Chapter 392: with translation of chapter title

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Several sneezes broke the silence of Yongzhou Prefecture.

In the courtyard, Du Shanü stopped what she was doing, covered her nose that inexplicably felt itchy, and only then realized something was off:

It's already spring; logically, I shouldn't be cold enough to sneeze... Could it be that someone is thinking of me?

She had said it casually, but someone actually didn't like hearing it.

Chinu, who was teasing Yuan Long in Chen Weifang's arms, immediately gave a resentful sideways glance:

He must want Mommy to hold him, Yuan Long... Want some milk, little Yuan Long? Come, drink milk~

After the New Year, the light snow in the south, which wasn't stubborn to begin with, had completely melted, and Yuan Long's thick swaddling clothes were changed into light spring attire.

Now held in Chen Weifang's arms, only a tender pink hand was visible, staring at the small spoon holding white milk in his father's hand, his face showed no joy, but rather a contemplation beyond his years.

Chinu thought for a moment, exaggerated the arc of the spoon's sway, deliberately mimicking a dancing bamboo dragonfly, and called out again:

Little flying spoon's here~ Let Daddy see~ which good little sweetheart hasn't opened his tiny mouth yet~

She spoke extremely softly, infinitely gentle, and her wish was always granted.

Yuan Long's dark, shiny eyes flashed a glint, and with a wah he opened his small mouth, wrapped around the flying spoon, and happily sucked down that little mouthful of milk.

This made Chen Weifang and Chinu both smile with squinted eyes, followed by a round of praising and cooing their dear treasure.

They praised Yuan Long for eating well, praised him for understanding, almost wanting to praise him into blooming a flower.

Du Shanü originally thought the weather was nice, came out to bask in the sun, and by the way practice some tai chi to recover, in preparation for later taking up her spear and going to the battlefield......

Seeing this scene from the side, she almost felt the sky collapsing.

Du Shanü endured the sour feeling, wanting to speak but stopping, stopping then wanting again:

It can't be that bad......

Really, really, it can't't be that bad?!

It's just a child opening his mouth to drink milk; what's there to praise?

He's been alive two months; if being fed and still not knowing to open his mouth, wouldn't that make him a big fool!

She now truly suspects the two will spoil the child rotten!

A boy should be a bit more heroic, right?

Maybe she should find a family with a boy to learn from, see how they raise children.

But she seems to have no familiar acquaintances who have given birth......

Du Shanü scratched her ears and cheeks in frustration, also failing to notice three resentful gazes—two adults and a child—fixed on her from not far away.

Chinu withdrew her gaze, put the empty milk bowl on the nearby stand, took Yuan Long from Chen Weifang's arms, and then patted his back to soothe him, saying:

It's okay, it's okay, Yuan Long, don't be upset—your mother doesn't not love you; she loves you, she's just a bit scatterbrained......

What nonsense!

What nonsense!

Saying bad things about her to her face—is that talk? She heard that! Both ears heard it!

Du Shanü, annoyed, finished her last tai chi move, took the prepared hot wet towel from the side, wiped her face, then carefully spoke:

My health has improved a lot lately; I plan to make a trip to Cang Cheng and return before Yuan Long's hundred-day celebration. While I'm away, you look after Yuan Long and the home.

She had made this decision not long ago.

However, it wasn't without careful consideration——

First, since conceiving Yuan Long, she had been pregnant and then postpartum for a year, not having returned to Cang Cheng.

Cang Cheng, as the original base, had a precedent of superficial compliance with hidden defiance; although spring saw some defectors adding useful hands, if she went too long without 'inspections', she always worried something might go wrong.

Yu Lve has been drilling troops in Cang Cheng; how well he's doing is now unknown.

Ouyang An collected silver from her last year and returned to An Nan, saying he would contend for the throne, but there's been no movement.

He has had no movement, yet Ouyang Yan remains under house arrest in Cang Cheng; Ouyang An not writing to her doesn't mean he'll overlook this brother.

So Du Shanü will definitely have to go see that Ouyang Yan whom she's kept under soft confinement for a long time.

This is the 'official business' in Cang Cheng.

Second, it's 'private affairs'.

Yu Baobao's fate star doesn't shine as brightly as Chinu's.

Others may forget the husband Du Shanü left in Cang Cheng, but she herself remembers.

Yu Baobao hadn't seen her in a while, so she made the long journey to visit her, stayed only a few days before leaving, and before departing still hoped she'd return home soon.

She had thought it simple back then, not expecting childbirth to be dangerous; she originally planned to finish giving birth and the postpartum month around the year's end, so she had also promised Yu Baobao to go back together for New Year.......

She hadn't expected that with Yuan Long's arrival, she'd end up doing a double postpartum month, and all her plans were thrown off again.

Thus, not having seen each other for a long time, she naturally misses her.

Du Shanü understands clearly; although Yuan Long is still small, this trip can handle both official and private matters, so it should be quick, and she'll be back soon.

But Du Shanü's understanding doesn't mean others hearing the topic will understand it.

After these words landed, even the breeze that had been wandering in the courtyard fell silent.

Chinu gently patted Yuan Long's back, saying nothing.

Chen Weifang took out a handkerchief, chased after wiping the milk off Yuan Long's mouth, also saying nothing.

This made Du Shanü the embarrassed one.

Du Shanü repeatedly wiped her forehead with the wet cloth, only to discover it had already turned cold.

Early spring is exactly the time of sudden warmth still tinged with chill; unaware, she broke out in a sweat.

Du Shanü could only sigh:

I'm not not coming back; besides, you've always been wholehearted toward Yuan Long, even if I were there, I couldn't compare to you.

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===TITLE=== Little Flying Spoon's Here!

Now

A few sneezes shattered the silence of Yongzhou Zhoufu.

In the courtyard, Du Shanü stopped her movements, covering her nose that inexplicably felt a little itchy, only then realizing something was off:

"It's already spring; logically, I shouldn't be cold enough to sneeze... Could it be that someone is thinking of me?"

This remark was merely casual, but some people really don't like hearing it.

Chinu, who was teasing Yuan Long in Chen Weifang's arms, immediately gave a resentful sideways glance:

"He must be Yuan Long wanting Mommy to hold him... Right, little Yuan Long? Come, drink some milk~"

After the New Year, the light snow that wasn't particularly stubborn in the south had mostly melted, and Yuan Long's thick swaddling was changed into light spring clothes.

Now held in Chen Weifang's arms, only a tender pink hand was exposed, staring at the small spoon holding white milk in his father's hand, his face showing little joy, instead bearing a contemplation beyond his years.

Chinu pondered a moment, then exaggerated the arc of the spoon's sway, deliberately mimicking a dancing bamboo dragonfly, and called out again:

"Here comes the little flying spoon~ Let Daddy see~ which good little sweetheart hasn't opened his tiny mouth yet~"

This utterance was spoken extremely softly, with utmost tenderness, and it never fails to get a response.

A flash of brightness crossed Yuan Long's dark, shiny eyes; he let out a wah, opened his tiny mouth, wrapped it around the flying spoon, and happily sucked down that small mouthful of milk.

This made Chen Weifang and Chinu both smile with squinted eyes, followed by a round of affectionate praise and coaxing for their dear little treasure.

They praised Yuan Long for eating well, praised him for understanding, almost trying to come up with endless ways to compliment him like blooming flowers.

Du Shanü originally thought the weather was nice today, came out to bask in the sun, and by the way practice some tai chi to rehabilitate herself, preparing to take up her spear and go to the battlefield later.....

Seeing this scene from the side, she almost felt as if the heavens had collapsed.

Du Shanü endured the sourness in her teeth, wanting to speak but stopping, stopping then wanting again:

"It can't be that bad......"

Really, truly, it can't be that bad, can it?!

It's just a baby opening his mouth to drink milk; what's there to praise?

He's been alive for two months; if he still didn't know how to open his mouth when fed, wouldn't he be a complete fool!

She now truly suspects more and more that the two will spoil the child!

A boy ought to be a bit more heroic, right?

Perhaps we should seek advice from families with boys, see how they raise their children?

But she seems to have no acquaintances who have experienced pregnancy and childbirth......

Du Shanü scratched her ears and cheeks in frustration, also failing to notice that three resentful gazes—two adults and one child—were fixed on her from not far away.

Chinu withdrew his gaze, placed the empty milk bowl on the nearby stand, took Yuan Long from Chen Weifang's arms, then patted his back and softly coaxed:

"It's okay, it's okay, Yuan Long, don't be upset; your mother doesn't not love you—she does love you, she's just a bit scatterbrained......"

What nonsense!

What nonsense!

Is it okay to speak ill of her to her face! She heard that! Both ears heard it!

Du Shanü, annoyed, finished the last tai chi movement, took the prepared hot wet towel from aside, wiped her face, then carefully spoke:

My health has improved considerably lately; I plan to make a trip to Cang Cheng and return before Yuan Long's hundredth day. While I'm away, you look after Yuan Long and the household.

This decision, Du Shanü made not long ago.

However, it's not that she didn't give it careful thought——

First, since she conceived Yuan Long, she has been pregnant and then postpartum for a year, during which she hasn't returned to Cang Cheng.

As the original base, Cang Cheng had precedents of superficial compliance with subterranean defiance; although the spring influx of defectors added some useful hands, she still worries that if she goes too long without an 'inspection,' problems might arise.

Yu Lve has been drilling troops in Cang Cheng all along; how well he's done remains unknown.

Last year, Ouyang An took silver from her and returned to An Nan, saying he would contend for the throne, but there has been no movement.

He has shown no movement, yet Ouyang Yan remains under house arrest in Cang Cheng; Ouyang An not writing to her doesn't mean he will overlook this brother.

Therefore, Du Shanü will certainly have to go see this Ouyang Yan whom she has kept under soft confinement for a long time.

This is the 'official business' in Cang Cheng.

Second, it's 'private affairs'.

Yu Baobao's fate star doesn't shine as brightly as Chinu's.

Others may forget the husband Du Shanü left in Cang Cheng, but she herself remembers.

Yu Baobao hadn't been able to see her for a while, so she made the long journey to visit her, staying only a few days before leaving, and even as she departed she kept wishing Du Shanü could return home soon.

She had thought it simple at the time, not anticipating the danger of childbirth; she originally expected to finish giving birth and the postpartum period around the year's end, so she had also promised Yu Baobao to go back together to celebrate the New Year.......

She didn't expect that with Yuan Long's arrival, she would end up doing a double postpartum month, and all her plans were disrupted again.

Thus, not having seen each other for a long time, she naturally misses her as well.

Du Shanü understands clearly that although Yuan Long is still young, this trip can handle both official and private matters, and it should be quick; she'll be able to return soon.

But Du Shanü's understanding doesn't mean that when others hear this topic they will understand it.

After these words landed, even the breeze that had been wandering in the courtyard fell silent.

Chinu gently patted Yuan Long's back, saying nothing.

Chen Weifang took out a handkerchief, wiping the milk from Yuan Long's mouth, also saying nothing.

This moment made Du Shanü the embarrassed one.

Du Shanü repeatedly wiped her forehead with the wet cloth in her hand, only to discover that the cloth had already turned cold.

Early spring is a time of fluctuating warmth and chill; before she knew it, she had broken out in a sweat.

Du Shanü could only sigh:

"I'm not not coming back; besides, you've always been wholeheartedly devoted to Yuan Long, and even if I were here, I couldn't compare to you."

These words are true.

Yuanlong doesn't drink breast milk; Du Shanü also dislikes learning those affected, pretentious coaxing tones; at most she just stands aside sucking her gums watching Chinu and Afang coax Yuanlong......

She ought to do something of her own, right?

Moreover, following their way of doting on Yuanlong, even if there were mountains of gold and silver, they would eventually be dug out and placed before Yuanlong.

She ought to go out again to strive to build a career, right?

The two adults and one child before her still said nothing; Du Shanü simply laid out her position and said:

Now that spring has arrived and the weather is warming, taking advantage of the fact that the grain stored from last autumn and winter hasn't been exhausted yet, I plan to, before the spring rains come in March, preferably without delaying spring planting, to levy labor and grain, advance quickly and develop swiftly, and swiftly seize Qiongzhou.

In that way, we will have Yongzhou, Qiongzhou, and Guangzhou — these three prefectures of the southern region — giving us a solid foothold.

This is different from before, when we only had a small city; now it's actually a good half of the southern region.

If we truly grasp it in our hands, unlike before when we were bullied and feared exposure of our identity, it will certainly be different.

Even if at that time someone truly knows Du Shanü's identity is false, what could they do to her?

In Du Shanü's heart, a fire called 'ambition' blazes fiercely.

This time, I intend to make use of every capable person I can......

Whether it's Yu Lve or Liu Ji, whoever can take Qiongzhou for me will become the new lord of Qiongzhou.