After broadcasting the ancient times live, I handed the system over to the state.

"You should ask the mothers, wives, and children of so many soldiers and ministers what to do," Zhu Biao said with a gentle smile, effortlessly cutting off all his escape routes.

Old Zhu never showed any mercy; when it came to certain matters, he would decisively cut through the mess.

"Give me death," he said coldly.

However, considering that Zhu Qinggu and the others were still here, and thinking that the Ming Dynasty still needed to cooperate with future generations, Zhu changed the plan to send the people in that palace back to the Hongwu era to reclaim wasteland and do hard labor.

When Mao Xiang arrived with the imperial edict, Empress Dowager Sun, who had fainted, was awakened by someone. She then heard with trepidation that Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to execute her. She immediately kowtowed, wanting to send a message to Zhu Zhanji in the heavens, asking him to plead for her life.

Compared to the throne and power, no obstacle should exist, and some things should naturally be decided decisively.

Mao Xiang didn't speak, but gave two glances. Two rough-looking maids then held down Empress Dowager Sun and poured the poisoned wine into her mouth.

Not long after, Empress Dowager Sun died. Her palace servants had already been taken into custody, and Zhu Yuanzhang's willingness to spare their lives was already a great act of mercy.

Zhu Yuanzhang and his entourage met Yu Qian in the main hall. This so-called savior was a capable minister who had deposed and installed emperors, and acted like Huo Guang. This was extremely sensitive for any emperor, especially for Zhu Yuanzhang, who was power-hungry and held great power.

But Yu Qian was also an upright and honest official, true to his word.

Zhu Yuanzhang's gaze swept back and forth across the figure not far away, while Yu Qian remained as still as a bamboo stalk.

After a long silence, Zhu Yuanzhang said, "Yu Qian, what were you thinking in the end? If Zhu Qizhen were to restore the throne, you couldn't possibly not have noticed."

Zhu Shuang, who was standing nearby, muttered, "This Yu Qian isn't that Yu Qian, how would he know what that Yu Qian is thinking?"

The sound wasn't loud, but everyone inside the hall could hear it.

Zhu Qinggu, Wang Mengmeng, and Liao Ming exchanged glances, all speechless. Some people are just born with a sharp tongue, attracting hatred and generating resentment.

They all saw a particularly weary expression on Zhu Biao's face not far away.

"Hehe, you have a lot to say, huh? Why don't you go over there and ask that Yu Qian over there yourself?" Zhu Yuanzhang smirked and gave a few fake laughs.

Zhu Shuang immediately shut up and shook his head in terror.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Qinggu and said, "Miss Zhu, why don't we send these few over first? I think they can..." He then added ominously, "...make something of themselves."

Yu Qian, still bowing, was somewhat bewildered. In fact, when he chose to continue doing these things, he already knew his fate, but it wasn't because of who the emperor was, but simply because of the people.

Zhu Yuanzhang kicked them in the butt, sending them to that other time and space, and then gestured to Yu Qian, "You go and take a look too."

Yu Qian bowed slightly and stepped into the portal.

At first he wondered what would happen, but when he opened and closed his eyes, he was already in another place.

It was still light when we arrived at the main hall, but it was already dark when we got here.

The three people in front of Yu Qian were all muttering to themselves.

"No, isn't this about the second son? What does it have to do with me?" Zhu Wang rubbed his buttocks, which were still sore. "Dad's strength is so great!"

"Unexpected disaster, unexpected disaster! Ever since the appearance of the Heavenly Curtain, every time I'm with you guys, nothing good ever happens to me!" Zhu Di dusted off his sleeves.

"What does this have to do with me? Even if I hadn't said anything, do you think the old man wouldn't have sent us here?" Zhu Shuang observed for a moment. "This world doesn't have a sky curtain, which means it's still following the history books. Otherwise, we wouldn't understand the situation at all, and we'd be completely in the dark!"

Yu Qian had seen that old and valiant emperor from afar, but he never expected that the emperor, in his youth, would also be somewhat mischievous.

"Someone's coming," Yu Qian warned.

The four of them immediately hid.

Meanwhile, Zhu Qinggu and his group were watching a high-definition live stream, specifically a high-definition live stream of Zhu Di and his group performing.

The others under the canopy also saw this scene and were just waiting to see what would happen!

(Ming Dynasty, Zhu Di: Father, we want to go too!)

Meanwhile, during the Yongle reign, Zhu Di was itching to go and join in the fun.

Even Zhu Zhanji was the same; when Zhu Yuanzhang and the others were beating Zhu Qizhen, he was already itching to join in.

Zhu Zhanji, during the Xuande era, could only shake his head helplessly and then patted the head of young Zhu Qiyu, saying that many things are a matter of timing and fate.

Zhu Qiyu also looked at the sky, "Father, will Great-grandfather and the others be alright?"

"Yes, there are also my great-uncle and great-grandfather there." Zhu Zhanji's condition has improved a lot now, and he actually wanted to go there, but unfortunately Zhu Yuanzhang and the others did not come.

In the pitch-black night, the palace gates were opened early, before the morning court session was to be held the next day, even though it was still dark.

The frequent personnel changes inside and outside the palace indicate that something unusual is about to happen.

Zhu Di and his men noticed several groups of people impersonating guards while they were there, so they waited there with extra caution.

Once the group's attention was no longer on them, the four of them began to discuss what to do next.

“In my opinion, we should go directly to Emperor Jingtai,” Zhu Shuang said somewhat awkwardly, referring to him as Emperor Jingtai.

"Foolish!" Zhu Wang said. "Now that Zhu Qizhen is about to restore the throne, it means Emperor Jingtai is seriously ill. He might not even be able to get out of bed. What can he do? What if Shi Heng and his men have also planted people there? Wouldn't that be walking into a trap?"

"We should go find Yu Qian now." Seeing that they hadn't gotten to the point, Zhu Di urged them quickly, "Yu Qian can mobilize troops."

He glanced at Yu Qian, who sighed softly and said, "He should be at home."

He bypassed the cabinet and the Five Military Commissions, allowing Yu Qian to mobilize troops directly? Without Tianmu, he would probably be dead without a burial place.

This would mean he could command these elite troops at will, and a suspicious emperor would assume he had staged a coup at Chenqiao and donned the imperial robes.

So the group left the palace in a rather dangerous way. Even Shi Heng and his men were able to come in and impersonate others, and the four of them were able to slip out as well. The loopholes were as big as a sieve.

Zhu Yuanzhang, standing beneath the canopy, laughed in anger, "This is the imperial palace? A palace you can just come and go as you please!"

At that moment, Yu Qian was pacing back and forth at home, and finally sighed.

Yu Qian's family didn't have much wealth, so they couldn't afford to keep any servants. Even their residence wasn't very big, yet tonight they welcomed an uninvited guest.