Ming Dynasty: Gain one supernatural power every day

"Second son," Zhu Di gazed ahead, remaining silent for a long time, before suddenly asking, "Do you still want this throne?"

"I want to... Pshaw! I don't want to!"

Zhu Gaoxu almost blurted out his true feelings, so he quickly spat out a few mouthfuls of saliva and shook his head like a rattle drum.

"Father, my fourth brother is going to be granted a divine title soon, what use is this throne to me? The eldest brother should sit on it. Even if you gave it to me now, I wouldn't want it!"

Zhu Di glanced at him and snorted, "I was just asking casually. Do you really think you're someone important? Even if you wanted it, the throne wouldn't be yours."

Zhu Di felt a little uneasy. When did the throne of the Ming Dynasty become so worthless? Even his second son, that stinking soldier, was acting as if it were too hot to handle.

But then I thought about it again, and it's true, if you can be a god, who would be an emperor?

He glanced at the fourth prince beside him, secretly pleased: I, Zhu, am both an emperor and a god.

"I don't want it. Give it to whoever you want. I'm afraid if I try again, my own nephew will turn me into roast chicken again." Zhu Gaoxu pouted. "Dad, you don't want to see me become like that, do you?"

Zhu Di was speechless for a moment after being uttered these words, and finally said, "You... sigh! It's true that Zhanji was wrong about this. But that's a matter for the future! With the Fourth Prince here, this won't happen."

"Don't keep bringing this up, and don't let it cause any resentment. When you get back, spend more time with Zhanji; he's still young!"

As Zhu Di spoke, his tone softened.

Ultimately, although the second son was a scoundrel, it would be hard for anyone to bear being treated like that by their own nephew. He was afraid that because of this, the second son would hold a grudge against Zhu Zhanji.

After all, his eldest nephew, Zhu Yunwen, had a falling out with him, and now nobody knows where he is! I wonder how he's been doing all these years!

Over the years, he has missed his nephew very much. He sent so many people to look for him, but there was still no news. He missed him terribly!

He didn't want this longing to continue!

"Yes, Second Brother, don't worry, with me here, this will definitely not happen again."

Hearing this, Zhu Gaoxi also stepped forward to advise, "Firstly, Zhanji is still young; secondly, I believe that Second Brother is a magnanimous person and would never hold a grudge against a child over something that hasn't happened yet. Right, Second Brother?"

Zhu Gaoxi knew that Zhu Gaoxu's repeated mention of "roast chicken" meant he was genuinely bothered by it; otherwise, given Zhu Gaoxu's personality, he wouldn't have kept bringing it up.

He didn't want to create discord between his brothers and nephews just because he published a book. As the old saying goes, harmony in the family brings prosperity in all things; one shouldn't lose sight of the bigger picture for the sake of a small matter.

"Hmph, of course. Your second brother is known for his magnanimity; who in the entire army doesn't know that?" Zhu Gaoxu realized the protagonist was offering a way out, so he accepted it.

"Fourth brother, your second brother wouldn't hold a grudge against a child over something that didn't even happen."

Even so, his expression was still not very pleasant, and he was clearly still awkward.

Seeing this, Zhu Gaoxi secretly used his divine sense to transmit a message to Zhu Bajie: "Second Brother, please help me persuade Second Brother."

Pigsy was carrying his rake and following beside him when he suddenly heard the protagonist's voice in his mind. He was startled, but then he realized what was going on and thought to himself: It's not surprising that a disciple of Laozi can use telepathy.

He cleared his throat, rode his lion, approached Zhu Gaoxu, and patted Zhu Gaoxu on the shoulder.

"Brother, let me just say a few words. I heard a rough outline from what you just said, and I understand. Anyone would feel bad if their nephew did that to them. But this hasn't actually happened yet. We're family, blood is thicker than water. Besides, the child is still young, we absolutely can't let this cause a rift in the family."

When Zhu Gaoxu saw that even Marshal Tianpeng had come to persuade him, his expression softened, and he waved his hand, saying, "Brother, I am not a petty person... I would not stoop to the level of arguing with a child."

He paused, then added, "However, you still need to give me some time to catch my breath."

Seeing this, Zhu Di knew that his second son still harbored resentment. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly said...

"Alright, second son, I know you're upset. Hmm... how about this? Didn't fourth son say he could travel through dynasties? If not, I'll take you to the Xuande era and save that person there yourself. What do you think?"

As soon as he said it, Zhu Di even changed his self-reference from "朕" (Zhen, meaning "I" or "the Emperor") to "爹" (Die, meaning "father"), clearly intending to appease his second son.

Zhu Gaoxu suddenly looked up, his eyes instantly lighting up.

"Yes! Second brother, if you're really feeling unwell, we can find some time later to make a trip to Zhanji's court and bring you back there. That way, the trouble that happened later won't happen again. What do you think?"

Zhu Gaoxi didn't expect Zhu Di to react so quickly. He was just about to suggest this method when his father beat him to it.

"Your Majesty, brother, young master! What you're saying has confused me, Old Pig. What do you mean by time travel? I, Old Zhu, don't quite understand!" Pigsy looked bewildered. He hadn't eaten with Zhu Di and the others that morning and was unaware of Zhu Gaoxi's new supernatural power.

"Hey, brother, I forgot. You don't know about this, do you?" Zhu Gaoxu's eyes lit up when he heard that Marshal Tianpeng didn't know about this. He immediately rode the Fierce Tiger King a few steps to his side.

"What's going on, brother?" Pigsy was also completely baffled, looking utterly confused.

"That's right, my fourth brother! He can travel through time and space." Zhu Gaoxu said slowly with a profound and unfathomable look on his face.

"What?! Time travel?" Upon hearing this, Pigsy shouted and jumped off the lion's back, almost losing his balance.

"Brother, come here, come here. What's the big deal?" Zhu Gaoxu was pleased with Zhu Bajie's reaction and waved his hand smugly.

Zhu Gaoxi and Zhu Di watched in stunned silence.

Wasn't he just feeling down because his nephew roasted him? How come he suddenly comes alive the moment he hears a reason to brag?

The second son's illness is probably so serious that he could be cured without any medicine if he were given something to brag about.

Just like those middle-aged women in the village who get free eggs, as soon as they hear there are free eggs, their backs stop hurting, their legs stop aching, and they walk faster than young people.

"That's how it is..."

"ah!!!"

"And then..."

"What??? Oh, oh—"

The two huddled together, one talking animatedly, the other listening with wide-eyed surprise, their conversation extremely lively.