The Three Humiliating Pieces: Feeding the Enemy, Goalkeeper, and Alzheimer's Disease

Sun Quan vomited blood and fainted!

This scene was clearly presented to all time and space through the celestial screen.

However, this did not elicit much sympathy.

On the contrary, countless times and spaces erupted with even more unrestrained laughter!

The Cao Wei era.

Cao Cao laughed so hard he slapped his thigh, pointed to the image of Sun Quan vomiting blood on the screen, and said to Cao Pi beside him:

"See that? 'A son should be like Sun Quan!' Hahaha, how ridiculous that sounds now!"

"A piece of trash who was so terrified by Zhang Liao's eight hundred men that he vomited blood dares to be compared to my son? It's an utter disgrace!"

Cao Pi, suppressing a laugh, bowed and said, "Father's admonition is correct. Sun Quan is outwardly lenient but inwardly suspicious, outwardly fierce but inwardly weak. He is only capable of maintaining the status quo, lacking in ambition, and is truly not a hero."

The Shu Han era.

Chengdu.

Zhuge Liang held a feather fan, gently waving it as he looked at the sky, a meaningful smile on his face.

"My lord, it seems we overestimated Sun Quan before."

Liu Bei stroked his long beard and nodded in deep agreement.

"A force of 100,000 was defeated by 800 men, which shows his lack of military leadership. This man can only be an ally, not a reliance. His betrayal of Guan Yu is simply a manifestation of his true nature and is not surprising."

These words made Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, who were standing nearby, even more furious with Sun Quan.

"Brother is right! This scoundrel is a treacherous villain! I will lead my troops to raze Jiangdong sooner or later and avenge my second brother!" Zhang Feibao roared, his eyes wide open.

Above the sky, Zhu Dijun looked at the barrage of comments like "That felt so good" and "So satisfying," and his smile widened.

He waved the stack of "Zhang Liao" cards in his hand and said to the camera:

"Family members, do you think that 'Sun Shiwan's' act of feeding kills is the limit of Boss Sun's power?"

"No! You underestimate him!"

"Boss Sun's bad deeds are too numerous to list!"

Zhu Dijun held up one finger.

"First, as we just mentioned, militarily, he was a transport captain, a professional at sending his men to their deaths. In foreign wars, except for the time he ambushed our own people (Guan Yu), he almost always suffered defeats, yet he fought on despite repeated defeats!"

"Secondly, in terms of character, he was a top-notch backstabber! During the Battle of Red Cliffs, he joined forces with Liu Bei to fight against Cao Cao and won. But then, for the sake of Jingzhou, he didn't hesitate to stab his ally in the back, causing Guan Yu's defeat at Maicheng and his execution."

"Does this 'pragmatism is the best policy' approach seem familiar, everyone?"

Zhu Dijun winked meaningfully.

"That's right! This is a perfect embodiment of the Confucian ideas of 'adapting to circumstances' and 'making exceptions'! For the sake of profit, so-called covenants and trust can be thrown aside!"

"Therefore, Boss Sun is truly a pragmatic individual who understands Confucianism!"

These words, like a sharp blade, pierced once again the heart of the Confucian scholars who had just been exposed.

In the Spring and Autumn Period, the disciples of Confucius, who had just caught their breath, turned pale again upon hearing these words.

They discovered that their own doctrines seemed to have become a basket into which all sorts of filth could be thrown!

And Judy Jun’s “public execution” continues.

He raised his second finger.

"The second major flaw is his behavior in his later years, which can be described as a prime example of 'Alzheimer's disease'!"

"He was quite wise in his early years, but in his later years, he became increasingly paranoid, indiscriminately killing meritorious officials, listening to slander, and making the entire court a mess."

"The most outrageous thing was that on the issue of succession, he kept changing his mind and created a 'battle between the two princes.' He caused his two sons, Crown Prince Sun He and Prince Lu Sun Ba, to fight each other fiercely, forming factions and splitting the entire elite group of Eastern Wu into two groups that fought to the death!"

"What was the final result?"

Zhu Dijun gave a cold laugh.

"He deposed the crown prince, ordered the death of the Prince of Lu, and finally made his eight-year-old son, Sun Liang, the crown prince."

"This series of brilliant moves directly depleted most of the Eastern Wu's national strength through internal strife! It planted the biggest time bomb for the future demise of the Wu Kingdom!"

"Family members, you be the judge. Would a wise and powerful founding emperor do something so foolish as to destroy his own foundation?"

These words caused emperors from all time and space to fall into deep thought.

Especially those emperors who were troubled by the issue of succession.

The Great Tang Dynasty, Taiji Hall.

Li Shimin's expression instantly became extremely solemn.

He thought of his own crown prince Li Chengqian and Prince Wei Li Tai, who were also engaged in open and covert struggles.

Could it be that I will make the same mistake as Sun Quan in the future?

He glanced at Changsun Wuji beside him, his eyes filled with vigilance and murderous intent.

No! We must not allow the Tang Dynasty to repeat the mistakes of the Eastern Wu!

Zhu Yuanzhang of the Ming Dynasty simply snorted coldly.

"Fool! You're so soft-hearted, so suspicious and indecisive! Our Biao'er is the only prince! Anyone who dares to have a disloyal heart, we'll send their whole family to meet the King of Hell!"

His gaze toward Zhu Biao was filled with unquestionable certainty.

On the sky, Zhu Dijun raised his third finger, his smile now tinged with pity.

"This third point is even more hurtful."

That is, his posthumous status.

Zhu Dijun turned the camera and pointed it at a small hill surrounded by pine and cypress trees not far away.

"Family members, do you see that? That's Sun Quan's tomb, Plum Blossom Hill."

"And where are we going now? We're going to the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum to visit Zhu Yuanzhang."

"Plum Blossom Hill is located right in front of the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum's Sacred Way, like a... gatekeeper."

"When Zhu Yuanzhang was building the Xiaoling Mausoleum, some ministers suggested that Sun Quan's tomb was located there and was an eyesore, so it should be moved."

"As a result, our ancestor Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and said something very domineering."

Zhu Dijun cleared his throat, mimicking Zhu Yuanzhang's tone, and said in a deep voice:

"Sun Quan is a good man too, let him guard the gate for us!"

"puff--"

This time, it was an eternity of time and space, and countless people burst out laughing at the same time!

Serve as a gatekeeper!

These five words are extremely insulting and even more hurtful!

Sun Quan, the Great Emperor of Eastern Wu, a powerful and ambitious figure, was reduced to serving as a gatekeeper for another emperor hundreds of years later after his death!

This is an even more humiliating insult than "Sun Shiwan"!

Eastern Wu, Jianye Palace.

Having just been jolted awake by the imperial physician and still not fully recovered, Sun Quan heard the words "Let him guard the gate for us," felt a sweet taste in his throat, and then everything went black again as he spectacularly fainted once more.

This time, there was truly no point in trying to save them.

The Ming Dynasty, Hongwu Hall.

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard the descendants of the Heavenly Curtain relaying his future words, he was first stunned, then clapped his hands and laughed, his voice resounding throughout the entire hall!

"Hahaha! Well said! Well said!"

"That's what we think! Sun Quan, though a coward, did establish a foundation. It's a pity to kill him; let him guard our Zhu family for eternity!"

At that moment, Zhu Yuanzhang felt that this descendant was his true confidant!

That's exactly what I like!

Zhu Dijun looked at the unconscious Sun Quan on the screen, shook his head, and concluded:

"So, family members, let's summarize the life of Boss Sun Quan."

"When he was alive, he was a transport captain to outsiders, a backstabber to insiders, and now he has Alzheimer's disease."

"Even after you die, you'll still have to be a gatekeeper for our ancestors."

"This is a complete 'social death' service, from birth to death, everything is arranged perfectly!"

He casually tossed the stack of "Zhang Liao" cards in his hand toward Sun Quan's tomb, and the cards fell like snowflakes.

"Alright, we've offered incense to Gatekeeper Sun; that's more than enough."

Zhu Dijun clapped his hands, turned around, and walked towards the magnificent spirit path leading to the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum.

"The Joker's show is over. Now, let's go pay our respects to the real protagonist!"

"Let us go and pay homage to that great Emperor Hongwu, who rose from humble beginnings, drove out the barbarians, restored China, and saved the people from suffering!"

As he walked, the camera slowly panned across the solemn sacred path composed of stone figures and beasts, finally settling on the magnificent mausoleum in the distance.

A completely different aura, heavy, majestic, and solemn, swept over us!

People from all times and spaces subconsciously held their breath.

They knew that the chapter about Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, was about to officially begin!