The video takes us to ancient times; Li Er transforms into the Tongtian Emperor of Shu Han.

"He died before achieving his goal, leaving heroes to weep with sorrow."

"Although Zhu Di was not Zhuge Liang, he was still just as regrettable."

Zhao Kuangyin sighed deeply.

Although he had essentially disconnected by the time he mentioned the emperor guarding the nation's gates.

But that doesn't mean he disliked Zhu Di.

On the contrary, he could not do what later emperors did, and he could only admire them!

After all, Zhu Di, like him, was an emperor of the Central Plains!

Even the Ming Dynasty drove out the Tartars who had destroyed the Song Dynasty and restored the Central Plains.

Despite his usual banter with Lao Zhu, he was genuinely grateful to Lao Zhu.

Similarly, he also admired emperors like Zhu Di.

He doesn't do it only because of the different national conditions. If given the chance, he would be just as tough!

"Fourth brother, you really can point your finger at us and say that we made a mistake in our arrangements."

The scene in the sky made Old Zhu turn his head away, unable to bear it.

If he hadn't passed the throne to Zhu Yunwen, forcing Zhu Di to waste several more years in the Jingnan Campaign.

If Zhu Di had been given a few more years, perhaps everything would have been different.

Anyone with eyes could see that neither the Tatars nor the Oirats had lost any will to fight after Zhu Di's repeated personal campaigns.

Although the Tatar Arughtai tribe still couldn't shake their plundering habits, their flight at the mere sight of him was enough to show that Zhu Di had planted the seeds of fear in their hearts.

And the seeds have already taken root and sprouted!

If Zhu Di had been given a few more years, he would surely have been able to completely pacify the grasslands!

Now, it is no longer Zhu Di who feels guilty, but the old Zhu.

He believed that when he grew old and Zhu Biao died young, he would surely consider passing the throne to Zhu Di, the Prince of Yan.

But for some unknown reason, they ultimately chose Zhu Yunwen.

This is his fault.

"It's Yunwen's fault for being so useless, and it's also my fault for making my fourth brother pay so much."

Zhu Biao's eyes were already bloodshot.

He was not weak-willed, but he had genuine affection for his younger brothers.

Even if Zhu Di usurped the throne from his son!

In his mind, as long as someone from the Zhu family sat on the throne, it was acceptable to him.

What's more, he's been saying since he was a child that he wants to be my fourth brother, the General Who Conquers the North.

He never blamed Zhu Di.

He was the eldest brother, so he could only blame himself for failing to fulfill his responsibilities as the eldest brother and causing his fourth brother to toil his whole life.

"There's no use saying all this now. Just keep watching. The immortals won't be stingy with their rewards."

"Do you really think that the immortals' rewards will only be given to us during a certain period of time?"

"In my opinion, the immortals should not be so stingy. Since Zhu Di's achievements have earned the immortals' favor, he should be able to receive rewards at all times and in all places."

Just as many members of the Zhu family were feeling sentimental, Li Er discovered a blind spot.

After the immortals' inventory is over, there are still rewards!

Once Zhu Di receives this reward, don't say anything about dying before achieving your goal.

You'd have a hard time dying even if you wanted to!

What is the most generous thing an immortal can do?

It's about lifespan!

Starting with the challenge of being listed on the list of tyrannical rulers, the immortals' actions resulted in decades of lifespan extension.

Yang Jian, who was previously listed on the list of wise rulers, also received a long lifespan. Could it be that Zhu Di did not?

At least in terms of ranking, Zhu Di was one place higher than Yang Jian.

No matter how you look at it, with the intervention of the immortals, Zhu Di would never have ended up like this!

"I had forgotten about that."

"If the immortal doesn't intervene, then he will die before he even gets started. But since the immortal has appeared, then the fourth brother truly deserves the immortal's favor!"

Old Zhu instantly realized what was happening, and the sorrow on his face vanished.

Yes, there are even immortals!

He knew best what the immortal had done.

His sister's health wasn't very good to begin with.

But after receiving the immortal's reward during that challenge, Empress Ma's complexion visibly became rosy, which pleased him greatly.

That's the work of an immortal!

The fourth brother will definitely be fine!

But in the next moment, a line of text appeared on the sky.

[Everything has already happened in the world under review; rewards will not be applied.]

Upon seeing this sentence, Old Zhu's heart sank again.

In other words, the world mentioned in the inventory was separated out by the immortals.

They still had to watch helplessly as the fourth brother met his tragic end.

in the picture.

Zhu Di had already ordered the army to halt and set up camp on the spot.

Fortunately, they have evacuated enough people, and their food supplies have been restored.

Although he knew that doing so would increase the burden on the Ming Dynasty and give the Crown Prince even more headaches.

But he has worked diligently for so many years, and has never lived a single day for himself.

With his life nearing its end, he wanted to indulge himself just this once.

"Grandpa, why don't you go back to the palace and let the imperial physicians take good care of you? You will get better."

Zhu Di remained calm and unhurried, while Zhu Zhanji was extremely anxious.

"Silly boy, do you think you know your own body better than I do?"

“Going back now would only delay things for a few more days to make arrangements for the aftermath, but I believe in your father’s abilities. Even without my arrangements, he can still control the court.”

"I would rather die on the battlefield beyond the Great Wall than suffocate in the imperial palace."

"I am an emperor on horseback, and this is my final resting place. Although I cannot die on the battlefield, I hope to spend my last moments on this battlefield."

Zhu Di's voice was extremely weak, but his gaze was still fixed on the distance, towards the direction where the Tatars, Oirats, and other tribes were located.

Zhu Zhanji knew his temper and knew that further persuasion would only be a waste of breath and might even result in a scolding, so he had no choice but to stand obediently to the side.

He was already planning in his mind that when Zhu Di fainted again, he would immediately order the army to set off.

He did not believe Zhu Di's words.

He believed that as long as he could return to the palace, the imperial physicians would surely have a solution.

But as time passed and the sun completely set, and darkness was about to descend, Zhu Di still did not make a sound.

Zhu Zhanji suddenly realized what was happening.

He took two steps forward, turned his head to look, and his whole body went limp in an instant.

"Grandpa Huang!"

Amidst gasps of alarm, the image abruptly vanished.

Those outside the canopy all wore sorrowful expressions.

Even Zhu Di himself felt a little uneasy.

He wasn't saddened by his own situation, but rather felt sorry for himself.

Unexpectedly, in the normal course of history, he still failed to completely resolve those troublesome small countries outside the Great Wall.

After a long while, Zhu Gaochi finally emerged from his grief and looked up to see Zhu Di's sighing expression.

He was immediately puzzled.

"Dad, what are you lamenting about?"

"You'll be able to receive the immortal's reward soon, plus the reward from the challenge your grandfather took you on."

"Father, you'll live at least forty or fifty years longer than the immortals predicted."

Zhu Di: “…”

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that's really the case!