Before visiting the ancestors, first find the goalkeeper.

Three days later.

Just as everyone in the Eternal Time and Space was still immersed in the aftershocks of that ideological earthquake and digesting the subversive conclusion that "Confucianism has no loyalty," that empty sky lit up again without warning!

The Sky Curtain is back!

In an instant, from Xianyang Palace to Weiyang Palace, from Taiji Hall to Hongwu Hall, countless eyes turned to the sky, and everyone held their breath.

They were eager to know which historical truth this descendant would reveal next after tearing away the facade of Confucianism!

However, the scene in the picture took everyone by surprise.

It's no longer that somewhat monotonous room.

Instead, there was a lush forest, sunlight filtering through the leaves and casting dappled patterns. Birds sang sweetly, the air was fresh, and the place was full of life.

Zhu Dijun, the anchor of Tianmu, changed into casual clothes and stood on a stone-paved road, waving at the camera.

"Family, it's been three days, have you missed me?"

He wore a relaxed smile, as if he wasn't the one who had overturned the altar of three thousand years of thought.

"Give everyone a few days to process this, and the results should be good, right?"

"Today, let's try something different and do an outdoor live stream."

Zhu Dijun turned around, and the camera followed him, revealing the distant rolling green hills and the outline of the ancient city walls.

"Family members, we are currently in Nanjing, at Purple Mountain."

"I'm going to Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum to pay my respects to Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of our great Ming Dynasty."

The voice just fell.

The Ming Dynasty, Hongwu Hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who had just ordered the entire Kong family to be escorted to the capital, showed a slight change in expression on his murderous face upon hearing these words.

Visiting us?

Our Xiaoling Mausoleum?

Looking at the descendant in the sky who bore some resemblance to him, he felt a mix of emotions and didn't know what to say.

Crown Prince Zhu Biao and the other princes all showed signs of excitement.

What an honor it is for future generations to travel thousands of miles to pay homage to their ancestors!

However, what Judy Jun said next made everyone's expressions freeze.

"However, according to local custom, before we pay our respects to the Ming Taizu (Hongwu Emperor), we must first visit the 'gatekeeper' here."

Zhu Dijun smiled mysteriously and took something out of the backpack behind him.

It was a stack of beautifully made cards.

He showed the top photo to the camera.

The card depicts a majestic ancient general, holding a halberd, with eyes like lightning. Behind him is a city engulfed in flames, and above the general's head are two large characters: Zhang Liao!

"look!"

Judy waved the card in her hand, laughing like a child who had just pulled off a prank.

"Let's go pay a visit to Sun Quan, the 'Ten Thousand Sun'! Look at this stack of 'Zhang Liao' documents I've prepared for him, isn't that enough to give him a hard time?"

Upon hearing this, the entire universe was instantly thrown into two completely different reactions.

In the time following the Three Kingdoms period, especially during the Tang, Song, Ming, and Qing dynasties, countless emperors, generals, scholars, and poets who knew about that period of history, after a moment of stunned silence, burst into earth-shattering laughter!

The Great Tang Dynasty, Taiji Hall.

Li Shimin was taken aback at first, but then he realized the meaning of the title "Sun Shiwan". When he saw the card with the name "Zhang Liao", the Heavenly Khan couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahaha! This young man is really cunning!"

"Going to pay respects to Sun Quan, yet bringing a portrait of Zhang Liao? This is attacking his heart! This is desecrating Sun Quan's ancestral grave!"

Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui also stroked their beards and laughed, unable to suppress their amusement.

In the Battle of Hefei, Sun Quan's army of 100,000 was besieged and routed by Zhang Liao's 800 elite soldiers. Sun Quan himself was almost captured alive. This is a laughing stock that will be recorded in history for all time!

The nickname "Sun Shiwan" is practically rubbing Sun Quan's face in the ground repeatedly!

The Ming Dynasty, Hongwu Hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang's lips also curled into a smile.

He came from humble beginnings and was equally familiar with these historical allusions.

"Hmph! That scoundrel Sun Quan, relying on his father and brother's legacy, is adept at internal strife but utterly incompetent in external warfare! His attack on Hefei, sending 100,000 troops to their deaths, is truly a joke!"

"Our descendant is quite something! He knows to humiliate this good-for-nothing first before coming to pay homage to us!"

In stark contrast, there are the time periods before and during the Three Kingdoms period.

They couldn't understand it at all.

Changsha, late Eastern Han Dynasty.

Sun Jian, who had just begun to distinguish himself, was discussing military matters with his subordinates.

He frowned as he saw what was displayed on the screen.

"Quan'er?"

He looked at his eldest son, Sun Ce, who was beside him.

"Is the thing on the screen talking about your younger brother?"

"Goalkeeper? Sun Shiwan? What does this mean? Why are you bringing Zhang Liao's portrait when you visit my son? Who is Zhang Liao?"

Sun Ce, the future "Little Conqueror" who would later dominate Jiangdong, also looked puzzled.

He knew he had a younger brother named Sun Quan, but he couldn't understand the words on the sky at all.

One hundred thousand? Does that mean Quan Di will have an army of one hundred thousand in the future? That's great news!

But why was the young man's tone full of mockery and sarcasm?

And at this moment, in the eye of the storm.

Eastern Wu, Jianye Palace.

Sun Quan, who had just ascended the throne and was full of vigor, was receiving the homage of his ministers.

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

He wore a dragon robe, stroked his purple beard, and enjoyed the pinnacle of his life.

However, the words on the sky were like a bucket of ice water, poured over me from head to toe!

"Sun Shiwan?"

Sun Quan's smile instantly froze.

He keenly sensed that this form of address was by no means benevolent!

Especially when he saw the card with the name "Zhang Liao", a deep-seated sense of shame and fear, which he had long forgotten, suddenly sprang up like a venomous snake!

Zhang Liao!

This name was his lifelong nightmare!

Hefei! Xiaoyaojin!

That was a place he never wanted to remember again!

"You scoundrel! How dare you insult me!"

Sun Quan was furious and slammed his palm on the dragon table, shattering the priceless jade artifacts into pieces!

The courtiers in the main hall were so frightened that they fell silent, completely bewildered.

They didn't know what the "Sun Shiwan" meme was, but they could see that their emperor completely lost his composure after hearing that title and seeing that name!

Meanwhile, below the canopy, the comments section of the modern viewers had completely exploded!

[Hahaha! Here he comes! He's here! The streamer is bringing 800 warriors to warm the hearts of 100,000 online trolls!]

[Warning: High alert! Zhang Liao, the God of War from Hefei, is about to arrive on the battlefield! Sun Shiwan, your package has arrived, please sign for it!]

[Sun Quan: I was terrified. I joined forces with Zilian (Cao Ren) at Hefei, but I forget the details. In short, my army of 100,000 was driven away by 800 men.]

[Upstairs, what kind of crappy version is that? It's clearly: I led 100,000 brothers to Hefei, but instead of going home, I ended up eating with Zhang Liao, who even gave me the title "Sun the Ten Thousand," he's such a nice guy!]

[Sun Jian and Sun Ce: ??? What on earth did my brilliant and mighty son/brother do?]

[Boss Cao: Hahahaha! You've woken me up with that laugh! Wen Yuan, well done! I'll give you the top credit!]

[Zhang Liao himself: ??? I...I will have such a great reputation in the future?]

As he watched the scrolling comments fill the screen, Zhu Dijun's smile grew even brighter.

He faced the camera and said slowly:

"It seems that some of our ancestors are still unaware of this meme."

"Don't rush, family members, today we're going to have a lively history lesson."

"The course will be called—"

"The Self-Cultivation of an Outstanding Transportation Captain: On How Sun Shiwan Sent Out 100,000 Heads in Hefei!"