Yesterday I wrote about the Mid-Autumn Festival on July 20, 2020, and a friend pointed out that the Mid-Autumn Festival should be in September. This is my fault. I haven’t been to the Earth for a long time and remembered it wrongly, so let’s watch it like this.

Today is the "heavy snow" of the twenty-four solar terms. The biggest one is the most prosperous, and the snow is soaring here.

——Add to the above sentence, did I become more educated? Haha.

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July 20, 2020.

Yanjing.

This was once the best place for the empire, and some mysterious force seemed to have taken considerable "preferential treatment" to this area on the day it came to Earth - the area near Yanjing is regarded as the most extensive "natural" isolation area within the empire.

The western suburbs of Yanjing were originally the place where many dignitaries and nobles lived, but after the isolation zone arrived, one of them happened to cross from the nearest suburbs, turning this place into a border area within the Yanjing area.

Therefore, most people have moved away - some people's lives are always more precious, and they are unwilling to live here at the risk of isolation with the possibility of re-moving, but move to the city center they once disdained.

This made this villa area that was brightly lit from the night before. After nightfall, the huge residential area was lighted with few lights, like a long-abandoned ghost town.

But tonight, here seemed to be bustling, and traffic appeared on the road.

In fact, compared with the continuous traffic a few years ago, it can only be regarded as scattered, but it is rare to see such a scene appearing here.

Their destination was a large mansion on the east side of the villa area. This mansion was uninhabited in the past few years. Only a few servants were kept. But since the arrival of the isolation belt, it has become more popular here - the master has returned.

The master came from the north and his surname was Ying.

Ying resolutely stood on the balcony on the second floor, breathed a sigh of relief in the heavy night, and looked downstairs.

There were more people in the courtyard than he thought. Some people were dressed in bright clothes, as if they had just returned from a banquet. Some people were covered in dust and seemed to have traveled a long way. Others were very ordinary - the most common wage-salary on the streets of Yanjing, who had lost interest in everything.

These people who seem to have different identities and status gathered in the courtyard of the Yingjia Yanjing villa in the western suburbs. They had a cautious look on their faces and would occasionally whisper to each other. From time to time, they would look up to see the person standing on the balcony on the second floor.

Whenever the two eyes meet, Ying resolutely smiles at the corner of his mouth and nods at each other.

Nearly a hundred people in the courtyard all have the same identity - the former executive officer of the Special Affairs Office.

By around 10 o'clock in the evening, the road leading to the villa had been without vehicles for a long time.

A woman walked from the room to the balcony and whispered: "The people are almost here."

Ying Ran nodded.

The woman hesitated for a moment and said, "It's a little less than last year."

Seeing that the other party had no reaction, he added: "It's getting less and less every year."

"The number of people does not explain the problem. There are many reasons." Ying Jian turned around and smiled, "Let's go down."

The lights in the courtyard were lit up, and a low "buzzing" sounded in the venue. It was July now. It was midsummer, but the night in the suburbs of Yanjing had already penetrated the coolness that made people tremble, as if it had reached the season when the yellow leaves fell.

But when the low voice sounded, there was more warmth in the open-air courtyard, and the warm and fresh air floated out of the flowers and branches, which made many people subconsciously feel relieved.

Ying suddenly appeared outside the door of the first floor lobby, and the courtyard gradually became quiet.

He walked to the steps and stood still, swept his eyes across everyone's face, and was silent for a while. Then he said, "Another year has passed, and I didn't expect so many people to come. This year you are doing things outside, and I know everyone has worked hard. I remember this sentence I said last year, but I still have to say it today. Because besides the sentence "Thank you hard", I don't know what else can express my feelings at this time."

"There are ninety-six people standing here today, and one hundred and two people last year. There are no Sun Dingkang, Zuo Songyu, Feng Yuan, Liu Limin, Liang Xiaolan, and Zhang Panhui. Among these six people, only Zhang Panhui talked to me before, and the other five, I only know what they look like - I regret not being able to talk to them at this time last year."

"In fact, in addition to these six people, we lost thirty-four people in the past year. Now in Yanjing, we have 442 comrades--they can't come back for various reasons. I wish them all the best."

After he finished speaking, he bowed, and the crowd in front of him slowly lowered like rice fields blown by the wind.

Ying Jian slowly straightened his back and continued, "When standing here five years ago, I told everyone that we were treated unfairly - some people did not realize what we could do, and we had to prove it to them. But maybe you think I was just relying on my passion at that time and did not want to see the name Special Affairs Office lost - I studied here and grew up, and most of you were the same as me."

"But at this time today, I realized that our original decision was indeed correct."

"In the past five years, we have done a lot of things - even better than before. Our people are all over the country, and our intelligence network still covers the entire empire. We are staring at the every move of those people. There is nothing in the world that we don't know."

"So after these five years, maybe someone wants to ask me today - why are we still hiding? Once upon a time I told you, let's listen, we watch, we record everything, we wait."

"At that time, I didn't tell you what to wait, so some people left. But you stayed. But today, I think I can tell you something-and it seems no secret."

Ying Jue Ran took a deep breath and smiled and said, "He is back."

The whisper sounded among the crowd, as if the breeze blew the wheat waves.

Ying resolutely waved his hand. Then he saw the lights on outside the courtyard gate - the headlights.

People noticed his eyes and turned their heads to look out.

It was a conspicuous black business car.

There was a slight low voice in the whisper - many people were wondering whether the person in the car would be what Ying Jue Ran said.

The car drove into the villa courtyard and stopped on the west side. Some people went to see Ying Jueran again.

Their former director seemed to have expected such a guest tonight, and walked down the steps with a calm expression and came to the next to the business car.

The car door opened and the two walked out.

Not the one people guess.

But despite this, the people in the courtyard still became silent in an instant.

There were two people coming in total. They were all very familiar with each other.

A man had gray hair and tall figure, wearing a dark green military dress. The shoulders of the military dress were eaves and two golden dragon stars on the eaves.

This is a lieutenant general in the empire - a general who truly holds actual power.

For these people, his appearance is even more familiar than the one next to him - he is Dai Bingcheng.

An uneasy and excited mood spread across the crowd. Some people were even glaring at him.

Because these people remember that it was General Dai who facilitated the Special Affairs Office’s layoff plan five years ago. It was also because of this “commendation” that he was appointed as Lieutenant General and was named Bo.

At this time, he appeared here, what was he going to do?

And the other one...

People almost couldn't figure out what the person came here for. But in fact it was precisely because of the existence of this person. People suppressed the anger and excitement in their hearts, and did not blurt out the words of provocation and cursing.

Because maybe in just a few years, that young man will become a symbol of the empire.

Crown Prince.

Dai Bingcheng glanced at these people and let out a sigh of relief.

He saw the suppressed emotions in their eyes, but he smiled instead.

So Ying walked to him resolutely and bowed slightly: "Dean."

Then nodded to the crown prince: "Your Highness."

Ying Recklessly's actions made the crowd turbulent again. However, before the doubtful voice was made, Ying Recklessly turned around and said in a deep voice: "Maybe many people have doubts in their hearts, but this is indeed a very long story."

"You guys don't know. Five years ago, the dean left me a sentence - the enemy is clear and I am secret."

People were slightly stunned. The smartest minds had already realized something, and became silent and excited.

"Di President Dai has never left us." Ying Ran said, "In the past five years, it is precisely because of his protection that our group has survived to this day. I can understand what everyone thought before, but today, you should know everything."

He spent ten minutes to tell the past. In the process, people were silent, but their eyes changed from suspicion and fear to incredible reverence, and finally became uncontrollably excited.

Five years ago, the Special Affairs Office encountered the most difficult situation in two hundred years - facing the fate of being laid off.

In fact, such calls have always existed for nearly a hundred years, but they have never become as threatening as they were five years ago.

In any mature regime, a powerful institution will not be allowed to have too much authority, but the existence of the Special Affairs Office is obviously an exception - as long as it is related to the "capable person", the executive can intervene with one of his own documents and use a large amount of resources.

Such facts make many people worried. Some people simply believe that this approach is a trampling on the rule of law of civilization, which has caused a gap in the imperial legal system to be cut open by privilege. Once this gap expands in a specific environment, it may bring a heavy and terrible blow to the country.

But others only consider it from a political perspective. In the history of the empire for hundreds of years, there was an institution called the "Embroidered Uniform Guard". The deformed expansion of that privileged institution almost caused the empire to be destructive. Today's Special Affairs Office obviously has such a trend. The political struggle is often accompanied by competition of force. No one can guarantee that he will not be moved by such a powerful force.

At that time, the species awakened, the isolation zone arrived, and the empire entered a wartime state. The emergence of more and more capable people made some people think that the Secret Service, as a du Li organization, is no longer suitable to "dominate" events related to "capable people" - Capable people, as an increasingly large group, should be included in the military system, and only in this way can they be supervised more effectively and play their huge role.

From a political perspective, this approach seems to be understandable - the Special Affairs Office was originally born because of this purpose.

However, for nearly two hundred years, this institution, which is a gathering place for those with ability, has already had its own sense of thinking.

What they have to do is not just "regulation".

They have to fight for something else for such a group.

The disbandment of the Secret Service and the inclusion of capable people under the military control system was undoubtedly a barbaric regression - their situation returned to before 1990 overnight.

However, it was not just the above reasons that made this decision come true, but also because another person had no news after landing on the moon, and everyone believed that he was dead.

Dai Bingcheng could not turn the tide - no one could do it. So the resolution was finally passed. Dai Bingcheng made a decision at the last moment. He cooperated with the resolution with an appropriate positive attitude and interpreted his own impression in the minds of some people more deeply.

All he did was to ask for something. Few people would doubt a civilian-born person—even if he was a capable person—the desire for power and wealth. Especially when this impression was long known to many people.

He broke through the "glass plate" above his head and was accepted as a member of that class.

But Yingyi came to Yanjing at that time - this was not his original intention.

At that time, a wide isolation belt appeared in the northeast of Yanjing. Before the changes, this isolation belt separated the provinces in the northeast from the vast territory further south for a whole year. During this whole year, Pingyang became the actual power center of the northeastern provinces.

In order to avoid some unnecessary suspicion, we should be resolutely sent to Beijing to assist in the abolition of the Northern Base of the Special Affairs Office.

So in that year, they should resolutely "turn a rebellion into enemies" with Dai Bingcheng. The two of them were strangers.

He tried to keep something for the secret service office with his own personal influence. But no one believed that such a young young man could really do something within the Yanjing area. The big men acquiesced to some of his "small moves" because of his concern for the old man in the Northeast, but almost no one knew that Ying was actually not alone.
To be continued...