As the days passed, Yu Wenwen was busy with military affairs and never took Su Qing to the temple fair again.

A pair of concentric knots that Su Qing bought before were hung on the pen holder by Yu Wenwen, and the rest were put away.

There was also the rabbit lantern that Su Qing bought from the temple fair and hung at the entrance of the tent. The candle wicks inside were changed one after another, usually white.

But today is special, Yu Wenzhang helped him change a red candle early, because today is New Year's Eve and tomorrow is the Spring Festival.

Yu Wenwen took Su Qing to Zhang Liu's camp early in the morning. The New Year plan drawn up yesterday had been notified by the herald before it got dark yesterday.

There is an archery competition organized in the morning, a horse riding competition in the afternoon, and in the evening it is tradition to keep the New Year's Eve together.

The garrisonmen looked at the border towns with sad faces as they thought about returning home.

The army is in poverty, and the New Year's Day is a very special day. We must not let down our vigilance. The Huns are very likely to take advantage of this day to launch an attack before foreign troubles are eliminated.

In order to prevent this from happening, Yu Wenwen issued an order that all soldiers must stay in the military camp and cannot leave even half a step.

When receiving this order, the permanent soldiers of the Northern Patrol Battalion were fine. After all, they were used to not going home.

But those soldiers who were summoned had never been unable to go home after the Chinese New Year in previous years.

If the Huns hadn't attacked them this time, their wives and children would be on the hot bed by now.

Many people secretly complained that Yu Wenwen had been unwilling to send troops until the Chinese New Year, making them unable to return home.

Even a lot of these complaints fell on Su Qing. After all, he couldn't go home to celebrate the New Year, but Master Yuwen lived in the camp with his beautiful wife, so who would care about what they think?

There were complaints in the army, but Yu Wenwen had no choice but to make a New Year plan with Zhang Liu to appease the morale of the army.

He also promised that as long as the Spring Festival is over and the weather gets warmer next spring, the Huns will be defeated and peace will be restored to northern Xinjiang.

On the training ground, the soldiers stood together in an orderly manner, looking at Zhang Liu and Yu Wenzhang expectantly.

Yu Wenwen stood on the high platform, looking down at the soldiers below the high platform, and first gave an impassioned and inspiring speech.

Then he took the bow and arrow handed over by the guard, neatly bent the bow and nocked the arrow, and shot the first arrow of the day.

The "ding" sound of the long arrow hit the center of the gong hanging in the air dozens of meters away, which also heralded the official start of the archery competition.

Everyone cheered excitedly. After so many years of hard training, everyone felt that they were very powerful and could not lose to anyone!

It's just that there are no opportunities to show off on weekdays. This time Master Yuwen organized an archery competition in the army, which was a good opportunity. I vowed to compete this time!

Therefore, each of the soldiers was eager to show off their skills and vowed to gain a good reputation and impress everyone.

Su Qing stood in the team, watching others show off their skills on the field. If someone hit the target, he would applaud others, or cheer for the winner along with others.

There was undisguised envy and yearning in his eyes. He also wanted to get ahead in a hundred steps, and he also wanted to indulge immediately.

"Hey, idiot..." someone secretly called him.

Su Qing turned around and saw a person next to him winking at him: "Have you participated in the archery competition?"

Su Qing shook his head and said he did not participate. It's not that he doesn't want to participate, he's afraid that his wrist won't be able to draw the bow and arrow.

"Huh? Look carefully, you look...so beautiful..."

Su Qing didn't know how to respond, so she had to smile at him.

"How about this? Didn't Mr. Yuwen say that he wants to play house pretending game tonight? You are so good-looking, you can pretend to be a girl and a wife, what do you think?"

Su Qing was stunned. Did you want him to... wear women's clothes?

Su Qing was about to say something when she heard Yu Wenwen's voice: "What are we talking about?"

As soon as Su Qing turned around, she saw Yu Wenwen walking towards him.

The attitude of the man next to Su Qing changed immediately. He respectfully raised his fists at Yu Wenwen and saluted, "I have met Master Yu Wen!"

Yu Wenwen waved his hand at him, indicating that there was no need to be polite.

Su Qing looked at him blankly, and Yu Wenwen raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Su Qing shook her head and said it was okay.

The person next to Su Qing took a secret look at Yu Wenzhang and found that his expression was quite pleasant, so he became bolder.

He boldly said: "Master Yuwen, there is no one to choose the lady to play house for tonight. We are all old men. They are tall and thick. They are ugly and unappetizing when they dress up as ladies. How about..."

The man glanced at Su Qing, and then said: "Why don't we let this little brother feel aggrieved and pretend to be the wife, and the adults will play the parents? What do you think?"

The man knew that Su Qing was Yu Wenzhang's wife, and was afraid that Yu Wenzhang would be angry, so he didn't dare to let Su Qing play the role of someone else's wife. He cleverly sold it to Yu Wenzhang and let Su Qing be Yu Wenzhang's wife.

Yu Wenzhang was not angry after hearing this. He stared at Su Qing for a while, and finally nodded.

Su Qing: "..."

At this time, all the soldiers on the field showed off their skills one after another, and the competition suddenly entered a stalemate. I thought it would be finished soon, but it was dragged on until noon.

The smell of meat from Huotou Camp wafted over from a long distance away. Meat was a luxury in this era, and ordinary people might only be able to eat it one day a year.

In order to appease the morale of the soldiers, Yu Wenwen specially ordered a batch of pork to come back. At this time, the soldiers of Huotou Camp had already stewed the meat in preparation for today's New Year's Eve dinner.

Everyone smelled the aroma of meat, and their morale was high again. The continuous "sssssssss" of arrows were dazzling, and the cheers continued.

After a long while, today's winner was finally decided. He was a tall man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

The man stood on a high platform, holding a heavy bow and raising it high, with a flying smile between his eyebrows and eyes, full of heroism, as if he was about to start his legend.

Zhang Liu asked him: "What's your name?"

The man shouted in a loud voice: "General Qi, the younger one's name is Wu Peng!"

Zhang Liu praised: "You are very good!"

Wu Peng's eyes lit up and he said loudly: "Thank you, General, for the compliment!"

Zhang Liu nodded. As a coach, he was very happy to see capable soldiers.

"Today's winner can ask me for a reward. Tell me what you want?" Zhang Liu said with a smile.

Wu Peng immediately stood up straight and said loudly: "General Qi, I want to be promoted and make a fortune!"

Zhang Liu was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "You are honest."

Zhang Liu turned to the soldiers in the audience, waved his hand and said loudly: "Today's archery competition, the top 500 will be ranked!"

"Swish, swish, swish" 499 people stood up in order, including Wu Peng on the high platform, a total of 500 people.

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