Why are you so anxious?

Today was New Year's Eve. If the rules of Beijing were followed, there would be no curfew at night. Instead, people would be encouraged to go out and wander the streets to pray for the new year.However, this is the Northwest, and it is at a time when the diplomacy between the two countries is serious, and there are unavoidable side effects. Naturally, the curfew cannot be abolished.The people in the city couldn't parade the streets to drive away Nuo, so there was no excitement for a while.However, in view of the situation at this time, it is not easy to complain. Only the fires are burning vigorously in the courtyards of each family. Dozens of people in a family sit around the fire, eating and drinking, playing, singing, singing, and dancing. There was a burst of laughter, mixed with the sound of firecrackers, which was considered lively and harmonious.

Compared with the hustle and bustle in the city, the northwest camp is naturally much quieter.The rules in Gein's army are strict, so naturally they can't celebrate like ordinary people. Besides, there are still first-class soldiers who have to guard the frontier. Even if the rest can be looser, they have to be vigilant all the time.In this way, the New Year's Eve will naturally feel deserted.Young Master Jun has a clear mind, and there is nothing he can do except treat them more favorably in terms of food and drinks.

When the banquet was ready, Jun Shaoyou ordered the servants to allocate part of the food and wine, put them in a large food box and send them to the handsome tent.The rest was distributed to the many soldiers who had been waiting for a long time. Each person had enough meat and vegetables, and only a bowl of water and wine to express the meaning of the New Year, and the rest was reserved for the victims.

Once everything was ready, Jun Shaoyou saw that everyone was eating meat and vegetables in an orderly manner, so he turned back to the commander's account.

As soon as he approached the entrance of the tent, he heard a burst of shouting and noise, a few rough men shouting at the top of their voices, and they could also hear Xu Huaiyi's singing in a barbaric accent.Jun Shaoyou smiled, opened the curtain and walked into the tent.

There was a moment of silence in the tent, and when they saw Jun Shaoyou's figure, all the generals got up one after another, and thanked: "Mr. Jun, you have worked hard."

Jun Shaoyou's eyes turned slightly, and he saw that there was only a sea bowl and a Weng wine on the table in front of everyone, and there were two large food boxes on the table, which remained untouched.He couldn't help asking: "Why don't you even put the dishes on the table? Could it be that you don't trust my skills?"

Lin Huiying said: "How can it be. The smell made our stomachs run out of gluttons. It's just that everyone feels that Shaoyou has been busy all day, and no one is ashamed to move the chopsticks first. We wait for you to come, let's go together Eat and drink."

Many generals heard the words, and they all spoke in second.

Jun Shaoyou was moved for a moment, but he didn't say much.He just took two quick steps and sat down in front of his desk.Lin Hui smiled slightly, held up the bowl and said, "Come on, let's offer a bowl to Shaoyou together, thank you for working so hard for us."

Many generals rushed to drink, and Jun Shaoyou hurriedly raised a bowl and drank it all in one gulp.He choked a little due to the haste of drinking, and coughed slightly, causing everyone to roar with laughter.Zhuang Lin quickly ordered the servants to serve the meat and dishes, and gave Jun Shaoyou a piece of braised pork with chopsticks, so that he could eat it to suppress his cough. Many generals also moved their chopsticks to pick up the vegetables, and the banquet officially began.

Because the meat and vegetable dry food are placed in tightly wrapped food boxes, so after such a short time, it is not cold.It's just that after being tightly covered for such a long time, the taste is not as good as the one just made.If so, how many generals have eaten such richly seasoned wine and dishes, unknowingly, their chopsticks are moving, everyone is wolfing down, and they don't even care about drinking.

Even Lin Hui, who was from everyone's background, couldn't help sighing: "These wines and dishes, let alone in the army, even the banquets given in the palace back then, were not so sweet."

Before he could finish a sentence, he suddenly felt a slip of the tongue and immediately stopped talking.

Seeing this, Jun Shaoyou immediately smiled and said, "It's just some ordinary stew, which can't compare to the exquisite craftsmanship of the imperial banquet in the palace. It must be that the generals have been in the army for many years and have been treated harshly, so they feel so This probably means that after serving in the army for three years, a sow can compete with Diaochan."

Everyone who said a word laughed again.Lin Hui didn't care about the previous slip of the tongue, and pointed in Jun Shaoyou's direction with his hand, and said dumbfoundedly: "No wonder people say that literati have sharp lips and tongues, and see how Shaoyou said these two words. All my sorrows are exhausted."

Xu Huaiyi interjected, "Isn't that right? We guard the border all day long, and all we see are rough men except for the frost all over the floor. How can we remember what kind of daughter-in-law looks like?"

Although the sentence was a joke, everyone was a little dazed when he said it.The poet has a saying that "every festive season misses relatives a lot". During this New Year's Eve, seeing that others are all family members, but you have to guard the wind and frost to protect your family and the country, even if you are willing, you will inevitably feel lonely.

Xu Huaiyi saw that his words made everyone depressed, and he felt quite remorseful, he quickly raised his bowl and said, "My old Xu said something wrong, and I punish myself with a glass of wine."

Seeing this, Jun Shaoyou quickly jokingly said: "I think General Xu should take it easy. There is not much drink here. General Xu must not use his slip of the tongue as an excuse to set up wine."

The angry Xu Huaiyi blew his beard and stared, and everyone couldn't help but smile again.

Afterwards, Jun Shaoyou told a few more jokes to create the atmosphere, and everyone slowly recovered, and started drinking and punching again, shouting endlessly.

Seeing Jun Shaoyou's radiant look, Zhuang Lin curled his lips slightly, but smiled silently.

A feast of wine and wine was not finished until the clapper rang at the second watch. Many generals had not eaten such a sweet meal for a long time. In the end, almost all the cups and plates were left with nothing.The soldiers outside were even more frugal, and even ate up a little bit of vegetable soup with steamed buns.The handymen in charge of cleaning up the dishes joked that they had never seen such clean cups and cups in all these years of marching.Seeing this, Jun Shaoyou sighed slightly.

There is always such a group of people who risk their lives for wealth and status, defend their homes and the country, and guard the frontiers.But in fact, there is not much to expect.Three meals can be continued, and the military salary can be paid on time is enough.If you can have a meal of wine and meat once in a while, it will be Chinese New Year.

Because today is New Year's Eve, the old rule is to keep the year old.After dinner, Jun Shaoyou ordered the servants in the army to light a big fire in the middle of the camp, and then put a curtain around it to keep out the cold wind.Except for those on duty, Jun Shaoyou called many soldiers to the fire, sat around with the victims, warmed by the fire and drank water, silently thinking about their relatives far away.

According to the rules of Jun Shaoyou's descendants, dumplings are eaten on New Year's Eve.But in Da Chu, it's not called dumplings but "Tang Zhong Lao Wan".And it's not eaten on New Year's Eve, it's not eaten until the New Year's Eve dinner.

But Jun Shaoyou likes to follow his own rules.Besides, the soldiers can't just sit around like this for a night.So Jun Shaoyou showed the women among the victims to chop vegetables and make dumplings with stuffing, and at the same time he booed the soldiers to stand up and perform their talents.As Jun Shaoyou's nominal husband, Zhuang Lin was the first to answer the call.He took out his guqin and played "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix".Those who understand can explain to the confused people that this is General Zhuang trying to please Mr. Jun.So they yelled and booed together whether they understood or not.

Jun Shaoyou's face remained unchanged, and after Zhuang Lin finished playing the song, he also played "House of Flying Daggers", with a murderous intent and a sharp rhythm, which made everyone applaud.Only Zhuang Lin touched his nose, feeling bored.

After Jun Shaoyou and his husband both performed their performances, General Lin Hui was also a little itchy.He can't play the zither, but he can blow the xun.The melodious whimpering sound of the xun spread far and far along with the moonlight in the silent night, even the soldiers on duty in the border town heard it.Everyone looked at the silver plate that was quietly pouring in the sky, wondering whether the silver plate would transmit the Xun sound to the ears of the family members.

The bright moon hangs high, sending lovesickness thousands of miles away.

After Lin Hui passed, it was Xu Huaiyi who sang a folk tune by knocking on the tiles.He sang it in dialect. Jun Shaoyou didn't quite understand the meaning, but he understood the joy in the music.This cheerful tune slightly dispelled the sadness and nostalgia brought about by General Lin Hui when he played the xun, and also dispelled the estrangement between the generals and the soldiers.

Because many low-level soldiers here are from mud-legged backgrounds, or they volunteered to join the army when they couldn't survive, or they were picked up by the local military government to enlist in the army. Anyway, there is no extra money to bribe local officials not to serve.

And these low-level people are naturally afraid of superior people who are nobler and more capable than them.So when they first sat by the fire, these soldiers were all upright, stiff all over and dared not even say a word.I dare not even think that these high-level generals who need to be looked up to will actually play music and sing for them.In their view, this is extremely incredible.

It turns out that high-level generals are also human beings, they can talk and laugh, they can feel homesick and sad, and their feelings are the same as theirs.

Jun Shaoyou got up and brought a young soldier sitting in the crowd to the front. The few months of getting along with him gave him a little understanding of these low-level soldiers.At least he knew that this young soldier was named Sun Er, he was a soldier under Xu Huaiyi, and he did somersaults very well.Jun Shaoyou softly persuaded Sun Er to do a few somersaults for everyone, but Sun Er hesitated very much.This made Xu Huaiyi scream and curse angrily.Seeing this, several boys among the victims volunteered to run out, willing to do somersaults with Sun Er.The few of them met when they were building the city wall, and they all had a good relationship afterwards.

So Jun Shaoyou backed away slightly from the crowd, and handed over the venue to Sun Er and a few boys.Everyone stood on the spot and began somersaults. At first, Sun Er was still a little cautious in his movements, but after a dozen or so turns, he relaxed, stood still on the spot, and then jumped backwards and started backflips. He did more than 100 turns in succession, attracting everyone's attention. Clap your hands.

After Sun Er, a few more soldiers and generals intertwined, some used guns and sticks, and some played and sang. It was so lively until midnight, Jun Shaoyou ordered everyone to cook dumplings and share the food.This time everyone is familiar with each other, and the atmosphere is warmer.Then there were soldiers talking around the general, some expressed respect, some expressed love, and of course some expressed their dissatisfaction after drinking too much.But most of them are grateful.There were also some people around Jun Shaoyou, chattering about things that he had never talked to Shangfeng before and never thought he would say.

They talked about their wishes. Some hoped to succeed in the First World War and wanted fame and fortune; No one dares to invade me again.

But most people are quietly complaining about when the pay will be paid.

Jun Shaoyou sat aside and listened quietly to the drunken talk of the soldiers, without saying a word.He has always had an ingenious eloquence, and he didn't know how to respond to the simple words of many soldiers.

To be paid and paid for work, such a humble and practical desire, seems to be taken for granted in the eyes of later generations.It's a pity that in such a feudal dynasty that was initially established in such a country, the basic rights and interests of the soldiers at the bottom were not always guaranteed.Da Chu established the dynasty more than ten years ago, Emperor Yongqian has been regarded as the master of the Ming Dynasty, and many generals such as Lin Hui are also considered to love soldiers like sons, but there will still be incidents of misappropriating military salaries for other purposes.

As far as he knew, since the snowstorm in the Northwest, the imperial court had almost emptied the internal treasury to appease the refugees from all over the country, and the soldiers of the Northwest Camp had not paid any food for two months.And I heard from the soldiers that the soldiers under General Lin's command were in a good situation, at least they were guaranteed to have winter clothes to wear and food to eat.It's better than those soldiers who were frozen to death and starved to death because of Shangfeng's greed for ink.

Jun Shaoyou sat silently, watching with cold eyes.Look at the expressions of gratitude and gratitude on the faces of these soldiers without exception.It was commonplace to be a soldier and have food and clothing, but in the eyes of these people, this most basic guarantee turned out to be a symbol of Shangfeng's benevolence and forgiveness.

Jun Shaoyou sat cross-legged and sighed softly.

The night is cold and cool, the sky is bright and the moon is like a plate, the ground is covered with silvery white snow, the north wind is fresh, and the fire in the middle of the camp has faded, revealing the burnt black remnants, black smoke curling up.There is a burnt smell in the air, although it is light, but it goes straight to the nose, and then enters the lungs, which lasts for a long time.