Ming Dynasty: Gain one supernatural power every day

"Fourth brother, you...you're serious? Don't joke with your second brother!" Zhu Gaoxu choked on his words, and after a long pause, he finally managed to stammer out this question.

Zhu Di stared intently at his fourth son, his expression extremely complex.

There was shock and anticipation in the pig's eyes, but even more so, an overwhelming sense of fear that it couldn't suppress.

He thought for a while, then put on a calm demeanor: "Fourth brother, you...you really can...bring your grandfather and the others back to life?"

After saying this, Zhu Di's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, the blood in his heart surged, and his whole body felt as if it were on fire.

Then, he suddenly became a drama queen, his voice choked up, and he trembled as he said, "Although Dad misses your grandpa and the others very much, he wants me to be there to fulfill my filial duties to them."

"But after all, they've worked hard for half their lives, and it's rare for them to have peace and quiet down here. Let's not disturb them and let them enjoy their lives in the afterlife."

He took another deep breath, as if he had made a decision: "Besides, fourth brother, you know our family's situation."

"If your eldest and second uncles come back, what... what should we do?"

"So even if we're going to resurrect him, we need a plan. For example, we could resurrect your maternal grandfather, Xu Da, since your mother most wants to see him."

"Then, at most we can invite your grandmother up. As for your grandfather... let him rest well down there, after all, he's worked hard all his life..."

At this point, Zhu Di paused, gave his fourth son a knowing look, and blinked twice.

The implication is clear: Empress Ma can be resurrected, and Xu Da can also be resurrected, but Zhu Chongba (Zhu Yuanzhang) cannot be resurrected; he will remain dead forever.

Zhu Gaoxu almost couldn't help but laugh, and quickly buried his head to pretend to wipe his mouth, but his shoulders swayed back and forth.

He thought to himself: Father, are you choosing concubines here, and even prioritizing them?

You say nice things, like "let them enjoy their lives down there," but all you really mean is that you're afraid your grandfather will come up and settle scores with you.

And then there's your uncle. It's one thing for you to hunt down Zhu Yunwen—after all, that kid treated you badly, made you eat pig swill, and almost killed you. But how did you treat your uncle's other children afterward? You used to always tell us how good your uncle was to you, how much he took care of you, but now if he were really brought up, you'd be the first one to be afraid to face him.

"Alright then, Dad. Isn't it a bit inappropriate to just call Grandma up and not Grandpa?" Zhu Gaoxi asked earnestly, but glanced at Zhu Gaoxu out of the corner of his eye.

Zhu Gaoxu understood immediately.

When it comes to doing serious business, we might need to discuss it further, but when it comes to these shady dealings, we're completely on the same page.

He subtly placed the jade pendant under the edge of the table, at an angle that would capture Zhu Di's face without being noticed.

He thought to himself: Doesn't Dad always tell us to take care of our fourth brother? I'm taking care of our fourth brother too.

What if my fourth brother really does resurrect Grandpa someday? If I put this scene in front of Grandpa, wow, wouldn't that be even more exciting than the Jingnan Rebellion? It's practically a Ming Dynasty version of PUBG!

Zhu Di was completely unaware of his second son's subtle actions. At that moment, all his attention was focused on this matter, and he couldn't care about anything else. This shows that Chongba suppressed Judy's bloodline.

He pondered for a moment, then nodded and said earnestly, "It's alright. Just tell your grandmother that there are limited spots for resurrection, or that your supernatural powers are limited, and you can only invite one person at a time. Your grandmother is the most kind-hearted person she can be; she certainly won't blame you."

"Yes, that's what I said." Zhu Di repeated it again, as if to encourage himself.

Zhu Gaoxu, listening from the side, was overjoyed: Yes, yes, yes, that's it! Speak louder! That's it, right!

Let me elaborate further. I must make sure the central message of "not resurrecting Grandpa" is crystal clear. If Grandpa does come back to life, I'll hand him the video, and he'll either skin you alive or change his surname to yours!

Then I'll still call myself Zhu Gaoxu. I'm so clever!

"Alright then, Father, I think you're right. The most important thing for us children is filial piety. Since Grandma came up alone and Grandpa is lonely down there, why not just not bring them back to life? As a family, the most important thing is to be together." Zhu Gaoxi continued, following Zhu Di's lead, because he was a filial son.

Moreover, he cannot actually resurrect Zhu Yuanzhang now. He just wanted to see Zhu Di's reaction today, and incidentally let Zhu Gaoxu, the "first photographer of the Ming Dynasty," record the good life.

As expected, Zhu Di's reaction was even more brilliant than he had anticipated.

Zhu Di's brows relaxed as soon as he heard the first half of the sentence, but when he heard the second half, a huge weight was lifted from his heart.

But he dared not show it, only letting out a slight breath, as if he had put down some heavy burden.

"Alas, although your father and mother miss your grandfather and grandmother very much, but..." Zhu Di feigned regret and sighed deeply.

He picked up his teacup to catch his breath, and added, "Fourth Prince is indeed a filial and good child. It was not in vain that I... I did not waste my love for you."

He took another sip of tea as he spoke.

That morning, his mood was like a rollercoaster, going up and down, almost giving him a heart attack. Luckily, it turned out to be a false alarm.

The main problem was that Zhu Yuanzhang, who was on the basement level, almost took the elevator up. Fortunately, Zhu Di, the fourth son of the Zhu family, was filial and quick-witted, and managed to push the elevator back down to the basement level.

This action is truly an act of filial piety.

Zhu Gaoxu watched everything from the sidelines.

He knew his father all too well. He might have sounded more heartbroken than anyone else, but he was probably secretly overjoyed. As expected of an Emperor-level expert, he was terrifyingly powerful.

Look how smoothly he drinks his tea, how fake his sighs are, he's almost humming a few lines. He was secretly making up his thoughts when Zhu Di suddenly put down his teacup, turned his head, and his gaze fell on him.

"Second son, what are you doing over there? You're drinking tea so fast your face is all white, and you've spilled it all over yourself! Clumsy and clumsy, what kind of behavior is this!" Zhu Di was looking for someone to distract him, and Zhu Gaoxu just happened to walk right into his line of fire.

He frowned and began to berate, "Look at how filial and steady your fourth brother is, and then look at yourself. You idle away your days, with your pointy mouth and monkey-like face, what kind of person are you! Learn from your fourth brother!"

Zhu Gaoxu's hand trembled from the scolding, and the jade pendant almost slipped out of his sleeve.

He quickly stuffed the jade pendant back in, picked up the teacup and took a big gulp to calm his nerves. But he drank too fast and the tea dripped down his chin, which confirmed Zhu Di's words about him being "clumsy".

He nodded while wiping his mouth with his sleeve: "Father is right, I will definitely learn from my fourth brother."