The weather, which had been gloomy since yesterday and seemed about to rain, suddenly became brighter in the afternoon, with weak sunlight appearing and disappearing.
On this day, the military rear service camp was busy, and the meat and vegetables purchased filled the kitchen and several camp tents.
Jiang Shu read the account books and returned to the general's mansion before evening.
Yu Zheng hasn't come back yet, Forsythia is holding a pile of red paper and cutting window grilles, and Lonicera is holding the cut window grilles and gesturing on the window.
Seeing Jiang Shu come back, the two of them hurriedly greeted him.
Jiang Shu approached, picked up a piece of window grille, looked at it and praised: "It's so beautiful."
After hearing this, Liao Dong followed the words and asked, "Then can we stick it up?"
She and Forsythia struggled all afternoon, not daring to make the decision without permission.
"Of course." Jiang Shu agreed.
Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, so there's nothing better than putting up some window grilles to add to the celebration.
Because of the war, the entire Yicheng was filled with sadness. Sadness cannot solve the problem, but will wear down people's hearts and make them lose fighting spirit and hope.
And a festival as grand as the Chinese New Year should be lively. Only when people's hearts are cheered can people cheer up and have the strength to resist the southern extension.
"Post it, post it on all the windows." Jiang Shu picked two window grilles with Ruyi peony patterns and said to Lonicera, "I want this."
"Yes." Ling Dong happily accepted it, then asked Leng Xing: "What pattern does Sister Leng Xing like?"
Leng Xing was stunned for a moment and said awkwardly, "Whatever."
"How can you be casual? There are so many patterns, there is always something you like. If you really don't have any, you can ask Sister Forsythia to cut it according to your preference." Lonicera is very enthusiastic.
Jiang Shu also said: "Pick one, it looks so good."
The Chinese New Year should be lively and joyful.
No matter how the war turns out, you can't kill your own will first.
Leng Xing couldn't help but, persuaded by the display of honeysuckle and forsythia, he chose a window decoration to welcome the New Year.
"I'm going to the kitchen to make some paste and stick it on." Lonicera was impatient, so she just left.
Jiang Shu looked at the red paper on the table and suddenly thought of something. He asked Forsythia to cut a long piece of paper and gave her two short pieces of paper.
"Does the princess want to write Spring Festival couplets?" Forsythia asked.
Jiang Shu nodded and entered the room with the cut red paper.
Forsythia followed to wait, but saw Jiang Shu put the red paper on the table without writing.
Without asking any further questions, she brought hot water for Jiang Shu to wash her hands, then lit a brazier and put it in the house.
Soon, Lonicera came back with paste and asked Forsythia to put up the window grilles together.
The originally deserted courtyard suddenly became festive with a few extra touches of red, making people happy.
When it got dark, Yu Zheng and Zhuiyun Zhufeng came back.
Seeing the bright red window grilles on the windows in the courtyard, Yu Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly.
I have been so busy lately, and when I saw these window grilles, Yu Zheng realized that the New Year was coming.
Jiang Shu came out and asked him with a smile: "Do you think it looks good, husband?"
"Yeah." Yu Zheng nodded, his expression softening.
Jiang Shu said: "Then I will ask them to put them on my brother-in-law's courtyard tomorrow."
There were few people in Zhoubo Xuyuan, and it was even more deserted.
"Okay, come in, it's cold outside." Yu Zheng led her into the house.
Although Yicheng is not as cold as Beijing, the temperature drops sharply at night, making it very freezing.
In particular, Yicheng is very humid and the coldness penetrates into the bones.
"Did the inspection go well today?" Jiang Shu asked as he walked.
Yu Zheng answered slowly, and finally asked her about the rear affairs of the camp.
Before the two of them finished speaking, Lonicera and Forsythia had laid out dinner.
After dinner, Yu Zheng entered the inner room and saw the red paper on the desk.
"Are you going to write Spring Festival couplets?"
Jiang Shu nodded: "Husband, I'm too tired today. Let's write again tomorrow."
After running outside for a day, Yu Zheng was indeed tired, so he took a rest early after taking a shower.
The weather was fine the next day. After breakfast, Jiang Shu studied ink for Yu Zheng and asked him to write two Spring Festival couplets. He took one along with the window grilles and asked Lonicera and others to send it to Zhou Boxu and paste it on it.
"The prince's calligraphy is so beautiful." Liandong stood in front of the courtyard gate and sighed at the newly posted Spring Festival couplets.
Forsythia wondered: "Do you know what it is written about?"
They have never read a book and have no one to teach them. How can they learn to read?
Ling Dong shook his head: "I don't know him, but it doesn't stop me from thinking the calligraphy is beautiful."
Hearing this, Forsythia looked at Yu Zheng's beautiful handwriting and was speechless.
Well, she also thinks it looks good, even though she doesn’t recognize it and doesn’t know how to describe it.
Zhuiyun Zhufeng, who was posting Spring Festival couplets, heard their conversation and felt that the two girls were simple and cute.
After writing the Spring Festival couplets, Yu Zheng and Zhou Boxu went to the front hall to discuss the military plan for the New Year with the generals.
Although it is speculated that there will be no movement in Nanyan in the near future, we have to be careful.
In the afternoon, Yu Zheng and Zhou Boxu went to the military camp again to visit and comfort the soldiers.
Jiang Shu followed and checked the purchase books for the past two days.
There was no problem with the account book. Jiang Shu closed it and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Zhang."
"Yes, it's all within the official position." Zhang Weiqian responded and discussed the arrangements for the past few days with Jiang Shu.
After hearing this, Jiang Shu had only one idea: he hoped that Nanyan would not attack during the New Year, so that the soldiers could have a good New Year with peace of mind.
Yu Zheng and Zhou Boxu visited the military camp and felt a little at ease when they saw that the morale of the soldiers was stable.
Even the sergeant who was tortured by snake venom felt much better after eating soy beef and stew because the Chinese New Year was about to take place.
In the evening, the three of them left the military camp and returned to the general's residence.
Food and wine were prepared in the kitchen, and Jiang Shu, Yu Zheng, Zhou Boxu and the three of them had a reunion dinner together.
Looking at the food on the table and listening to the sound of firecrackers outside the house, the three of them missed their relatives in Beijing.
"Sister, mother and concubine, they must be thinking of us at this time." Jiang Shu sighed softly, feeling bitter in his heart.
She didn't dare to mention Yu Ziyou's name, for fear that she would burst into tears as soon as she spoke, and that the tight string would suddenly break.
These days, she and Yu Zheng have been avoiding it, trying their best not to think about Yu Ziyou.
The same is true for Zhou Boxu.
He and Yu Lan had been separated for many years, and they only got together after going through all kinds of difficulties. Now that Yu Lan is pregnant with twins, he knows that she is going through a difficult time, but he can't stay by her side...
Zhou Boxu had a lump in his throat, so he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Yu Zheng and Jiang Shu accompanied him and drank all the wine in their glasses.
At the same time, go to Beijing.
In order to save money, the palace did not hold a reunion banquet this year. Emperor Yu Guifei and Yu Lan Zhuang Yun reunited in Zhongling Palace.
It was supposed to be a joyful and festive moment, but few of them had no appetite, couldn't be happy, and felt very heavy.
Only Yu Ziyou didn't understand sorrow. He drank enough milk and played by himself in the cradle.
Concubine Yu looked at him and forced out a smile and said, "It's better, Ziyou, to eat well and sleep well without any worries."
Yu Ziyou responded, fiddling with the gadgets hanging on the cradle.
Yu Lan looked at the carefree Yu Ziyou and sighed: "I don't know how A Zheng and the others are doing, but whether they can have the reunion dinner."
Counting the days, Yu Zheng and Jiang Shu should arrive in Yicheng and meet Zhou Boxu.
Today is a day for thousands of families to reunite. I hope they can have a good reunion dinner.
A few days ago, Yu Lan received a letter from Zhou Boxu home, saying that everything was fine with him and telling Yu Lan not to worry and to take good care of himself and Zhuang Yun.
But he was on the battlefield, how could she not worry about him.
