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

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the sky and naturally knew that the Qing Dynasty was the Tartar dynasty that entered the Central Plains after the fall of his Ming Dynasty.

Throughout history, the competition for the throne has always been brutal. Only the eldest son of Emperor Zhu could sit on the throne. Later, he even supported the useless Zhu Yunwen, all to avoid such conflicts.

Who knew that the fourth prince would later succeed in his rebellion?

But what about those emperors of the Ming Dynasty who didn't do their jobs properly? The sky above showed what was going on.

Zhu Yuanzhang narrowed his eyes, and his expression was quite dangerous as he smacked his lips.

The power struggles and intrigues among the royal sons were quite exciting, providing plenty of entertainment for the people under the heavens.

"The landlord in our town also has three troublesome sons who are fighting over the inheritance!" an old farmer said with a smile. "Even ordinary families like ours fight over seeds when dividing their inheritance. If the emperor's sons are fighting over the inheritance, wouldn't that be even more chaotic?"

"I saw it on the sky; even the emperor can't handle his own affairs," another person said.

“That’s still better than you. Doesn’t the emperor’s family eat rice every day? They wear fine clothes. I think you’re just too idle, worrying about things like this for the emperor!” the woman next to her spat.

They laughed too, "Third Sister, you wouldn't have dared to say such things before. I just saw you secretly tracing the words on the sky in the mud while you were drinking water!"

Just then, the village carpenter came down from the mountain and found someone to carry the wood.

They asked the carpenter what he was doing, and he said, "The private school in town asked me to make one of those blackboards for the canopy, saying they'll use it for classes."

The presence of a canopy has indeed brought about significant changes, with many places now experimenting with the taste of clear tea without adding excessive seasonings.

While some people have tried it this way before, they simply felt it wasn't in line with current trends.

Some people even tried cooking the dishes that appeared on the canopy to eat, while others made milk tea to sell.

In fact, the ancients were also very clever; they knew what was beneficial to them and acted quickly.

Blackboards are very convenient and easy to make now, and with the addition of a canopy, they were quickly adopted.

Li Shimin couldn't help but think of the ginkgo tree Tianmu had mentioned before. Later generations suggested that Gao Ming would go and weep under that ginkgo tree. Could it be...?

"It shouldn't be like this," Li Shimin comforted himself. He recalled how the children had played together that evening, their atmosphere harmonious and respectful, like brothers in love. He thought it was impossible for them to end up like the one on the sky.

Li Shimin comforted himself.

The emperors who neglected their duties... I have a vague feeling that they've been framed, but these emperors don't admit it.

"I want to be a great general. Being a great general is so interesting," Zhu Houzhao said.

Zhu Zhanji coughed lightly. He was so frightened by the Mingbaozong on the sky that he was completely out of his mind. He dreamed that the Taizu Emperor and his grandfather came to find him, as well as those familiar faces. Now he felt that he could take some medicine and continue to hold on.

Moreover, his playing with crickets never affected the affairs of the court. It was just that his superiors set an example for his subordinates, but it couldn't be considered neglecting his duties, could it?

Emperor Jiajing chose to turn a deaf ear, believing that cultivating immortality was the right path, and being emperor was merely a secondary occupation.

Emperor Tianqi still loved woodworking; he only felt alive when he was doing woodworking.

……

There was still a lot of discussion in the live stream, and Kang Mazi and Ma Bao still had many stories to tell.

For example, Emperor Kangxi's desire to control Crown Prince Yinreng was somewhat terrifying. When he was on a distant expedition to the frontier, he wrote letters to Yinreng repeatedly, and when Yinreng did not reply to inquire about his well-being, he became unhappy.

When Emperor Kangxi was away fighting a war, he missed the Crown Prince, so he asked for Yinreng's nightgown, saying that he wanted to smell the Crown Prince's scent every day to remember him.

After the Crown Prince's wedding, he lived next to Emperor Kangxi's palace, but the Crown Princess was arranged to live in a place far away from the Crown Prince's palace. Whenever the Crown Prince wanted to favor his concubines, he had to cross most of the palace, and the whole palace knew that he was going to favor a woman.

After decades of repeating this routine, the brothers who caught up with him had all grown powerful, and the controlling Kangxi Emperor still wanted to set up a stage to make the Crown Prince listen to him.

After decades, it would be strange if they didn't go crazy.

If Zhu Qinggu thought about his more than forty years of repeating the same senior year of high school, with the same books and the same test papers every day, he would go crazy.

Moreover, this father and son seem to have a rather sticky relationship.

Zhu Qinggu sometimes gets a headache if his parents continue to control him even after he grows up.

She shook her head and quickly moved on to the next nickname.

"Next, let's welcome our next victim—Mr. Zhang!"

[Please welcome Mr. Zhang.]

[Please, please, where's the sign?]

[Here comes his poem, I can recite one of it.]

[What? You can actually recite it from memory?]

Zhu Qinggu clapped slightly, then, as if to invite someone out from behind the stage—though it was merely a gesture—began to speak, “He is one of the protagonists in numerous Qing Dynasty dramas, the male lead in countless scandals, and the creator of many delicious snacks—he is the son of Emperor Yongzheng, the father of Emperor Jiaqing, the Ten-Complete Old Man…”

"Emperor Qianlong!"

"Why is he called President Zhang? Because he's a stamping fanatic. Please look at the big screen."

Zhu Qinggu pulled up a painting, Zhao Mengfu's "Autumn Colors of Quehua," and without counting, he could already see dozens of red seals on it.

Zhao Mengfu looked up, his eyes suddenly widening – it was his painting!

How did it become like this!

The fact that his paintings were collected by later emperors shows that people in later generations highly valued them. However, seeing his paintings covered with different seals on the sky, he couldn't feel happy at all.

"Congratulations!" Friends greeted him with clasped hands.

But Zhao Mengfu wasn't actually happy; instead, he gave a wry smile, "It's all just empty fame, all just empty fame."

[That's because you haven't seen the "Timely Clearing After Snowfall" poem, which was "appreciated" by President Zhang.]

[That old bastard is ruining cultural relics.]

[My heart aches so much I can't breathe; I really couldn't resist touching it.]

[This guy also has a nickname: Aisin Gioro - Psoriasis.]

[Items stamped by Emperor Qianlong are never pirated, because...who would want to search for words among a pile of stamps!]

[Emperor Zhangzong of Qing, right?]

[Why don't you mention that the prices have dropped a bit for those pieces stamped by Emperor Qianlong? Every piece of calligraphy by Emperor Huizong of Song bears Qianlong's seal; Emperor Huizong would probably be cursing about it.]

There has been a lot of discussion about 'President Zhang', with a series of witty remarks appearing on the sky.

Upon being pointed at, Emperor Qianlong took a few deep breaths, but still couldn't maintain his composure, his face suddenly darkening. "What do you mean I'm wasting things? That I'm a bit of a jerk? That the prices of things I've covered have plummeted? And that I have a psoriasis?! You people from later generations are simply spouting nonsense!"

"What I have covered is clearly all the essence, all of which is my love!"