Ming Dynasty: Gain one supernatural power every day

Zhu Di then ordered: "Set up camp here tonight and rest for the night."

Zhang Fu originally intended to walk a little further and find a dry place to set up camp, since the area had just been flooded and was muddy, making it impossible to pitch a tent.

But Zhu Gaoxi said forget it, let's stay here. He wanted to stay by the river to see the night view, and besides, his second senior brother was coming with his infantry later, and the muddy road wouldn't be easy to walk on.

He will handle this problem.

He raised his hand and shone a beam of light from the past. The muddy ground dried, hardened, and returned to its original state at a visible speed, as if the great flood had never happened.

The ground was repaired, and he glanced at the soldiers. The good qualities cultivated by nine years of compulsory education kicked in at that moment.

He himself lived in a beautifully crafted house every day, and felt a little embarrassed seeing these soldiers sleeping in the open, since he had the ability to provide his brothers with better accommodations.

Since I'm already staying in a sea-view room, I might as well improve their accommodations tonight.

When he shared this idea with Zhu Di and Zhang Fu, Zhu Di was naturally delighted, and Zhang Fu repeatedly praised it and thanked him on behalf of the soldiers.

Zhang Fu immediately issued an order, interrupting the soldiers who were preparing to start a fire, cook, and set up tents.

"Hold on, everyone! His Highness Prince Rui is so kind to the soldiers who have been marching for days that he will use his magic to build lodgings for everyone tonight! The entire army, please assemble and wait aside until His Highness has finished building the houses, then you can move in in batches!" Zhang Fu shouted from outside with a booming voice.

"No way! Tonight we'll be staying in a house built by His Highness Prince Rui using magic?"

"Great! I can finally get a good rest tonight!"

"Really? That's like staying in a guesthouse!"

The soldiers were taken aback at first, but cheered when they heard that they could also live in the house built by Prince Rui using magic.

"Thank you for your consideration, Your Highness!"

"Long live Your Highness! We will never forget Your Highness's great kindness and virtue!"

The words of gratitude that came out of the mouths of a group of rough men were varied and diverse, some even containing regional dialects, which made Zhu Gaoxu laugh.

Zhang Fu waved his hand, signaling them to quiet down and step aside to wait.

Zhu Gaoxi looked at the open space by the Changjiang River and nodded. The scenery here was beautiful, with mountains, water, and a river bend; it would be perfect for building a river-view house.

He activated the divine craftsmanship, and golden light flowed from his fingertips. Wood, blue bricks, and green tiles emerged from the void, automatically cutting, splicing, and stacking.

A three-story wooden building with upturned eaves and windows on all four sides faces the bend of the Changjiang River. There is also a terrace with railings on the third floor, from which you can take in the entire river.

A wooden boardwalk was built in front of the building, extending all the way to the river. At the end of the boardwalk, a small pavilion was built with bamboo curtains hanging on all four sides. When the river breeze blows, the curtains sway gently, creating a picturesque scene.

Zhu Gaoxi felt that building only one villa was not aesthetically pleasing, so he developed obsessive-compulsive disorder and built several more, arranging them in a staggered pattern along the riverbank, like a riverside villa district.

Then, on the high ground where the army was stationed, they quickly built rows of neat barracks. Each room was the same size and looked exactly the same. Inside, there were tables, chairs, beds, and even windows with latticework.

Along the perimeter of the camp, he also built several tall watchtowers, wooden structures with watchtowers, which were both beautiful and practical.

Although he had no need for sentries given his strength, the rules of the army could not be broken, and patrols and sentry duty were still necessary.

"My God! Just a moment ago it was an empty lot, and now houses are standing everywhere!" An old soldier looked up at the rows of neat wooden houses, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"Amazing! A house built from scratch! Now we don't have to squeeze onto the damp riverbank at night!" another soldier exclaimed.

"Prince Rui's abilities are extraordinary! He can build houses with a wave of his hand. We have truly seen something amazing!" A young soldier said excitedly, patting the person next to him.

"This is much better than the houses back home. Let's go inside and take a look!" Someone shouted, and the soldiers rushed towards the barracks.

Pushing open the wooden door, you'll find a complete set of tables and chairs, as well as a wooden bed, which exudes a faint fragrance of herbs and trees.

Several soldiers cautiously went inside, touching the wood grain of the tables and chairs, finding them to be comparable to the furniture of wealthy families in the capital.

"This house is wonderful, much better than my old house." An old soldier touched the door panel, his eyes even a little red. His family had lived in a drafty thatched house for generations, and he never expected to be able to live in such a good house during the war.

"I can't believe they built such a nice house in the blink of an eye," a soldier nearby exclaimed.

"Look at these chairs and tables, how sturdy they are! And look at this bed, so wide and flat!"

"As expected of something created by His Highness Prince Rui's divine power, we are truly blessed by His Highness today!"

"This is a three-story building! Let's go up and take a look!" A group of young soldiers ran up the stairs, opened the windows upstairs, and the river breeze blew in their faces. They shouted at the top of their lungs to the people below, as happy as children.

Standing in the center of the camp, Zhang Fu looked at the soldiers' jubilant faces and then at Zhu Di, who stood with his hands behind his back, and said, "Your Majesty, with such good barracks, the soldiers can get a good night's sleep today, all thanks to Prince Rui."

"His Highness Prince Rui's compassion for his subordinates is undoubtedly due to His Majesty's guidance." The tone shifted, and praise was now directed at Zhu Di.

Zhu Di smiled slightly: "That's natural."

Zhu Gaoxi's mental energy swept over it, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes inwardly: Have you no shame? I've only been back in the palace for less than a month, what have you taught me?

After a while, the soldiers started a fire to cook.

Smoke soon rose from the riverbank, military rations were cooking in iron pots, and a grill was set up over the fire. The aroma of dried meat and self-heating rice mixed with the smell of roasted meat filled the camp.

As soon as Zhu Gaoxu sat down in the river-view room, he took out the jade pendant and sent the videos of the day one by one to the "We Are a Loving Family" group.

First, Marshal Tianpeng transformed into a giant to clear the obstacles; then his fourth brother used an ice gourd to freeze people; in the middle, lightning struck; on the right, fire burned; and finally, the Changjiang ferry was flooded.

After posting several videos, he added the caption: "Today I really got to witness all of my fourth brother's supernatural powers and magical treasures!"

A smug expression was added at the end.

After sending the message, he held the jade pendant with a smug look on his face, waiting for the eldest and third brothers to reply.

There's been a lot of material to share today.

Just as they were waiting, a voice outside suddenly announced, "Reporting—Marshal Tianpeng has returned!"

Zhu Gaoxu stood up abruptly, and Zhu Di, Zhu Gaoxi, and several generals also got up and went out to greet him.

Pigsy and his infantry had just entered the camp gate.

His journey was far from easy. The mountains and forests from Qinzhan to Changjiang Ferry were dense and teeming with poisonous miasma. Ambushers were hidden in the shadows, waiting to ambush the Ming army.

Pigsy didn't give these ambushers a chance at all. He immediately grew bigger and used his nine-toothed rake to flatten all the dense forest along the way, just like hoeing the ground.

The Annamese soldiers who were hiding in the trees, crouching in the grass, or hiding behind the rocks had no time to react before they saw a huge golden-armored figure descend from the sky, and then that was the end of it.

"Marshal, what brilliant tactics!"

"The Marshal is truly all-powerful!"

"The Marshal is incredibly handsome! And his supernatural powers are terrifying!"

"With such a powerful marshal assisting them, the Hu Dynasty bandits are utterly vulnerable!"

"My goodness! The immortal's power is boundless; who in this world can rival such abilities? And look at his appearance and bearing—truly awe-inspiring!"

The soldiers and generals who had followed Zhu Bajie all the way were already impressed by his supernatural powers, showering him with compliments and making him feel completely comfortable.

Although this small team is small in number, it is complete in every aspect, with both civil and military officials, and each of them is shrewd and knows what Marshal Tianpeng likes to hear.

Pigsy was so praised that his big ears returned to normal, and he couldn't stop chuckling to himself.

So the second brother took care of all the obstacles along the way, and the infantry behind him practically strolled to Changjiang with Marshal Tianpeng.

"Good brother, you've finally arrived! I've been waiting for you for ages!" Zhu Gaoxu strode up to greet him as soon as they met, his face beaming with smiles, his enthusiasm even greater than that of a blood brother.

"Marshal, you've worked hard." Zhu Di nodded slightly, his tone filled with sincere gratitude, and Zhang Fu and the others followed suit.

"Old Pig is late. I rake a few more hills on the way, which caused a delay. How is everyone? How did the battle go?" Pigsy asked, carrying his rake.