Ming Dynasty: Gain one supernatural power every day

Without saying much, he moved his mind and used his spiritual power to probe into the bodies of his three elder brothers, drawing out a very thin strand of their essence blood and flicking it into the clouds.

A burst of light, and the three of them simultaneously felt a strange connection established in their minds, as if the cloud had become a part of their bodies.

Zhu Gaoxi then casually swept a gentle beam of creative power over them, completely erasing the slight discomfort the three had felt from having their blood drawn.

Then he began to explain: "This somersault cloud can change shape at will, you don't necessarily have to step on it, you can make it into any shape you want. As for its speed, it's about four or five hundred li per hour. You can also give it a name, and if you're far away, just call out to it and it will fly over on its own."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Gaoxu had already started fiddling with his cloud.

"I wouldn't even want to be the Crown Prince. From now on, I'll be a sword immortal!" Zhu Gaoxu first stretched the cloud into a cloud bench, then rolled it into a cloud ball, and finally transformed it into a large cloud sword. He sat on it and sighed contentedly.

Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Gaosui were not idle either. One turned a cloud into a low couch, and the other turned a cloud into a camel. The three big men sat on their own clouds, and the scene was quite comical.

The children on the cloud carpet were having a great time. Zhu Zhanhe and Zhu Zhanji were competing to see who could do the most somersaults, and the others were cheering them on. It was quite a lively scene.

When they saw the cloud, they initially thought it was just the uncles playing with Fourth Uncle's cloud again, so they didn't pay much attention.

But later, seeing Zhu Gaoxu changing the clouds, and Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Gaosui each sitting on a cloud, the children finally couldn't sit still and all rushed over.

Several of the sisters-in-law also came over, and upon seeing this, they understood that the fourth brother was giving money to his brothers again.

"Fourth Uncle! Fourth Uncle! How can Second Uncle and the others change shape?"

"Look, big brother, my dad has clouds too!"

"What is Fourth Uncle doing? How come Second Uncle and the others can play with this cloud?"

"Mom, look! My dad has clouds too..."

Zhu Gaoxu sat atop his somersault cloud, which he had transformed into a grand chair, legs crossed, looking smugly at his nephews and nieces gazing up at him: "This cloud was specially made for me by your fourth uncle! From now on, this cloud is mine, and I can play with it however I want!"

"You bunch of little brats, you've never seen anything like this before, have you? I, the King, will also be a member of the Cloud Clan from now on!" He said, then jumped down and gave a special performance. With a thought, the grand master's chair transformed into the shape of a horse. Although it was made of clouds, the outline was distinct, and even the mane was somewhat similar.

Zhu Gaochi, watching from the side, couldn't help but shake his head, saying helplessly, "Second son, how old are you to still be showing off to the children? Look at you, you're more like a child than Zhanji."

Standing to the side, Lady Wei was also at a loss with her prince. She said to Zhang Yan and Lady Weng, "This second son is really getting more and more outrageous. It's one thing to show off to outsiders, but to show off to his own nephews and nieces is another."

Upon hearing his elder brother's words, Zhu Gaoxi replied, "Elder brother, Second brother is just still a child at heart. After all, Second brother is only a few hundred months old."

Upon hearing this, everyone present burst into laughter.

Zhu Gaoxu's ears turned slightly red from what he was being said. He glanced back at Zhu Gaoxi and said, "Fourth brother, please stop talking. You're making your second brother blush."

Zhu Gaosui, who was watching the commotion from the sidelines, said, "Second Brother is blushing with joy."

Lady Wei rarely saw her prince in such an awkward situation, and she smiled and said with emotion, "This is the first time someone has said that the second prince is a child."

Zhang Yan laughed and added, "That's because we're good friends."

Mrs. Weng stood to the side, smiling with her lips pursed.

"Fourth Uncle! I want to change shape too! I want one too!"

"Me too! Me too!"

"Uncle Si! Yao Yao wants to go to the cloud too!"

The voices of several children rose and fell, chattering noisily.

The children's voices rose and fell, chattering and arguing, vying to be the first to have the cloud and the first to change shape.

"Stop arguing, all of you. Let me say a few words." Zhu Zhanji suddenly stood up and loudly stopped his younger siblings.

The courtyard fell silent for a moment, and everyone turned to look at him.

Zhang Yan and Zhu Gaochi exchanged a glance, both somewhat surprised.

Standing beside her, Wei smiled and praised, "Oh my, Zhanji has grown up! He even knows how to control the situation now."

Zhang Yan also showed a hint of relief: "Zhanji's performance today was not bad."

Zhu Zhanji cleared his throat and said in a serious tone, "I know you are all in a hurry, but please don't rush."

Zhang Yan knew that Zhu Zhanji was about to cause trouble again when she heard this, because he had been doing the same thing at home that morning.

The younger siblings below looked at him with utter confusion. Zhu Zhanji continued, "We've all learned about Kong Rong giving away the pears, right? Didn't Kong Rong give the pears to someone older than him?"

The younger ones nodded: "We've learned that, we've learned that Kong Rong shared pears."

Zhu Zhanji nodded in satisfaction, then changed the subject: "So, am I your eldest brother?"

The children nodded again.

He spread his hands, his tone self-righteous: "If Fourth Uncle is going to give it to Yun, shouldn't he give it to me first?"

"I understand—applause."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Gaoxi seriously suspected that Zhu Zhanji had been possessed by Professor Zhou Wenqiang and had become the person who understood Qin Shi Huang the most.

Several of the younger siblings were confused and nodded in bewilderment, and a few even clapped along.

"Let's give it to the eldest brother first." Princess Jiaxing and Princess Zhending stood at the very edge. The two little girls looked at each other, feeling that something seemed amiss, but since the older brothers had all nodded, they could only whisper in agreement.

Princess Jiaxing pursed her lips, her eyes slightly red. Princess Zhending couldn't hide her grievances either; her little hands clutched the hem of her clothes, tears already welling up in her eyes.

When Zhang Yan saw that Zhu Zhanji had finished speaking and had almost made her two younger sisters cry, the smile on her face vanished instantly.

She took a step forward, her voice carrying a strong sense of intimidation: "Zhu Zhanji, are you causing trouble again? Didn't I teach you enough a lesson this morning? I thought you were finally showing some promise, but you're spouting a bunch of nonsense again?" If it weren't for the fact that this was the Prince of Han's residence, Zhang Yan would have already taken action.

"Your son," Zhang Yan said, turning to the Crown Prince.

"Isn't that your son too?" the crown prince said with an awkward smile.

When Zhu Zhanji heard his mother call him by his full name, he felt a chill run down his spine and quickly turned to look at his two younger sisters.

Seeing his two younger sisters' eyes redden, his heart sank – he was doomed. If he really let his two sisters cry, not only would his mother not forgive him, but his second, third, and fourth uncles would also make him suffer.

He quickly changed his expression, strode over to his two younger sisters, and squatted down: "Jiaxing, Yaoyao, I was just joking with you! Really! Think about it, I'm your older brother, and it's my responsibility to protect my younger siblings. Even if you let me take it first, I definitely wouldn't."

He stretched out both hands, taking one of his two younger sisters' hands in each, and said with great seriousness, "The youngest should take it first. The two sisters go first."

Jiaxing blinked, holding back the tears that were about to spill. Princess Zhending raised her little hand to rub her eyes and asked in a childish voice, "Really? Big brother isn't lying to Yaoyao?"

Zhu Zhanji nodded solemnly.

Princess Zhending then stopped crying and smiled, "Thank you, big brother. You're so kind, we'll play with you again in the future."

Zhu Gaochi watched the whole scene unfold, his lips twitching. He turned to Zhu Gaoxi and said, "Fourth brother, do you have any supernatural powers that can make people smarter? Give Zhanji one."

Zhang Yan snorted coldly from the side: "Supernatural powers probably won't be able to deal with him; a feather duster will do the trick."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhanji shrank back, not daring to turn around.