Siheyuan: Since 1942

In 1948, Chen Jingming moved into No. 95 Nanluogu Lane, Beijing. The neighbors didn't know who this Nanyang guest was. All I know is that he is quiet, reticent, and has a pomegranate tree planted in his yard. Two months later, the first batch of supplies was unloaded at Tianjin Port. Rifles, trucks, planes. Enough to replace the entire North China Field Army from head to toe. He handed over everything and returned it himself. Under the pomegranate tree, the chickens and dogs next door have nothing to do with him. In June 1950, the Korean War broke out. On the day the U. S. Army landed at Inchon, he received a telegram: "The first batch of reloading troops has crossed the Yalu River." Chen Jingming burned the telegram. He knew this day would come from the beginning. The four million tons of supplies have been shipped long ago. Five years later. Lebanon, Beirut. On the pier of Jounieh Bay, tanks were driving down the gangplank one after another. Sixty-two tons of gold have just been put into the underground vault of the gold exchange. The Bank Secrecy Act awaits a vote in the halls of Parliament. This time, he was no longer standing under the pomegranate tree. He sat in his study in Cold Spring Harbor, looking at another country on the map, filled bit by bit with his will. This book focuses on the long-term layout of the Cold War, with a large amount of foreshadowing collected across multiple volumes, focusing on the overall game deduced layer by layer.