Ming Dynasty: Gain one supernatural power every day

Zhu Gaoxu stood on the ground, looking up at the group of people at the table who kept talking about him. He wanted to step over and argue with them, but he tripped over the hem of his overly long robe as soon as he lifted his foot, and stumbled two steps before regaining his balance.

He looked down at his cuffs and hem that dragged on the floor, then looked up at the people laughing hysterically around the table. He gripped the sides of his shirt tightly with both hands and dared not move.

He was afraid that if he loosened his grip, the large robe would slip off his shoulders, and with his nephew Zhu Zhanji present, he would be utterly humiliated.

Zhu Gaochi was the first to notice his embarrassment. He wiped away the tears of laughter and slowly said, "Second brother, why aren't you moving? Come sit here with your elder brother. Standing is tiring."

Seeing his boss's demeanor, Zhu Gaoxu knew he was up to no good and stood there, saying, "Boss, stop pretending to be a good guy... Don't worry about me!"

Zhu Gaochi then said slowly and deliberately, "Second brother, what are you saying? Aren't we family? Look at you now, do you want your elder brother to carry you over?"

Zhu Gaosui slapped the table and laughed: "Boss, how come I never realized you were so mischievous before... hahaha."

Zhu Gaoxu was so angry that he gritted his teeth and could only grip the collar of his robe tightly, his short legs frozen in place.

Zhu Zhanji lay on the table, his face flushed with laughter, teasing Zhu Gaoxu and even leaning his head out to shout at him, "Second Uncle, hit me! Hit me!"

Zhu Gaoxu was so angry that he raised his hand to reach for him, but as soon as he loosened his grip, his robes slipped to the side, so he quickly clenched them again and dared not move.

Zhu Gaoxu hesitated for a while, then turned to look at Zhu Gaoxi, his childish voice tinged with a hint of pleading: "Fourth brother... can you turn me back?"

Zhu Gaoxi took a sip of milk tea: "Second brother, didn't you ask me to extend your lifespan? We're brothers, so I specially added more than ten years for you?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhu Gaosui immediately chimed in, thinking this was a perfect opportunity to curry favor with his fourth brother: "Second brother, fourth brother is right! This is a good thing! Second brother, think about it, fourth brother has made you look a few years younger, which is equivalent to directly adding more than ten years to your lifespan. See how good fourth brother is to you!"

After he finished speaking, he turned slightly to Zhu Gaoxi with a sly smile, as if to say, "Fourth brother, look how shrewd I am."

Zhu Gaoxu was furious when he heard Zhu Gaosui's words.

This third brother always boasts that he's a member of the Second Brother's faction and the Han King's faction, but he betrays them at crucial moments, colluding with the eldest brother to undermine him. Sure enough, the princess was right; the third brother has a pointed face and monkey cheeks, and he doesn't look like a good person at all.

Zhu Gaochi nodded: "Third brother is right." Zhu Zhanji also nodded, mimicking his father's tone: "Yes, third uncle is right!"

Seeing that his elder brother and nephew were agreeing with him, Zhu Gaosui felt very pleased. He turned slightly towards Zhu Gaoxi, thinking only of pleasing him, without considering whether Zhu Gaoxu would beat him up once he recovered.

Zhu Gaoxu, seeing Zhu Gaosui's sycophantic face, gritted his teeth in anger, thinking: "Third brother, you just wait and see how I deal with you once I recover." He had already mentally cursed his third brother eight hundred times over.

Zhu Gaoxu turned to Zhu Gaoxi and pleaded, "Fourth brother...have you had enough fun? Quickly turn me back! Otherwise, I really can't go back today!"

Zhu Gaoxi looked at his second brother's pitiful appearance and said, "Second brother, it's not impossible to turn you back, but you have to promise me one thing."

"A hundred pieces will do..." Zhu Gaoxu replied.

"Then, Second Brother, you learn this move from me, and then say a few words, 'I am the Milk Dragon, I am the Milk Dragon,' and I will turn you back." Zhu Gaoxi walked to the center of the hall, squatted down with his feet together, and swayed his hips from side to side.

When Zhu Gaosui heard the words "revert back to normal," his heart skipped a beat. If his second brother recovered, he would be the first one to be punished.

He quickly stood up: "Fourth brother, third brother still has matters to attend to with the Embroidered Uniform Guard, I'll take my leave first!"

After saying that, he picked up his things and slipped towards the door, but when he got to the door, he didn't actually leave. He hid by the door frame and peeked inside, wanting to know what "I am Milk Dragon" meant.

Zhu Gaoxu saw his third brother sneak to the door and gritted his teeth, shouting, "Third brother, you just wait!" Zhu Gaosui shrank back and didn't answer, but stood at the door and quietly looked inside.

Zhu Gaoxu took a deep breath, squatted down like Zhu Gaoxi, gestured with his two small hands, and swayed his hips left and right a couple of times.

It cried out in a childish voice, "I...I'm the Milk Dragon...I'm the Milk Dragon!"

Its voice is typical of Shao Tai, and with its chubby little face and loose-fitting robe, it looks exactly like a little dragon.

The side hall erupted in chaos.

Zhu Zhanji laughed so hard he slid off his chair, while Zhu Gaochi leaned back in his chair, tears streaming down his face. Zhu Gaosui, standing at the door, saw his second brother's state and laughed so hard he slapped the doorframe, clutching his stomach as he squatted by the door. It took him a long time to stand up, leaning on the doorframe, almost laughing himself to death.

After Zhu Gaoxu finished his actions, his face turned bright red, and he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Fourth Brother! That's enough! Change me back!"

Zhu Gaoxi smiled and nodded, his fingertips lighting up with white light again as he gently brushed them towards Zhu Gaoxu.

He was enveloped in white light, and his figure slowly grew from that of a four or five-year-old child to that of a man in his early twenties, with a tall and straight build, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, exuding the sharpness unique to a young military general.

Zhu Gaochi looked him up and down several times: "Second brother, you've become younger?"

"Indeed, Second Uncle has indeed become younger," Zhu Zhanji said, looking him over.

Zhu Gaosui watched from the doorway as his second brother recovered and even became younger. He also wanted his fourth brother to do the same for him, since none of the brothers were in their prime anymore, even though they were all still young.

Then he suddenly remembered that the first thing his second brother would do after recovering was to settle scores with him. He abruptly sat up straight: "Fourth brother, third brother really has to go, there's an urgent matter with the Embroidered Uniform Guard!" After saying that, he turned around and ran.

Zhu Gaoxu overheard Zhu Gaochi telling his nephew that he had become younger. He stretched his limbs, which had returned to their original state, and grinned happily: "I'm back, I'm back... even more comfortable than before."

Then, seeing the third brother about to run away, he quickly chased after him: "Third brother, don't rush! Second brother is leaving too, let's go together!"

Zhu Gaoxu was, after all, a military general, and Zhu Gaosui was caught up with not far away. Zhu Gaoxu then grabbed him with one hand and said, "Third brother, just now at the dinner table you said I was the youngest, and you joined your eldest brother in belittling me. Do you think that was the right thing to do?"

Zhu Gaosui forced an awkward smile: "Second brother, I was wrong. I was just... I was really happy for you... really..."

Zhu Gaoxu didn't let go, but hugged her even tighter: "Let's go back to the manor with your second brother, and we'll have a good talk."

Zhu Zhanji, slumped over the table, called out towards the door, "Third Uncle, good luck to you!"

Zhu Gaoxu glanced back at the doorway and said, "Nephew, I'll come back and have a good chat with you after I've finished talking with your third uncle."

Zhu Zhanji shrank back and quickly slipped back behind the table.