The Ming Dynasty: Starting with the Somersault Cloud, Old Zhu was so envious he cried!

When Wang Defa heard Zhu Ming say that he could bring rain, he instinctively wanted to refute: "Don't brag. Whether it rains or not is God's business. No matter how powerful you are, can you control the heavens?"

If this had happened before last night, he definitely would have asked it.

But the words were on the tip of his tongue...

He suddenly remembered what happened last night.

What did the Sixth Prince shout again?

Suddenly, a giant of light, sixty or seventy meters tall, appeared.

Its head was bigger than a mountain. Standing in the center of the city, it could wipe out hundreds of people in an instant without even making a ripple.

Wang Defa immediately shut his mouth again.

Okay, if you say it's possible, then it's possible.

As for Xu Miaoyun, there's no need to mention her.

She witnessed all of Zhu Mingliang's abilities along the way and learned from them all.

A tablecloth that can conjure up all sorts of delicious food.

An air pistol capable of firing air cannonballs.

A magnifying lamp that makes objects appear larger.

A replication mirror that can replicate everything in the world.

Not to mention last night, there was the Spark Lens that could transform into a giant of light.

She saw and remembered all these miracles, one by one.

So now,

Even if Zhu Ming suddenly tells her: Actually, I can still have children.

Xu Miaoyun dared to believe it.

She really believed it.

So she asked, "Your Highness, when do you plan for it to rain?"

Zhu Ming glanced at the blazing sun outside the window.

The sun was as scorching as a fireball.

There wasn't a single cloud in the sky, and the earth was so hot it felt like it was smoking.

He said earnestly with his small face, "Of course, the faster the better."

Xu Miaoyun nodded, about to say something more, when she suddenly remembered something and quickly asked, "Your Highness, is His Majesty aware that you can bring rain?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ming immediately pouted and turned his head away, saying, "Why should I tell him!"

Xu Miaoyun: "..."

Well, His Majesty has offended our little ancestor again.

After thinking about it, she finally told Zhu Ming her plan.

"Your Highness, please listen to me."

"The main reason for this disaster is the severe drought. In some places, not a drop of rain has fallen for half a year, and the ground has long been cracked."

"How can you expect crops to grow on this kind of land?"

"But as long as there is water, this disaster can be averted, so by sending down rain, you are saving the lives of everyone in the world."

"But have you considered why His Majesty sent you out this time?"

Zhu Ming remained silent.

"His Majesty is doing this to enhance the prestige of the royal family," Xu Miaoyun said. "Think about it, wherever you go, things will improve. Whose good do the people remember? The good of the Emperor, the good of the royal family."

"Since you can bring rain, how about this—"

She leaned forward and said, "Have His Majesty issue an edict to announce to the world that the Sixth Prince has been ordered to go on an inspection tour to act on behalf of Heaven and pray for rain for the people."

"In this way, the rain fell, the disaster was averted, the people were saved, and the prestige of the royal family was established."

"Isn't this the best of both worlds? A true win-win situation!"

As Zhu Ming listened, her pouting lips gradually relaxed.

He blinked.

...That seems to be the case?

Kunning Palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang was sitting in a chair, listening to Xu Miaoyun report to him on the events in Qingshui County.

Especially when Xu Miaoyun talked about how the Sixth Prince would bring rain.

The teacup in Zhu Yuanzhang's hand fell to the ground with a crash and shattered into pieces.

However, at this moment he couldn't care less about anything else.

His eyes widened in disbelief as he exclaimed, "You can even pray for rain?"

Zhu Ming stood in front of him, arms crossed, chin held high, and snorted out a single word through his nose.

"Um."

That smug little face of his was just so damn annoying.

Zhu Yuanzhang, however, had no time to concern himself with this.

He jumped to his feet, his eyes gleaming with an alarming light: "If this is true, then there is hope for this disaster!"

Ever since he heard about the severe drought in the north, he has been so worried that his hair has almost turned white.

He knows all too well what it feels like to be hungry.

But since it didn't rain, no crops grew in the fields, and no matter how anxious he was, it was no use.

Now, his son says he will bring rain.

Zhu Yuanzhang rubbed his hands together, paced back and forth twice, then suddenly stopped, staring at Zhu Ming: "Are you perhaps just boasting?"

"Ming'er, it's not that your father doesn't trust you, it's just that this matter is of great importance. Why don't you demonstrate it to us now!"

Zhu Ming's eyes darted around, and a mischievous idea suddenly popped into his head.

He immediately patted his chest and agreed, "Okay, I'll show you right now!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was taken aback, not expecting Zhu Ming to agree so readily. He quickly pressed on, "Do you need to set up an altar and perform rituals for your rain prayer? Just tell me what incense, candles, offerings, ritual implements, and talismans you need, and I'll arrange for someone to prepare them immediately!"

"No need," Zhu Ming waved his hand. "I don't need to prepare these."

Zhu Yuanzhang: "...Really, we don't need to do anything?"

"Of course, just wait and see." Zhu Ming said, taking a bracelet off his neck, which was suspected to be Laozi's Vajra Bracelet, and holding it in his palm.

"Father, hold on tight."

"what?"

Zhu Ming raised his hand, threw the Vajra Bracelet over Zhu Yuanzhang's head, and shouted, "Go!"

The golden bracelet flew up to the top of Zhu Yuanzhang's head with a whoosh and started spinning around.

It spins faster and faster, and gets bigger and bigger.

The bracelet, which was originally as thick as his neck, suddenly became like a pot, hanging steadily above his head and spinning around and around.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked up, staring in astonishment at the ever-growing circle above his head: "Ming'er, what... what is this?"

Before he could finish speaking...

Splash!

Beneath the golden bracelet, a torrential downpour poured down.

The rain was heavy and torrential, like a basin being poured down, drenching Zhu Yuanzhang from head to toe.

"puff--"

Zhu Yuanzhang was so drenched that he couldn't catch his breath and choked several times. His dragon robe was soaked, his hat was askew, and water was streaming down his beard.

From head to toe, every part of him was dry.

He looked exactly like a drowned rat.

The room fell silent for a moment.

Then, it exploded.

The surrounding eunuchs were terrified, their faces turning deathly pale, and they all knelt down with a thud.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

"Quick! Go get a towel!"

"Go boil some water!"

Everyone was in a flurry of activity, completely disorganized.

Xu Miaoyun was also startled.

Standing beside Zhu Ming, looking at Zhu Yuanzhang, who was soaking wet, her heart was in her throat.

Oh no, Your Highness has gone too far with this joke. What if His Majesty punishes you...?

She quietly tugged at Zhu Ming's sleeve and whispered, "Your Highness, quickly apologize to His Majesty!"

Zhu Ming, however, remained completely unfazed and continued to laugh while covering his mouth.

However, no one expected this.

Zhu Yuanzhang wiped the water off his face, and instead of getting angry, he threw his head back and burst into laughter.

The laughter shook the roof beams so much that dust fell from them.

"Good! Good! Good!" he exclaimed three times, pointing at Zhu Ming and slapping his thigh with laughter. "This rain is really strong! In all my years, this is the first time I've ever been drenched so thoroughly in a rainstorm!"

"If it rained like this everywhere in the world, we'd be happy to get soaked every day!"

Everyone: "..."

Zhu Ming: "???"

He was stunned.

That's not right.

He was prepared for Old Zhu to get angry and glare at him.

Why is things not as he expected?

Not only was Old Zhu not angry, but he was actually laughing so happily.

This was somewhat difficult for Zhu Ming to accept.

He tilted his head, stared at Zhu Yuanzhang, who was laughing so hard he was doubled over, for a long time, and couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"Has Old Zhu...lost his mind? He's still so happy after getting caught in the rain?"