Sky Curtain: The opening scene explains the four major cases of the Ming Dynasty plus the early Ming

Following the rope, Zhu Dijun and his team descended smoothly into the darkness.

Beneath my feet lay cold, hard gold bricks.

The beams of searchlight overhead dispelled six hundred years of darkness, illuminating this underground palace that had never been set foot in by outsiders.

luxurious!

That's everyone's first impression.

The scale of the entire tomb far exceeds the regulations for a prince, and it was almost built in the style of an imperial mausoleum.

The walls are covered with exquisite murals depicting scenes of carriages and horses, banquets and dances. Although some parts have peeled off, the colors are still vibrant.

In the center of the tomb chamber, there was a huge vermilion coffin, with intricate dragon patterns painted in gold lacquer.

This is clearly also beyond the bounds.

"Good heavens!"

In front of the sky, Zhu Yuanzhang slapped his thigh in anger.

"That second son! He was already living a life of extravagance and debauchery when we were alive, and I never thought he'd still dare to do this even after we're dead!"

"This coffin is decorated with a nine-dragon pattern! This is a design that only we can use!"

"This is outrageous! It's a complete rebellion!"

Zhu Shuang, who was listening nearby, blushed furiously and wished he could disappear into the ground.

Now things are really messed up. Not only was his grave dug up, but all the outrageous things he did during his lifetime were also exposed by his father in front of the whole world.

Zhu Dijun ignored the murals and burial objects; his gaze immediately fell upon the enormous coffin.

His task was to extract DNA.

"Prepare sonar detection," he ordered.

One of the team members immediately took out a handheld device and aimed it at the coffin.

"Captain, the coffin has a double-layered structure; inside the main coffin, there is an inner coffin. No signs of liquid (mercury) filling have been found."

"very good."

Zhu Dijun walked up to the coffin and examined it carefully.

The entire coffin was perfectly sealed, with no openings or gaps to be found.

A special adhesive was used to seal the space between the coffin lid and the coffin body.

"This is a sealant made from a mixture of fish bladder, glutinous rice juice, and lime. Once it solidifies, it is as hard as a rock," Zhu Dijun explained.

"The only conventional method is to forcefully break it open, but that would destroy the coffin."

"Second Uncle, should we open this coffin or not?"

He asked Zhu Zhiming on the ground through the walkie-talkie.

Zhu Zhiming's voice, carrying a hint of determination, came from the walkie-talkie.

"open!"

"To expose those scoundrels, and to prove our ancestors' legitimacy, open!"

"Dijun, go ahead and do it. I'll take responsibility for all the consequences!"

Inside the Hongwu Hall, Zhu Shuang heard the words of his eighteenth-generation descendant and burst into tears.

"Good...good grandson!"

Even though it's about opening one's own coffin, those words are quite inspiring!

"Alright! In that case, don't blame us for using high technology."

Zhu Dijun's lips curled up slightly.

"Prepare the ultrasonic vibrator!"

Something that looked like an electric iron was handed to me.

Zhu Dijun gently placed it on the seam of the coffin lid and pressed the switch.

"Buzz—"

A burst of infrasound, inaudible to the human ear, was transmitted instantly.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the myriad worlds and timelines, the rock-solid sealant began to crack inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into powder!

"Holy crap!"

A tomb raider from another timeline, witnessing this scene, was so shocked that he dropped his Luoyang shovel.

What kind of divine power is this?

The sealant they had used every ounce of strength and every possible method to break open the coffin was just... gone?

Zhu Yuanzhang was dumbfounded.

He feels that his understanding has been repeatedly refreshed and crushed today.

"These...the methods of later generations are simply...simply divine!"

Without the sealant, several team members stepped forward and used specially made suction cups to easily and slowly lift the heavy outer coffin lid.

The smaller inner coffin was revealed.

The inner coffin was covered with a layer of yellow silk, on which were densely written scriptures in cinnabar.

"Captain, it's the 'Scripture of Salvation'," a team member identified.

Zhu Dijun nodded and carefully peeled back the silk.

The lid of the inner coffin was finally revealed to everyone.

Everyone held their breath.

Including the audience in front of the celestial screen, spanning billions of time and space.

This also includes Prince Qin, Zhu Shuang, who was in the Hongwu Hall.

He felt like he was watching a horror movie about himself, and he was the victim about to be disemboweled.

"open!"

Zhu Dijun gave the order.

The lid of the inner coffin was slowly opened.

A skeleton dressed in a ceremonial robe with twelve symbols and wearing a crown with nine tassels lay quietly inside.

Scattered around the skeleton were various precious jade artifacts and jewels.

Although the flesh and blood had long since decayed, the magnificent attire and the dazzling jewels still highlighted the noble status of the tomb's occupant.

Judy Jun didn't look at the burial objects. He put on sterile gloves, picked up a sampler, and carefully extracted samples from the teeth and femur of the skeleton.

"Sample A, extraction complete."

"Sample B, extraction complete."

"Seal it up immediately and send it to the ground laboratory!"

Two sealed tubes containing samples were quickly sent up through the exploratory well.

Inside the mobile laboratory on the ground, several of China's top gene experts are already on high alert.

A DNA showdown spanning six centuries is about to unfold!

Only after Judy Jun finished doing all this did she breathe a sigh of relief.

He looked at the skeleton in the coffin, his expression somewhat complicated.

He bowed deeply to the skeleton.

"Second Uncle, I am Zhu Dijun, acting on orders. I apologize for any inconvenience caused."

"Today we open the coffin only to verify the truth, punish the wicked, and restore your innocence."

"For the sake of my Chinese nation, let us safeguard this root of our bloodline!"

If I have offended you in any way, please forgive me.

His voice, transmitted clearly through the heavens, has echoed through the ages.

Inside the Hongwu Hall, Zhu Shuang, who had been numb with anger, heard these words and saw Zhu Dijun's solemn bow. His raging anger inexplicably dissipated by more than half.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say a few polite words, but found that he couldn't utter a single word.

This kid... although his methods are a bit brutal, he doesn't seem... that bad?

Zhu Yuanzhang watched this scene and slowly nodded, a hint of approval on his face.

"The fourth brother's descendant is polite and knows the greater good."

"good."

"Second brother, you've lost your temper too. It's not unjust to open your coffin once just to catch the spy."

What else could Zhu Shuang say?

He could only nod with a bitter expression.

"Father is right..."

However, just as Zhu Dijun was about to leave, his gaze inadvertently swept over the inner wall of the coffin.

His pupils suddenly contracted!

At the head of the inner coffin, on the smooth wooden board, there was a line of small characters carved in an extremely subtle way!

The handwriting was hasty and hurried, as if it had been hastily carved with a fingernail or a sharp instrument in a state of extreme fear.

[The people who harmed me were not three women, but a group of Semu people who colluded with traitors in the mansion. This news was not delivered to my father, third brother, and fourth brother in time, and I deeply resent it!]