Chapter 284: then translation of title

Let's go, let's go, let's go see the carp leaping over the Dragon Gate!

Finally, the Poor Child, beaten black and blue, went crying to the Fengdu Great Emperor to lodge a complaint.

Dealing with a single Poor Child already gave the Fengdu Great Emperor a headache, and now he even has to settle a lawsuit.

He was just about to go find Tushan Jiu to ask what was going on.

After all, the Poor Child is a god too; hitting him like that is really not giving him any face.

But before he could go look for her, he was surrounded by members of the Tushan Family.

Tushan disciple: 'Great Emperor, our little Jiu really got excited and caused you trouble; she's still a child, so please don't take it to heart.'

Tushan Pu: 'Great Emperor, wasn't my sister's beating justified? That Poor Child was supposed to be reflecting behind closed doors; if he had stayed honestly in the Underworld, could my sister have hit him?'

Tushan Wen: 'Exactly, exactly.'

Tushan Sheng stepped forward and gave the two kids a flick on the forehead: 'What are you talking about! The Poor Child is a god, belonging to the Heavenly Court! How could our Great Emperor possibly control him? Even if he overturned the Underworld, there's nothing we can do about it!'

Yes, our little Jiu is just too righteous—she beat the Poor God herself, earned face for our Underworld, bore it all, and she's even pregnant with twins; in this degenerate age, they are practically the only incense we Spirit‑Knife people have left... Gu Meng said, wiping at nonexistent tears as she spoke.

Luan Yunhua also sighed: 'That Poor God is really over the top—he's a Ghost King; even just a head of his sucked the souls of three people in the mortal realm and possessed a high‑school senior, causing these four to still be unconscious in the hospital; this all counts against our Underworld, and that Poor God truly has no sense of proportion!'

A crowd of them, chattering back and forth, left the Fengdu Great Emperor speechless.

Did they think he was stupid and couldn't hear that they were playing good cop/bad cop, using provocation and covertly stirring things up with veiled metaphors?

Alright, he also figured it out: Tushan Jiu is the Tushan Family's golden nugget, and for years they've been waging an infiltration campaign.

To be honest, he also felt that Tushan Jiu giving the Poor God a beating was quite satisfying.

That little brat really deserves a good scolding!

He's always causing trouble; I'd love to kick him back to Heaven, but the heavenly road has long been cut off, leaving him this calamity.

Others kept chattering on, but the Fengdu Great Emperor grew impatient, waved his hand, and said: 'Everyone get back to what you're supposed to be doing; you're all out here, and half the posts in the Underworld are paralyzed!'

Tushan disciple: 'Then what about our little Jiu......'

The Fengdu Great Emperor glared at the Tushan disciple, then turned to Tushan Liang, who handles liaison with the mortal realm's office, and said: 'The incident where Tushan Jiu beat the Poor God to tears is outrageously bad; it seriously harmed the friendship between the Underworld and the Heavenly Court. Punish her with an eight‑and‑a‑half‑month suspension, zero out her performance, notify all offices across China, and let everyone take this as a warning!'

Hearing this, everyone had no objection, clasped their fists in unison, and said: 'See the Fengdu Great Emperor off.'

As the Fengdu Great Emperor turned away, Tushan Sheng lifted his chin, his tone tinged with pride, and muttered: 'Such a pointless move—aside from my little Jiu, who else could...... uh......'

Gu Meng covered Tushan Sheng's mouth, gave the abruptly turning Fengdu Great Emperor an embarrassed smile, and said: 'Hehe, he's got a fever, hehe, his brain's fried and he's talking nonsense.'

Fengdu Great Emperor: '......'

Which ghost would ever run a fever?

Too lazy to deal with them, he flicked his sleeve and left.

Gu Meng released Tushan Sheng's mouth and gave him a hard retort.

Tushan Sheng raised an eyebrow, put his arm around Gu Meng, and walked off.

Let's go find the young ladies and tell them the latest gossip!

The news that Tushan Jiu was suspended for eight and a half months spread instantly through all the offices.

Many felt it was as clear as a mirror—eight and a half months is quite a neat number, with both fractions and wholes.

After all, everyone knows that Tushan Jiu is now four months pregnant, will give birth in another five months, and the postpartum period requires forty‑two days, which is about a month and a half.

When you add up those eight and a half months, it pretty much lines up with finishing the hundred‑day celebration for the two babies.

Everyone seemed to grasp something.

This Tushan Jiu is someone the Fengdu Great Emperor protects.

Can't afford to provoke her, can't afford to provoke her—she's truly awesome!

On the other hand, when Tushan Jiu heard the news, she was indifferent; she hasn't been idle lately either.

Now that her belly is big, she moved back to the old family home; every morning she goes to the backyard pond to absorb heaven‑and‑earth qi with the little golden koi, and incidentally teaches it the way of cultivation.

Xie Shiyu, so she wouldn't get bored, often accompanies her on trips around the country to sightsee and have fun.

With many members of the Xie Family living in the old home, it's lively; five and a half months have passed without anyone noticing.

In the late stages of pregnancy, Tushan Jiu didn't become clumsy from carrying twins; on the contrary, she became even more agile.

Perhaps it's because her constitution is better than average, and also because she's a cultivator.

In any case, she felt no discomfort whatsoever throughout her pregnancy.

Oh, actually not.

The two little ones she's carrying probably have lively personalities.

Because they're constantly punching and kicking each other every day.

Sometimes Tushan Jiu will also 'throw in a kick'; when they're rambunctiously noisy, she gives each brother a slap.

Then the two of them behave themselves.

Tushan Jiu also showed off to Xie Shiyu that her authority as a mother is still quite strong.

Xie Shiyu also felt helpless; back when Tushan Jiu came down from the mountain, he thought the Xie Family would surely become lively because of her arrival.

Now his intuition tells him that once these two children are born, the Xie Family will definitely be even livelier than before.

Of course, this liveliness is not that liveliness.

It's clear that Tushan Jiu's due date is approaching.

Every member of the Xie Family has also started to feel tense and anxious.

Now, whoever is with Tushan Jiu, there must always be someone present.

There's still a week until October 1st; Tushan Jiu's due date has actually already passed, yet there's still no sign of labor.

Xie Jingzhou and Xie Jingting also have nothing much to do at school, so they simply skipped class and are each waiting at home for Tushan Jiu to give birth.

The family doctors have also moved into the old home.

Tushan Jiu, however, isn't in a hurry; as they say, mother and child share a heart—she just feels the timing isn't right, and she can't say what these two little ones are waiting for.

October 1st.

National Day, the whole nation celebrates together.

The day when the people's faith power is at its strongest.

Just as the sky was faintly dawning, Tushan Jiu, still asleep, suddenly opened her eyes and slowly sat up.

Xie Shiyu, when she opened her eyes, also woke up; he also hurriedly sat up, sat up, and asked him: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Tushan Jiu shook her head, calculated with her fingers, and the corners of her mouth gradually curled into a smile: "Husband, get up and call Mom and Dad, Grandpa, and second and third younger brothers."

Xie Shiyu was somewhat confused.

Tushan Jiu excitedly threw off the blankets and got out of bed: "Come on, come on, come on, let's go see the carp leaping over the Dragon Gate!"