Ming Dynasty: Gain one supernatural power every day

At the same time, Zhu Gaoxi and Zhu Gaoxu walked side by side toward the west side of the camp.

When the officials of Prince Rui’s mansion saw their prince approaching from afar, they all went to greet him.

Xu Jingchang walked at the front, clasped his hands in a salute, and said in a steady voice, "Your Highness Prince Rui."

He then turned to Zhu Gaoxu and bowed in the same manner, saying, "Your Highness, Prince of Han."

In the military camp, it was more appropriate to use formal titles, and he, being from the Duke of Dingguo's family, knew exactly how to strike the right balance.

Qiu Sheng followed closely behind, his back ramrod straight, and bowed with clasped hands: "Your Highness!" Zheng Cong, Zhang Ni, and Xue Bin also bowed in unison.

They had been waiting outside since early morning. Although they didn't know what the prince was going to do today, they had been following Prince Rui for the past few days...

They had developed a habit: wherever the prince went, they followed. In any case, the prince's every move was an eye-opener for them, and they all considered themselves the most loyal supporters of Prince Rui.

The officials from the Prince of Han's residence also followed Zhu Gaoxu. The officials from both residences joined together and marched in a grand procession towards the open space.

Near the open space, a few soldiers were sparsely carrying the last batch of supplies.

When they saw the Prince of Han and the Prince of Rui arriving with a large entourage, they all stopped and glanced at them curiously. But no one dared to put down what they were doing and run off to see what was going on.

A young soldier, carrying a pack on his shoulder, whispered to the older soldier beside him, "Hey, what do you think those two princes are going to do?"

The veteran didn't even look up: "Stop asking questions, just hurry up and move. You'll find out when you're done."

The young soldier glanced back again and saw that His Highness Prince Rui was standing in the middle of the open space, looking around. He quickly looked away and hurried away.

Zhu Gaoxi stood in the center of the open space, looking around.

This place was indeed quite large, with flat terrain, enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people lining up. He nodded in satisfaction.

Zhu Gaoxu was extremely anxious, rubbing his hands and pacing in circles, repeatedly urging, "Fourth brother, hurry, quickly display your supernatural power! Let your second brother see it!"

With his other hand, he had already taken out the jade pendant, his finger hovering above the record button. Ever since the video of the grain distribution he recorded in Taiping Prefecture was posted in the group and received great praise, he had developed the habit of recording everything. By "everything," he meant that he would record anything related to his fourth brother.

Zhu Gaoxi glanced at him, put his finger to his lips, and gently shushed him: "Don't rush, Second Brother, step back a little."

Zhu Gaoxu immediately shut his mouth and obediently took a step back.

The only person in the world who can make His Highness the Prince of Han so obedient is probably the fourth prince.

The officials from the two prefectures behind him also held their breath, staring intently at Prince Rui in the open space.

Zheng Cong nudged Zhang Ni with his elbow and whispered, "Look, look!" Then they noticed that the Prince of Han had raised the jade tablet. They almost forgot about the tablet's recording function and hurriedly pulled out their jade tablets.

Since learning how to record video yesterday, the officials of Prince Rui's mansion have been recording and archiving any interesting events they encounter. In Zheng Cong's words, "Every move the prince makes deserves to be remembered by history." They were so excited just now that they forgot about this function.

Zhu Gaoxi raised his right hand, and a golden light flashed at his fingertips.

The divine craftsmanship was instantly activated, and golden rays of light appeared out of thin air, as if an invisible hand was painting in the air.

The light intertwined, swirled, and converged above the open space, gradually outlining the silhouette of a huge doorway.

Immediately afterwards, wood, metal, and jade emerged from the void. The grain of the sandalwood was as warm and smooth as jade, and the doorposts were carved with flowing cloud patterns and dragon scales. Every dragon whisker was exquisitely detailed down to the millimeter. A row of fist-sized luminous pearls was inlaid on the lintel, shimmering with a soft glow in the morning light.

On either side of the door frame, a five-clawed golden dragon coils, its body entwining around the doorpost and spiraling upwards. The dragon heads meet above the lintel, each holding a ruby ​​the size of a pigeon's egg in its mouth, vibrant and lustrous, like two solidified flames.

The most exquisite feature is the square, faceted gemstone, about the size of a palm, set right in the center of the lintel. It is completely transparent and reflects the sunlight, casting a rainbow-colored spot of light on the open ground in front of the door.

Upon closer inspection, a faint line of small text could be found deep within the gemstone: "Thank you for your support, dear reader."

The entire gate shone with a faint golden glow in the morning light, making it look like something out of the mortal world, or perhaps the southern gate of heaven that had accidentally fallen down.

The open space was deathly silent.

Then things exploded.

The open space was deathly silent.

Then things exploded.

"This...this...such a big door!" Qiu Sheng's mouth was agape, big enough to fit an egg.

"Could this gate be the gate to the celestial realm? Did Your Highness bring down the Southern Heavenly Gate?" Zheng Cong almost dropped the jade tablet in his hand, but he reacted quickly and grabbed it back. However, his hand, which was recording the video, was shaking uncontrollably.

"What's behind this door? Could it be the Immortal Realm? Could we go and see the Immortal Realm?" Xue Bin's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Zhang Ni's eyes were fixed on the material of the golden dragons on the doorposts and the size of the row of luminous pearls on the lintel. His mind raced, calculating how much silver these things could fetch in the capital. Halfway through the calculation, the number was already so large that he couldn't believe it himself. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "My goodness, how much silver is this worth...?"

"Could this be the gate to the celestial realm?"

"This door is truly a masterpiece of craftsmanship!"

"One of those gems on the door could buy a whole house..."

The officials of the Prince of Han's residence craned their necks and chattered amongst themselves.

Zhu Gaoxu looked at the group of people behind him who were all dumbfounded, and his sense of superiority instantly exploded.

He stood with his hands on his hips, head held high, looking as smug as if he had built the door himself, and shouted, "You bunch of bumpkins! This is my fourth brother's new supernatural power—teleportation! As for this door…"

He glanced at the magnificent golden gate, his mind racing. "This gate is called the Teleportation Portal!"

"So it was a portal! Thank you for your guidance, Your Highness!"

"Your Highness, the Prince of Han, is indeed knowledgeable and insightful; I admire you greatly!"

"With His Highness the Prince of Han present, we officials have truly broadened our horizons!"

The officials of the Prince of Han's residence paused for a moment, then realized what was happening and bowed in agreement.

They knew their prince's personality all too well; His Highness the Prince of Han didn't like to hear anything else but praise for his extensive knowledge and experience.

Besides, supporting the Prince of Han isn't a bad deal. The gifts he casually bestows when he's in a good mood are more than their annual salary.

This isn't flattery; it's normal social interaction. If your boss gives you bonuses every day, wouldn't you be happy to say a few nice words?

Zhu Gaoxu felt completely comfortable being flattered. He put his hands on his hips, puffed out his chest, and gestured towards Zhu Gaoxi with his lip: "Fourth brother, the door is finished. What's next?"