The city of Nanjing was destroyed, and Jianwen's bloodline became a lonely soul in exile. Lin Zhou's soul passed through Zhu Wenkui, sailed in desperate situation with the dragon in his arms, and escaped into the wilderness of Boni with the remaining troops. With a coconut grove as his camp, and the scent of soap producing gold, he used chemical knowledge to overcome the dilemma of survival; gunpowder forged blades, giant ships cut through the waves, and he used his forward-thinking vision to gather overseas sparks.
The old emperor Zhu Yunwen was both a yoke and a flag, the descendants of Fang Xiaoru returned home in tears, and Zheng He's treasure ship came with destiny - when the exiled prince erected the indigo dragon flag in the South China Sea, when corn and sweet potatoes rewrote the grain veins of China, when steam from the railway track shattered the old dream of farming, a revival that began in exile eventually became a storm sweeping the world.
From the Borneo camp to the Fengtian Temple in Nanjing, from the pirate lair to the vassal state of the New World, he gathered strength with the order to protect the dragon, broke the situation with the blade of science and technology, and determined the tripod with the policy of enfeoffment. At the ashes of history, when the new sun rises, let's see how Jianwen's legacy will reshape the world across the oceans, allowing the Chinese dragon flag to be planted across the seven seas and five continents.
