Ming Dynasty: Gain one supernatural power every day

He had a smile on his face, but in his mind he was screaming: You old man, just you wait. I have several videos of you in my hands.

Not only today's "Don't resurrect your grandfather," but also your smug look when those generals were praising you before, are all stored in the jade tablet. They are all exclusive and rare items of the King of Han.

"Father, don't be too sad."

"Since you miss your grandparents so much, I have another way." Zhu Gaoxi saw that Zhu Di had completely relaxed and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Now, Old Deng, get ready for the second wave.

"Pfft—Pfft—"

Zhu Di spat out the mouthful of tea he had just taken a sip of. This time, he happened to be facing Zhu Gaoxu sideways, and the mouthful of tea landed squarely on Zhu Gaoxu.

Zhu Gaoxu was sprayed directly, his face still covered in tea foam, which dripped down his chin.

He wasn't annoyed. He closed his eyes, slowly raised his hand to wipe his face, and then subtly smoothed the jade pendant down, exchanging a knowing glance with Zhu Gaoxi.

"Fourth Prince, your father's heart isn't good. Can't you just say what you have to say all at once?" Zhu Di patted his chest, his voice trembling.

He had already experienced three waves of shocks this morning: "Dad is going to be resurrected," "Dad doesn't need to be resurrected," and "There's another way." He felt damn tired, more tired than if he had been touring the harem for ten days straight.

He even secretly wondered if he should ask the army doctor for two calming pills later, otherwise this fourth brother would drive him to a nervous breakdown.

"The Dao Ancestor recently bestowed upon me a supernatural power, allowing me to know the fate of the Ming Dynasty and travel between the various dynasties of our Ming Dynasty. I can take my family to the Hongwu era to see my grandparents in person." Zhu Gaoxi stopped beating around the bush and finished speaking in one breath.

"What???" Zhu Di and Zhu Gaoxu exclaimed at the same time.

"Fourth brother, let your father catch his breath a little longer... Huff... Huff..." Zhu Di patted his chest again, breathing heavily, and slumped back in his chair with a blank stare.

He was at a loss for words. First it was resurrection, now it was time travel to another dynasty? Each of these events was more outrageous than the last.

"Fourth brother, this time your second brother needs to take a break too." Zhu Gaoxu patted his chest, mirroring Zhu Di's gesture.

He looked at Zhu Di, then at the fourth prince, his mind buzzing.

After all, the resurrection had already been foreshadowed, so at least we had some mental preparation. But traveling through dynasties was something we could never have imagined in eight lifetimes. Even gods wouldn't have such supernatural powers!

Moreover, judging from what my fourth brother said, this supernatural power can even know the fate of the Ming Dynasty? Doesn't that mean he can know the rise and fall of the Ming Dynasty for the next few hundred years?

This is...this is too...too...

"Fourth brother, just now... if I heard correctly." It took Zhu Di a long time to sit up straight again.

His voice was still trembling slightly: "You mean, you can find out how many years the Ming Dynasty lasted?"

"It can also travel between different dynasties of the Ming Dynasty."

"And you need to go see your grandparents. You don't need to resurrect them; just go directly to the Hongwu Dynasty."

"Yes and no?"

He finished speaking haltingly, pausing several times, clearly shaken by the series of explosions. By the end, his voice was trembling.

"Fourth brother, is that what Father said?" Zhu Gaoxu's eyes widened, his face still bearing traces of tea that had been sprayed earlier, but his expression was more serious than ever before.

"Yes, Father, Second Brother, that's roughly the idea." Zhu Gaoxi nodded.

After he finished speaking, he activated the Book of Myriad Phenomena, and two thick books appeared out of thin air on the table. They had blue silk covers and yellow inscriptions, and were in the style of official historical books.

Zhu Gaoxi pushed the two books in front of Zhu Di and Zhu Gaoxu respectively: "These contain records of the Ming Dynasty's fate. You can take a look."

Zhu Di and Zhu Gaoxu exchanged a glance, then looked down at the book in front of them.

When Zhu Di took the book, his fingers trembled slightly. After all, this thin book carried the fate of his entire Ming Dynasty.

He took a deep breath and didn't rush to open it. Instead, he first rubbed the cover with his palm, as if to feel its heavy weight.

Zhu Gaochi took the book, his mouth agape. He looked at the book in his hand, then at his fourth brother, repeating this several times before finally managing to stammer, "Fourth brother, is this... the fate of our Great Ming Dynasty?"

"Just open it and you'll see," Zhu Gaoxi said slowly.

He brought up the matter of resurrection today to see Zhu Di's reaction, and now that he's had his fill, it's time to give him a little something in return.

Zhu Di and Zhu Gaochi reached out to turn the pages of the book at the same time. Just as their fingers touched the cover, a series of hurried footsteps sounded outside.

Zhang Fu's voice rang out from outside the door: "Your Majesty, the army is fully prepared and ready to depart at any time!"

Zhu Di's hand hovered above the book's pages. He glanced at it, then calmly closed the book, tucked it into his robes, straightened his clothes, and resumed his imposing imperial demeanor: "Understood, I will be there soon."

Zhu Gaoxu quickly stuffed the book into his pocket, thinking, "Oh well, I'll find a chance to read it slowly during the march."

The three of them got up and went out.

As soon as I stepped onto the veranda, I saw Pigsy carrying a rake, humming a little tune, slowly walking towards me.

He's in great spirits today. He had a good drink yesterday and slept soundly for half the night. He's at his peak of energy and vitality.

Upon seeing Zhu Di and Zhu Gaochi, he greeted them from afar with clasped hands: "Your Majesty, my brother, my buddy, you've finally come out! I've been waiting for you for a while!"

Upon seeing Zhu Bajie, Zhu Gaoxu immediately forgot everything that had just happened and strode up to him: "Brother, how was it? Did you enjoy the wine last night?"

"That's awesome! That's so awesome! I haven't had this much fun in ages!" Pigsy chuckled, then patted Zhu Gaoxu's shoulder and whispered, "Brother, I took what you told me last night seriously. Remember to take me with you when we get back to the capital."

"Of course! When we get back to the capital, I'll definitely take you out for a good time!" Zhu Gaoxu patted his chest and promised.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Fu had already prepared his army and was ready to set off.

Upon hearing the word "departure," Pigsy immediately became serious, hoisted his rake onto his shoulder, and exclaimed, "Alright! Let's go, let's go!"

The group walked out of the camp, chatting and laughing.

Zhu Di and Zhu Gaochi mounted their respective tiger kings, and two somersault clouds surged beneath their hooves, slowly lifting the two tigers into the air.

Pigsy rode a lion, carrying a rake, and followed beside him. Generals Zhang Fu, Zheng Heng, Xue Lu, Qiu Fu, and others each mounted a lion. The lions roared a few times and formed a neat line.

Following that, the Rhino Vanguard Battalion and the War Elephant Supply Corps lined up in succession, and the entire army slowly advanced towards Xinfu County.