After hearing her speak, everyone who was about to leave sat down again, waiting for her follow-up arrangements.
She raised her hand and brushed the tips of her slightly purple hair: "Because Zhou Wenbo was arrested, the internal guards will also conduct an investigation. Therefore, there will be insufficient manpower during the Lantern Festival, and we will leave the job of patrolling the streets to us."
"Are we going to be a support team too?" Mei Jianshi asked.
Hao Wenhong didn't have any objections: "It doesn't matter, I can just look at the lanterns and don't have to crowd around."
Yang Junyu knew what Wei Jie was talking about about patrolling the streets.
During the Lantern Festival, Zhuque Street is very lively, and the entrance to Tai Chi Palace at the end is the busiest place.
According to tradition, the emperor and his family would climb the city wall to enjoy themselves with the people.
In such a busy place, someone is naturally needed to maintain order and prevent accidents.
The main reason is that people in the Tang Dynasty actually have bad tempers and are very bloody, and they will easily get into fights if they don't agree with each other.
At that time, there will be crowds of people at the entrance of Tai Chi Palace, and large-scale fights will easily occur.
In previous years, this was the job of the internal defenders, but this year the internal defenders were under investigation and there were not enough manpower, so they had to take over this year.
Hao Wenhong is right. This is a good job. You don't have to worry about being crowded while patrolling the streets.
When people see people patrolling the streets, people will take the initiative to get out of the way. It can be said that this is one of the few opportunities every year when they can fish openly.
"In addition, tomorrow will be a severe cold. You can discuss among yourselves to adjust your vacation in the past few days." Wei Jie continued.
Mei Jianshi was the first to speak: "What do you think? Are you on duty before the year or during the New Year?"
"I want to go home to be with my brother this year, and I want to rest from New Year's Eve to the third day of the Lunar New Year!" Yang Junyu expressed his thoughts.
Hao Wenhong nodded: "Okay, I'll be on duty during the Chinese New Year, and I'll go back to rest before the New Year."
"Then I will rest before the end of the year." Zhao Xuewen replied, "I will go back to accompany my fiancée."
"Why don't you stay with me during the New Year?"
"She has too many relatives, and it would be extremely annoying to spend the New Year with her!" Zhao Xuewen looked helpless.
Mei Jianshi turned his head: "Where is Anman?"
"I'm just like him." Anman pointed at Yang Junyu with his chin, and then stopped talking.
Qu Jianbin immediately said: "Then I also..."
"Then you all come together. I'll do it with them both!" Wei Jie waved her hand and concluded the holiday.
"Boss, isn't your preference a bit too obvious?" Hao Wenhong had a hint of resentment on his face.
Wei Jie crossed her arms in front of her chest and shook her hair: "If you work hard and get good results, I will also prefer you!"
Upon hearing these words, Hao Wenhong suddenly deflated like a deflated ball.
"You guys, I think it's just going so well. We're not as enthusiastic as when we first came here... If this continues, I think it's time to move to a new group."
"No, boss, we promise to work hard, and we will definitely not..."
"Okay, okay, no need to guarantee," Wei Jie waved her hand, "Anyway, this time it's just me interceding in front of the queen, so there's no big punishment! I won't be able to show off my face a second time!"
Hearing her reveal her identity, several people subconsciously turned to look at Yang Junyu.
Noticing his calm expression, he turned back to look at Wei Jie.
Yang Junyu couldn't help but thought to himself, not only do I know that she is the princess, but I also know that there is a princess sitting next to her...
Several people quickly promised: "Princess, please rest assured, I will work harder in the future!"
No one wants to be transferred to a group.
Because although the first group and the second group are both action groups, there is still a big difference.
There are more people in one group, and when there are more people, intrigues are inevitable, and the atmosphere is not as relaxed as the second group.
The second group feels a bit like the elite group. Although there are not many people here, everyone has their own specialties.
Qu Jianbin is an expert in blasting and bomb disposal; Hao Wenhong is good at analysis; Yang Junyu is not clear about the specialties of Zhao Xuewen and Mei Jianshi.
Wei Jie is a network expert, and as for Anman... I don't know what her specialties are.
As for Yang Junyu himself, the specialty column of the database information reads: Fighting Master.
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At 5:30 the next morning, Yang Junyu came to the conference room early to practice the exercises by himself.
Screens suspended in the air played various news, as well as weather forecasts.
According to the latest forecast from Qintianjian, it will start to snow heavily at 8 a.m.
At six o'clock, everyone else came over and continued to practice with Yang Junyu.
Wei Jie and An Man came here together. As soon as they entered the door, they started shouting: "Practice hard. It's a big cold today. After practice, we will go to the cafeteria to eat glutinous rice cakes."
"Okay sister, come over and practice quickly!" Yang Junyu pulled her aside and started practicing.
Since ancient times, people in Dahan have had the habit of eating glutinous rice.
So after practicing, everyone went to the cafeteria to eat glutinous rice cakes to celebrate the last solar term of the year.
When there are no cases, the secret guard's job is relatively easy.
Just surf the Internet, look for people whose identities are unclear, or process reports from people, investigate suspicious elements, and so on.
Or you can look at the details of past cases to prevent any omissions, etc.
The morning passed quickly, and when it was almost noon, Wei Jie suddenly stood up: "Xiao Yang, and Xiao Man, you two come with me to the palace."
"Enter the palace?" Yang Junyu was a little curious, "What are you doing in the palace?"
"Receive the reward! Do you think it's possible?" Wei Jie asked, "In this case, you will inevitably get scolded. You two handled it well last time, go and share some firepower with me!"
Yang Junyu immediately realized that these words should be meant for other people in the group.
The identity of Princess Wei Jie is known to everyone in the second team. Although the secret guards are not responsible for this case, a scolding is definitely unavoidable.
In the early morning of the 15th, it was thanks to Yang Junyu and Anman that a crisis was resolved, so it was normal to ask two meritorious people to share the firepower.
Others can understand it, but Yang Junyu estimates that the actual purpose may be unusual.
The three of them took the elevator up and saw heavy snow falling outside as soon as they opened the door.
While walking towards the inner palace, Yang Junyu asked: "Sister, what's going on?"
"It's nothing. His Majesty just wants to treat you to a meal and chat with you." Wei Jie said with a smile.
"Your Majesty invites me to dinner?" Yang Junyu was slightly startled, "Yes... is there anything you want to tell me?"
"I guess I am more interested in your weird skills. After all, you are a rare genius who can create this kind of Kung Fu." Wei Jie answered while kicking the snow at his feet.
Yang Junyu felt helpless at this answer, but if he thought about it carefully, he would have to face this sooner or later.
Arriving outside Guangshun Gate, he underwent inspection as usual, handed in the terminal, and then entered Yanying Hall under the leadership of the palace maid.
Entering the palace, the first thing you see is the queen sitting behind the desk.
In addition, there were two people sitting next to him, a man and a woman, both of whom were wearing black military uniforms.
Yang Junyu happens to know both of these two people, because their information can be found on the Internet.
The woman is the eldest princess Li Murphy, the commander of the Northern Military Region.
She should be just fifty years old this year, but she looks to be in her early forties. It can be seen from her complexion and sitting posture that she usually has the habit of exercising.
She wears a high ponytail, doesn't wear any jewelry, and looks like a relatively friendly person.
The man next to him looked younger, with bright eyes, and was looking over here with a teacup in his hand.
In terms of appearance, he should have been a handsome and handsome boy when he was young. Unfortunately, there is a hideous scar on the right side of his face.
This scar starts from the peak of the eyebrow and goes down crookedly to the bottom of the mouth.
Scars that cannot be eliminated in this era must meet two conditions: first, the injury is not treated in time, and second, the wound is deep enough to show the bone, and it may even be fatal!
It is this scar that makes his delicate face look fierce, but if you just look at his eyes, you will feel that he is a person with a good personality.
This person's information can also be seen online. He is Wei Jie's father, King Qi Li Molin.
Once these members of the royal family leave the front line or sit in any important position, their resumes can be found on the Internet.
Yang Junyu quickly saluted: "I have met the queen! I have met the two highnesses!"
"No courtesy, sit down quickly!"
The queen waved her hand with a smile: "Okay, don't be nervous. It's just that the case is over this time, and there are some things that His Majesty wants to talk to you about, so he asked you to come over and have a meal with you..."
"Yes!" Yang Junyu quickly agreed.
I originally planned to flatter him twice, but I thought that the royal family today is different from that in ancient times, so I didn't say much.
At this time, Wei Jie was already sitting next to Li Molin: "Dad, why are you here today?"
"What's wrong with your head?" Li Molin asked, pointing to her pink hair.
"Hey, this is all for disguise, don't worry about it." Wei Jie waved her hand, "Besides, don't you think it looks good?"
"you……"
Seeing that Li Molin seemed to be losing his temper, the eldest princess Li Murphy quickly stopped her: "The situation of their secret guards is special. This is what they should do. Don't teach the children because of this!"
"Well, aunt is right!" Wei Jie quickly gave her a thumbs up.
At this time, Anman also took two steps forward: "Aunt, uncle."
"An Ran, I heard that the case was successfully solved, well done!" Li Molin praised.
"The main reason is that he is so powerful..." Anman looked at Yang Junyu and said.
It can be seen that she and her relatives don't like to communicate very much, and they are somewhat of a topic terminator.
But fortunately, everyone knew her nature and no one said anything.
The Queen smiled and said: "An Ran, go and ask your father. It's not easy to get together today. Don't be like usual and stay out until dinner!"
"yes!"
Anman agreed, turned around and walked into the back door.
Yang Junyu was arranged to sit on a chair next to him, and a palace maid brought him a cup of tea.
After thanking him, he just sat there obediently, not daring to speak actively.
After all, this is the royal family, and no one can say whether there are any taboos.
However, the Queen took the initiative to speak: "In the early morning of the 15th, Your Majesty and I watched the scene together. Your skills are truly unprecedented."
"Thank you for the compliment from the Queen. It's just something I came up with casually because I like to exercise."
At this time, Li Murphy, who was next to him, smiled: "Our Datang has always been jokingly called the fighting desert. If this kid doesn't become a soldier, he might be able to make up for the shortcomings of our Datang."
"Hey, it would be a shame for such a good young man not to be a soldier!" Li Molin waved his hand, then looked at Yang Junyu and asked: "But with your skills, can you teach other soldiers to become as powerful as you?"
Yang Junyu shook his head slightly: "Your Highness, this is difficult! As the saying goes, there are specialties in the arts. Most of the soldiers' skills are in firearms. No matter how hard you practice, you can't be better than those who rely on this to make a living, right?"
There is no denying that there are geniuses everywhere. Maybe some soldiers can be as good as ordinary people who have been training for ten years after a few years of training.
But this kind of genius is rare after all, and what the army needs is not rare geniuses, but qualified soldiers who can be mass-produced.
"That's true. If everyone in our Tang Dynasty army was as skilled as you, the overall combat effectiveness would be directly increased by another dimension!" the queen said with a smile.
Li Molin suddenly said: "Speaking of which, I have also learned a lot of foreign kung fu and have worked hard in unarmed combat. Why not give it a try?"
Yang Junyu quickly shook his head: "With all due respect, Your Highness is not my opponent. If you rush into a spar, if you get hurt, I can't afford it..."
In fact, it stands to reason that he could agree and then pretend to lose to King Qi.
But you can't do this. Although practicing martial arts is not cultivation, it also requires a stable Taoist mind. Doing this is tantamount to deceiving yourself and may easily affect your future practice.
"Hey, you are not old, but your tone is not small!" Li Molin laughed loudly, "But this is the so-called martial arts without second place. I really want to compete with you."
At this time, a cheerful voice also sounded from behind the screen beside the Queen: "Hahaha... This kid is very energetic!"
Yang Junyu listened carefully and saw the footsteps of two people, one of whom was the familiar Anman.
As the cheerful dialect fell, two figures also walked out from behind the screen.
Amman walked in front, followed by a man.
He looks like he is under forty, but online encyclopedia information shows that he should be forty-nine this year.
He was also wearing a black military uniform, but unlike the others, his shoulder straps were not stars, but a dragon.
The collar of the shirt is not a tie, but a black gemstone.
He is about 1.85 meters tall and has a pretty standard figure. Just like Li Molin, it can be seen that he was a little kid when he was young.
Needless to say about his identity, this is the current emperor of the Tang Empire - Li Mofeng.
I originally thought that the emperor should have gained some weight, but when I thought about it carefully, with Shang Pharmacy, the royal family's personal health team, it would be difficult for him to gain weight.
Yang Junyu quickly stood up and saluted: "I have met Your Majesty!"
"Well, sit down!"
Li Mofeng waved his hand with a cheerful smile on his face: "This person looks much more handsome than in the video! He also has good kung fu. No wonder my niece is praising you to the sky."
"Your Majesty, you are so lucky..."
"No need to be polite! Luck is also a part of strength, right? Just chat casually today, and we'll have hot pot later!"
Seeing the emperor's cheerful expression, Yang Junyu quickly agreed.
Then King Qi brought the topic back again: "Since you are worried about getting hurt, why not try another method of competition?"
