Ming Dynasty: Gain one supernatural power every day

Yang Ji was the first to come to his senses and quickly cupped his hands, saying, "Your Highness's kindness is deeply appreciated by us. Before we set off, we would like to return to our residence first, firstly to inform our elders of our mission, and secondly to pack our belongings so that we can set off immediately to find the gourd."

Zhu Gaoxi nodded and told them to go and prepare.

The group bowed deeply once more, then stepped onto their somersault clouds and wobbled into the air. At first, they flew erratically, but being young, they adapted quickly and soon stabilized their cloud formations.

A few white clouds carried them each toward their own residences.

The group stood on the clouds, their robes fluttering, all with the same thought in their minds: if they rode the clouds back home like this, their parents would probably be astonished.

After assigning tasks to his subordinates, Zhu Gaoxi turned around. In the corner of the courtyard, Little Tigger was tiptoeing and peeking over, with Qiu Tang and Yue He standing beside him. All of them stared wide-eyed.

They had been serving Zhu Gaoxi ever since he established his own residence, and were used to the prince's occasional antics, but they would still be stunned for a while every time they saw him.

Little Snot was the first to come to his senses. When he saw Zhu Gaoxi waving at him, he quickly ran forward, almost knocking his whisk away.

Zhu Gaoxi looked at him and said gently, "Little snotty-nosed boy, you've been serving me for quite some time now. I'll give you two choices."

"If you wish to leave the palace and return home, I can help you recover and give you some money so you can go back to your hometown to live a normal life. If you wish to stay, you can continue to remain in the palace."

Upon hearing this, Little Snot's expression froze for a moment, then his eyes reddened.

He knelt down with a thud, speaking rapidly and urgently: "Your Highness! Your Highness, please don't let me leave! I have no family left outside, the Prince's mansion is my home, please let me stay!"

Zhu Gaoxi was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, then stay."

He added, "If you ever want to leave the manor in the future, and find someone you like and want to settle down with, just tell me, and I can let you leave and help you recover."

Little Snot blushed and hurriedly kowtowed, thanking Your Highness and saying he wanted to stay in the manor.

Without saying much, he raised his hand and sent a beam of light of time onto Little Snot.

The light fixed his physical condition in that moment. In the future, there will be many spiritual objects in the palace, and he will eat more things that strengthen his body. His body will get better and better, but he will not grow anything that should not grow, so as to avoid embarrassment.

Little Snot felt a warm feeling envelop her. Although she didn't know exactly what had happened, she knew that His Highness had once again shown her favor.

He kowtowed several times before standing up, wiping away his tears.

Zhu Gaoxi then looked at Qiutang and Yuehe, his tone equally gentle: "The same goes for you. If you want to leave the manor in the future, I will not stop you. Whether you marry or return to your hometown, it is up to you to decide."

"If you are currently on duty at the manor and want to go home to visit your family during holidays, just tell the steward and the manor will send guards to escort you."

Qiu Tang and Yue He were both stunned. They had never heard of such a favor in all the years they had served in the palace.

Qiu Tang, unusually lacking her usual composure, said in a slightly trembling voice that His Highness was too kind to them.

Yuehe's eyes welled up with tears, and she whispered, "This servant is not going anywhere."

Zhu Gaoxi didn't say anything more. He took out several gourds from the jade gourd at his waist and gave one to each of them, along with the one for Little Snot.

What Little Snot was given was a wine gourd that could produce its own spirit wine. It would be useful when people from the Prince's mansion sent gifts in the future, to return the favor.

Qiu Tang was given a gourd with a wood attribute that could produce spiritual liquid to water flowers, so she was entrusted with taking care of the flowers and plants in the mansion.

What was given to Yuehe was a gourd that could repel insects and emitted a faint, exotic fragrance. In the summer, it could repel snakes, insects, mosquitoes, and flies, and it could also help plants grow.

The three men held their gourds with great delight and were about to kneel down to express their gratitude when Zhu Gaoxi waved his hand to stop them.

Several subordinate officials rode their somersault clouds back to their respective residences, each making a bigger commotion than the last.

Just as Yang Ji's cloud drifted over his own residence, the steward was carrying a tea tray past under the eaves. He looked up and saw the tea tray crash to the ground with a bang.

He tilted his head back, his mouth agape enough to fit an egg, and it took him a long time to come to his senses. He then scrambled towards the study, shouting, "Master! Master! Young Master is back riding on a cloud! Young Master is flying in the sky!"

Yang Shiqi was reviewing official documents in his study when he heard this, and his pen paused, the ink spreading into a small blot on the paper.

He put down his pen, walked slowly into the yard, looked up, and sure enough, his son was standing on a white cloud, beginning to descend.

Yang Ji landed, put away his somersault cloud, and recounted in detail the whole story of how he entered the mansion, obtained the cloud and gourd, and took on his duties that day.

Yang Shiqi had experienced cloud soaring that morning, and his face remained as calm as ever. He simply nodded and said, "Your Highness is very kind to bestow this gourd magic weapon upon you. You must do your best."

However, when he turned to go back to his study, his steps were noticeably lighter than usual.

Jian Fang, on the other hand, was not so subtle.

The boy had barely landed in the courtyard on his cloud when he yelled at the top of his lungs toward the main hall, "Father! Mother! Come out and see!"

Hearing the sound, Jian Yi and his wife came out. When Mrs. Jian looked up, she saw her son standing on a white cloud. She immediately clutched her chest and repeatedly uttered "Amitabha" several times: "My son has become an immortal? My son has become an immortal?"

Jian Yi remained calm, quickly stepping forward to look at his son, his tone tinged with rare excitement: "Did His Highness Prince Rui give this to you?"

Jian Fang nodded vigorously, then took out the sword-nurturing gourd and presented it to his father with both hands.

Jian Yi took the gourd and examined it for a moment before handing it back to his son. He patted his son's shoulder forcefully and said, "Do a good job. His Highness even gave you such a magical treasure. If you don't do a good job, don't come back to see me."

The homes of military commanders present a completely different style.

Zheng Cong had just landed on a cloud in his own courtyard when Marquis Wu'an, Zheng Heng, was practicing his swordplay there.

He looked up and saw his son standing on a cloud, the knife in his hand almost flying out of his grasp.

He wasn't among the ministers at Prince Rui's residence that morning, who were being carried away by Zhu Di on clouds. Watching Zhang Fu and Xue Lu ride away on the clouds, he felt an overwhelming sense of envy.

Now look what's happened! On his very first day at Prince Rui's mansion, his son rode Yun back home and even got a precious gourd.

Zheng Heng stuck his knife into the weapon rack, strode over to the Somersault Cloud, and without saying a word, reached out and pressed his hand on the surface of the cloud.

Then he looked back at his son, then at Yun, and forced a kind smile onto his face: "Cong'er, don't worry about your duties at Prince Rui's residence."

"Are you in a hurry? If you are, don't rush. Take Dad for a couple of laps first."

"Father, His Highness Prince Rui needs a gourd. I'm leaving to find one right away. Don't cause any trouble, wait for me to return..." Zheng Cong said hurriedly.

When Zheng Heng heard that it was Prince Rui who had something to do, he waved his hand and said, "Never mind then, take care of Prince Rui's business first. Remember to take your old man for a couple of laps when you get back."

When Zhang Ni returned to his residence, the old steward of the Duke of Ying's mansion was watering flowers in the courtyard.

He looked up and saw Zhang Ni riding on a cloud, and the water ladle in his hand fell into the well with a splash.

Before Zhang Ni even landed, the old butler had already turned and ran towards the backyard, shouting as he ran, "Madam! Madam! The Second Young Master has returned riding on a cloud! The Second Young Master has become an immortal!"

The families of several officials were in similar situations. The adults in their families were all happy about this and then instructed them to serve His Highness Prince Rui well.