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Three Chiefs approached, smiling as they shook hands with the group. The Chief in military uniform also helped introduce the other two Chiefs. Xin Shengtian was at the front of the line, followed by Brother Three, then Shen Dahai, and finally Xin Yi. The Chief in military uniform introduced them in order: "This is General Xin, this is General Dong, this is General Shen..."
When it was Xin Yi's turn, Number One Leader kindly extended his hand and said with a smile, "This one doesn't need an introduction; you must be Major Xin! Hello, Major Xin!"
Major? Xin Yi was a bit puzzled. When did he become a national official? Although this rank was minor, even being a village chief meant he was a proper official, far better than his previous hidden identity. But why had no one informed him of such great news? If he had known he was promoted to major, he would have hosted a grand banquet at the Wangfu for three days! Instead, it felt like he was trying to prove how low-key he was. In reality, such high-profile recognition should be celebrated.
Xin Yi reached out to shake hands with Number One Leader and suddenly said, "You know me too? That means I'm quite famous!"
Number One Leader paused slightly before responding with a smile, "Haha, yes indeed, Major Xin is quite famous. We all remember your contributions to the country and the people."
"Haha, Chief is overpraising me; it's nothing special," Xin Yi shamelessly replied. "I haven't done much—just a little here and there for the people, serving the country loyally, eliminating gangs, reclaiming territory, maintaining world peace—it's really just a tiny bit of effort on my part, nothing worth mentioning!"
"Hahaha, this young man is quite amusing," Number One Leader said with a smile that left those nearby in Military Morale worried for Xin Yi.
However, Xin Yi foolishly continued, "Thank you for the compliment, Chief! I actually find you quite interesting; you're nothing like what I see on television."
"Oh? Why do you say that, Major Xin?" Number One Leader's smile momentarily froze before returning to normal. "Please tell me how I'm different from what you see on TV."
Xin Shengtian in his wheelchair wanted to pull Xin Yi over and slap him twice. This grandson usually seemed quite clever; how could he speak so thoughtlessly in front of the Chief? Was he stunned by meeting the Chief? But he didn't look like it. What was his game? Was he trying to show off in front of the Chief?
At that moment, Xin Yi replied, "It's different. I didn't notice it when I saw you on TV, but now that I see you in person, I realize that you're so approachable in daily life! The key point is that you're much more handsome in real life than on TV! I'm really glad about that."
You’re digging your own grave! You’re glad? The Chief could easily take your head off with a blink. Even those around Xin Shengtian confirmed that Xin Yi's head had indeed been kicked by a donkey several times.
However, the Chief is the Chief, and his tolerance is indeed greater than that of these generals. The Chief not only did not get angry but instead cheerfully patted Xin Yi on the shoulder and said, "Young man, you are quite straightforward, which is a good thing. Lincoln once said that after the age of thirty, one should take responsibility for their appearance. So I believe that when you say I am handsome, you are affirming my inner self, ha ha ha..."
You see, how magnanimous and wise the Chief is! It was a clever remark that both subtly acknowledged his own handsomeness and implied that his inner self is quite admirable. What does it mean to be smart? This is what it means to be smart; otherwise, how could he have become the Chief? You can't argue with that.
Then the Deputy Chief took Xin Yi's hand again and kindly said, "Hello, Major Xin. Actually, your earlier comment can be interpreted in another way. Have you read the Buddhist classic 'Impermanence Sutra'? There is a passage that says: 'All things are without form; forms arise from the mind. What can be seen is not truly material; what can be felt is not truly a matter. All things are empty; they are merely illusions of the mind. The hearts of ordinary people are prisons everywhere; only by transforming the world can one achieve a state of no-self. I am the world, and the world is me.'"
Xin Yi was completely stunned. These two Chiefs were remarkable! He had casually complimented the Chief for being more handsome than on television, and Number One Leader immediately quoted a Western classic while Deputy Chief even recited a Buddhist saying. That long string of classical text left him utterly confused. Speaking of which, aren't Chiefs supposed to be atheists? Can atheists also study Buddhist classics?
Before Xin Yi could react, the military-clad Chief took his hand again and laughed heartily, "Indeed, heroes emerge from youth! Regarding your earlier comment, my view is that 'a flower represents a world; a tree represents enlightenment.' Young man, we did not misjudge you!"
Sweat began to bead on Xin Yi's forehead. Did I say something inappropriate? Wasn't it just basic courtesy? Nowadays in society, isn't it common to call men 'handsome' and women 'beautiful'? He never expected such a simple compliment could lead to such profound philosophical discussions from the Chiefs. Truly impressive!
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, they quickly got to the point. The military Chief said, "We have all reviewed the report submitted by General Xin and believe this approach is excellent. In this peaceful era, both the Party and the country hope to resolve this historical issue through peaceful means. Therefore, as long as the overall direction remains unchanged, you may proceed as you see fit. The Party and country will provide appropriate assistance at suitable times; however, most of the work must rely on your own efforts since international public opinion pressure is sometimes beyond our control..."
The time for meeting with the Chiefs was short because they were busy—unlike you who seem to have nothing better to do than scratch fleas like Zhuge Liang capturing Meng Huo seven times. Number One Leader and Deputy Chief did not say anything substantial; they merely encouraged everyone to work hard for the Party and country, for proletarian dictatorship, and for all those who have yet to achieve a moderately prosperous life.
Generals Xin, Dong, and Shen sat up straight with rapt attention as they listened to their leaders' teachings, much like elementary school students gazing at their respected teacher with eyes full of excitement and reverence. Xin Yi felt this atmosphere was somewhat stifling; had he known coming to the capital would be like this, he wouldn't have come at all. Back in Longchuan, he could have reviewed his studies with Shu Rui—now that would have been meaningful! Who knows, he might even create a little life or something; that would feel much more fulfilling than sitting here unable to understand what the Chief was saying.
After encouraging everyone briefly, Number One Leader and Deputy Chief had another foreign delegation waiting for them to meet. Thus, they shook hands with everyone again before leaving with one last remark: "For specific matters, please report to General Zhang. As long as it does not violate relevant international agreements or party and national interests, the Central Committee will provide appropriate support and assistance. We hope you will live up to expectations and resolve this matter satisfactorily..."
General Zhang was the military Chief who accompanied both Chiefs during their visit. Although it was called a report, there was actually no need for one because General Zhang had already devised an overall plan before meeting them; now he was simply announcing it.
General Zhang would be in charge of directing the entire plan. Phantom Banner would serve as the assault force while Liaodong Military Region would act as the headquarters and military support for this plan. The Beng Hu Camp established by Xin Yi would be incorporated into Liaodong Military Region with Xin Yi serving as Camp Commander and Qin Dali as Deputy Camp Commander. Additionally, the military would assign an operations officer to Beng Hu Camp to assist with its military actions. However, although Beng Hu Camp enjoyed military affiliation in name, it would not be granted an official number; at times, the military might not even acknowledge their organization. In other words, Beng Hu Camp must obey military orders but would not receive any guarantees from them—put simply: if I send you out to do something and problems arise, it's not my responsibility.
Xin Yi was quite frustrated with this arrangement, but he did not voice any objections. What would be the point of offering suggestions? Certainly none. They could do whatever they wanted; once he returned to Longchuan, he would handle his own affairs as usual. As for this grand plan, it was better left to the leaders of the party and the country to consider. At most, if he needed to rally support from the Beng Hu Camp, he would just gather a few people.
The only gain from the whole situation was that the Brothers of the Beng Hu Camp were no longer nameless and faceless alongside him. Although the military would not publicly acknowledge the Beng Hu Camp's military structure, at least they were no longer just a gang. While being part of a gang could be quite a promising career, having a military identity while being involved in such activities would certainly be more impressive. Xin Yi also understood that the currently unrecognized military structure of the Beng Hu Camp was essentially bait. Regardless of whether this matter could be resolved smoothly, in the end, the Beng Hu Camp would still be just a pawn. Could a civilian gang armed group really become true soldiers? They might as well give up on that dream.
Could anyone say that Xin Yi did not love his Motherland? That would certainly not be true. If he did not love his country, he would not have reached a secret agreement with Liu Dingbang back when he was in Taiwan. Was he extremely patriotic? Perhaps he had not reached that fervent level of belief. Take this plan for example; since it had already been reported to the highest power core of the country, they would naturally handle it. Someone like him, a mere pawn, should focus on doing his own job well. With so many brothers following him now, even if this plan were to succeed perfectly, could the country really arrange for all these people? Ha ha, as always, they might as well give up on that idea.
The capital was indeed a nice place; why couldn't their Three Tiger Group develop there? As two military Hummers drove out of Zhongnanhai's gates, Xin Yi thought to himself that this could actually be possible.
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