Gu Qian glanced at Qiu Yan gratefully: "Master, there's plenty of charcoal in the new house. Your disciple will help you move."

Li Zheng remained silent, left the courtyard, and went to find his wife and children.

Gu Qian meant well, and it wasn't that he didn't want to accept it.

However, Qiu Yun longed for the old house; she was waiting for her daughter and didn't want to leave.

Gu Qian got up, didn't even look at Ling Qi and Ling Ba on the ground, and went to the front kitchen to transport the food out.

He was worried that the kitchen roof wouldn't hold up and the food would be ruined.

Qiu Yan followed closely behind, helping Gu Qian carry things from the kitchen.

Ling Qi and Ling Ba lowered their eyes. They were not afraid of the general's punishment, but they were afraid that he would ignore them.

The general is busy; how could they possibly be idle?

The two got up and went to the bedroom, where they began to move the useful items out of the courtyard bit by bit.

This afternoon, in an attempt to make amends, Ling Qi and Ling Ba cleaned and wiped the new house again after moving their belongings.

Ye almost fell ill from anger at that time.

Now, thanks to Qiu Yan's encouragement, his anger has finally subsided considerably.

Thinking of the instigator—Gu Xiaoran, Ye wished she could take Gu Qian's place and teach him a lesson.

"Jade must be carved to become a useful object. Xiao Ran is unruly and will surely become a spoiled brat if he is not disciplined."

“You’re right, Xiao Ran needs to be disciplined properly.” Qiu Yan agreed with what Ye said.

Speaking of Gu Xiaoran, she looked out of the courtyard.

Unexpectedly, the mischievous child fell asleep while standing.

She carried Gu Xiaoran into the house.

Afterwards, they escorted Ms. Ye and her two children to their new house.

When he returned home, Gu Qian was already in the courtyard, writing Spring Festival couplets.

After Ling Qi and Ling Ba finished moving, they stood behind Gu Qian with cautious expressions.

"What are you two doing standing here!" Gu Qian was filled with anger but had nowhere to vent it. Now, seeing these two subordinates, he really couldn't stand them.

Ling Ba kept his eyes lowered. "General, you can hit us or scold us without complaint, but please don't ignore us."

Ling Qi glanced at Gu Qian's expression. "General, let me write it for you."

Gu Qian coldly said, "Get out of the way!"

Were Ling Qi and Ling Ba wrong? Was Xiao Ran wrong?

Ultimately, it was his fault.

Gu Qianli shouted, and Ling Qi and Ling Ba dared not disobey, so they went to the Li family again.

After the two left, Qiu Yan went forward to help Gu Qian grind the ink.

"Gu Qian, although Uncle Li seems to blame you on the surface, he has already let it go."

Don't get angry with yourself anymore.

Your master no longer blames you.

"Can Master... really let go of it?"

"Yes, Uncle Li may seem cold on the outside, but he's actually very kind-hearted. He cares about you a lot."

Thanks to Qiu Yan's encouragement, Gu Qian felt a little better.

He looked at the two Spring Festival couplets that had just been written.

"Yan Yan, writing Spring Festival couplets is a bit mentally taxing."

Hearing Gu Qian say this, Qiu Yan looked at the Spring Festival couplets on the ground and couldn't help but laugh.

"Driving north and south to serve my lord, I laugh at my life amidst river flowers and border moons. My life has been one of constant striving."

Three hundred and sixty days a year, mostly spent on horseback with a spear in hand. Year after year.

Gu Qian, your Spring Festival couplets and your unrestrained, galloping calligraphy are truly a perfect match.

A Spring Festival couplet somehow made Qiu Yan see the clash of swords and the thunder of horses.

"This... I really can't think of anything." Gu Qian's mind wasn't on the Spring Festival couplets; he was preoccupied with the events of the day and had no time to think about them.

"Yan Yan, why don't you say it and I'll write it?"

Although the two had been separated for most of the time, Gu Qian had long since discovered that Qiu Yan was very knowledgeable.

He often had the illusion that Yan Yan was not from a peasant family, but rather from a military family.

Her aloof temperament and her extraordinary fighting style are qualities that most farm girls wouldn't possess.

Qiu Yan's eyes shifted slightly. Since Gu Qian used ancient poems as couplets, she could certainly follow suit.

Amidst the crackling of firecrackers, the old year departs, and the spring breeze brings warmth to the New Year's wine

Every household, under the bright sun, replaces the old peachwood charms with new ones.