Chapter 172 The Moon of Yesteryear
"Minister, urgent telegram, please attend a meeting."
Zhao Le's worried gaze fell on Xie Ning. Why send someone to a meeting at a time like this? Life is getting shorter and shorter, can't you make things easier for people?
"It's alright. Didn't you say you were going to make osmanthus cake? Let Nuanyang go with you to pick some. I'll definitely want some when I get back."
Speaking of Nuanyang, the girl with braids and wearing a military uniform next to him immediately stood up straight and shouted, "I will definitely protect Dean Zhao in picking osmanthus flowers!"
"Silly child," Zhao Le sighed, but she didn't try to stop her anymore; she couldn't stop her anyway.
As Zhao Le carried the basket out, he chatted with Nuanyang. This girl had just arrived. After Xie Ning came to Beiping, all of her bodyguards were replaced. Xiao Yang returned to Guangdong Province to take up a post, Erniu went to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and Xiao Guo took Chuncao back to Henan. All of them had been arranged.
"Judging from your accent, you sound like someone from Shanghai."
Nuanyang lagged half a step behind, her eyes brightening upon hearing this. "How did Dean Zhao know? I was born in Shanghai!" But she didn't think she had an accent.
Zhao Le thought to herself, "She's from Shanghai herself, how could she not know?"
"You seem to really like Minister Xie, don't you?" The little girl's eyes lit up when she saw him, without any attempt to hide it.
Nuanyang could only say that, but she didn't say why she liked it. She only knew that many of the books in the house were given by Aunt Xie, as well as her longevity lock. Her mother was also saved by Aunt Xie. As she listened to her mother talk about what her father and Aunt Xie did together, she felt more and more admiration for them.
The older she got, the more she knew, and the more she thought that she wanted to become that kind of woman, independent and self-reliant. Even if she couldn't be a heroine, she wanted to create her own world!
Taking advantage of her break time, Nuanyang returned home and immediately spoke to the black and white portrait on the cabinet as soon as she entered, "Dad, I'm home!"
Then she went straight to the kitchen, "Mom, I saw Aunt Xie!"
Ruan Yuan chuckled and playfully pinched Nuan Yang's nose. "Happy now? You've been talking about meeting her every day. Now that you're Aunt Xie's orderly, you'd better protect her well!"
"Yes, yes! Of course! Mom, Aunt Xie even praised my martial arts skills. I learned all my skills from Uncle Wang. None of those guards can beat me!"
"Alright, I fried tofu balls today. Eat up! I'll take a bowl of them to your Uncle Wang later!" Ruan Yuan watched the children eating happily in the hall, then gently wiped the photo frame with a clean cloth.
"Da Liu, our lives are getting better and better, so you can rest assured."
When the news of Liu Ping's assassination by Kuomintang agents in Wuzhou, Guangxi, reached her, she almost went insane. Fortunately, she had a child, which helped her maintain her sanity.
Fate always loves to play tricks on people.
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Zhao Le placed the osmanthus cake on Xie Ning's table. Seeing her frowning, Zhao Le wanted to ask what had happened, but since Xie Ning hadn't said anything upon returning, it must be a secret, and Zhao Le knew the importance of it.
She's been very busy lately, with a lot of things to do at the hospital, so today is the only day she can take a break.
Xie Ning rubbed his temples. The guards discovered the spies, and after arresting and interrogating them, they found that they were sent by the Kuomintang. They planned to bomb the city gate during the ceremony.
They only arrested a few low-level scouts. Even if they couldn't contact these people, the Kuomintang might still send planes to bomb them. Therefore, after discussion, they decided to move the original ceremony time from 10 a.m. to 3 p.m., because the bombers had better visibility in the morning than in the afternoon.
Besides this, we also need to be vigilant in other areas. The few aircraft we have should be loaded with shells and ready for battle, and the artillery units should also be ready to be on standby at any time.
As dawn broke in the eastern sky and the earth gradually brightened, a light rain fell in Guangzhou, far south of the Yangtze River. A man in military uniform walked up a wooden staircase, and in front of the large French windows stood a thin man in a long robe.
The man in military uniform spoke calmly, indicating that the plane was ready, then paused before continuing, "The United States refused to allow the plane to land in Busan for refueling."
This means that if their plane takes off, it will be unable to return.
When is the ceremony?
"Three o'clock in the afternoon." The change of time clearly indicates that their operation has been exposed, and the other party must have been prepared.
The man in the long robe gazed at the rain falling outside the window for a long time, then sighed, "The mandate of heaven is no more."
"Cancel the mission."
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