The change of power must have begun, and the birds in the palace have noticed it, gathering on the eaves to watch indifferently; the dealer's position must have changed, and the feathers of the domesticated beasts have stood up, and they are slowly pacing in the courtyard. The sunny day was shining brightly, and the waiter rushed away in a hurry, and the breeze ruffled the lace on the back of his head; the women in the palace folded the last winter coat with a satisfied look on their faces, and put it into the suitcase with the sachet; the banquet in the secret courtyard was arranged, but the singer was nowhere to be seen, and the court officials held a glass of clear spring water to congratulate each other. Family members serve the Heavenly Family, and common people get married. It seems to be an ordinary day in the capital. It was so ordinary that the historian scratched his hair and only left a few words. Of course, many days later, people finally realized: this is the beginning, this day, the dividend of power will change hands.