Mid-August.

Nearly ten thousand people in the country of Vientiane were rioting, fleeing from the border one after another, shouting that they would become the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

At the same time, several generals from the Xilim Kingdom led 8,000 military divisions to mutiny and demanded that the king surrender to the Great Zhou.

In addition, dozens of tribes around all surrendered to the Great Zhou and were willing to serve the people.

Driven by the people, at the end of August, the two major powers in the south of the Great Zhou, the Kingdom of Vientiane and the Kingdom of Xilimu, officially submitted a letter of surrender to the Great Zhou, and they all surrendered to the Great Zhou.

Whether the kings of these two countries are sincere or not is no longer important.

After the Great Zhou exempted the land tax, the people's hearts had already returned to the Great Zhou. If they wanted to exempt the land tax, the imperial officials would starve to death within half a year.

In desperation, he had to choose to surrender.

After receiving these good news, Zhao Yan, who had just returned to Changdan, couldn't help but be surprised. He didn't expect that the policy of exempting land tax was so magical. He accidentally unified several surrounding countries and tribes.

Now, in the Great Surrounding Area, only Goryeo and Beimeng are still alive and cannot make any big waves.

At this moment, the pharmacist, with nearly a thousand dead soldiers, had already mixed into Changdan City.

Today, Changdan City has a permanent population of more than 500,000, and nearly a thousand strangers have flocked in. There is no difference at all.

...

In the afternoon, the Great Zhou Palace and the Imperial Garden.

Zhao Yan was lying on a recliner, with four plates of dried fruits on his left and several pieces of cut fruits on his right. Two maids behind him were dancing lightly with fans for him.

Zhao Yan was fishing.

Why fish?

Idle.

Now, the Great Zhou is thriving, and Zhao Yan has no burden on him.

"Oh, I am only in my twenties, and my life has no challenges. I can get whatever I want. It will seem boring and boring in the future!" Zhao Yan sighed in his heart.

Swish!

Zhao Yan pulled the fishing rod hard, and a big fish with a light red luster was caught.

"Your Majesty, it's so great!"

"Your Majesty, you are so awesome!"

The two palace maids beside him flattered.

However, Zhao Yan did not have much joy on his face. There were at least a thousand big fish in the pond in front of him. Even if he threw it in with a hemp rope, there might be fish that were caught.

It's really unchallenging!

...

Another day, at the court meeting.

Zhao Yan sat on the dragon throne. After solving some trivial matters, he suddenly looked at the ministers below and frowned slightly.

Then, he walked down and looked at each minister.

All the ministers were a little stunned, not knowing what Zhao Yan was going to do, but seeing Zhao Yan's face was serious, they didn't dare to ask.

Xiao Jingye was also confused, and finally couldn't help it. Seeing that Zhao Yan had already left, he couldn't help but bow and asked, "Your Majesty, I saw you frowning and then wandering among the ministers. Could it be that I have some doubts? I will definitely share my worries!"

"well!"

Zhao Yan sighed, then returned to the dragon throne, and then looked forward and said, "My dear friends, do you think you need to lose weight?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the ministers looked around and then smiled awkwardly.

As the Great Zhou Dynasty flourished, although the salaries of officials were reduced, the various food, clothing, and transportation rewards from the court increased a lot.

In addition, everyone was not very busy and had no worries. After going to court, they basically drank and ate meat. After a few months, nearly 80% of the officials in the hall became fat.

Looking down, except for Yang Hong, Shen Tuyi and other military generals, Shangguan Unyue, who had to run around the imperial city every day, everyone else gained a lot of weight.

Chu Baolai, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, and Hong Tianshun, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, became two round balls.

Zhao Yan continued: "Now, my Great Week is becoming more and more prosperous. You are all backbone of the country. If you are not healthy, how can you handle the affairs of the court? I decided to hold a long-distance race in a month. Anyone with a seventh rank or above and a fifty-five-year-old must participate. From the north gate of the imperial city to the pavilion outside the city, it must be completed within one hour. The top 20 people will receive a heavy reward, but if they fail, they may be suspended and ordered to exercise at home. In addition, I will also participate in this competition!"

From the north gate of the imperial city to the 10-mile slope pavilion outside the city, it is about twenty-five miles away.

For ordinary people, it is not very difficult to run twenty-five miles in one hour.

But it is not easy for some officials in the court who have overweight.

Hearing this, Shangguan showed a disdainful smile on his face. This kind of competition was too simple for him. He may not be able to compete with the general, but among civil servants, he is definitely the first!"

At this time, the military commander Yang Xinghuai walked out and said, "Your Majesty, although I am nearly sixty years old, I can still participate in this kind of competition."

Kong Moshan, not far away, curled his lips and muttered: You look amazing!

Kong Moshan is big and he has to rest for several days, not to mention twenty-five miles, even if he walks five miles.

Although his voice was not loud, it still came out.

All the ministers couldn't help but feel happy.

Zhao Yan also laughed out loud.

"If the military commander wants to participate, I will not stop him, but it will not be included in the ranking." Zhao Yan said with a smile.

Xiao Jingye, who was standing by, couldn't help but breathe a long sigh. Zhao Yan said this, then he wouldn't have to fight for his life to participate. He has old cold legs, and he is too old to participate in the competition.

"The reason why I plan to hold a competition after next month is that I hope everyone can exercise well within this month. Only when you are well can you make more contributions to my Great Week!"

After saying that, he retreated to the court.

Soon, news that all the officials of the court were going to conduct a long-distance race spread throughout the streets and alleys.

"One hour, twenty-five miles, is too simple. I can do it without sweating!" said a young man sitting in a manure truck.

"Does Your Majesty think that all scholars in the world should exercise? After all, the body is the capital of everything!"

"It's time for me to exercise. I used to be unable to eat enough, but now I'm always full. This is a happy worry!"

...

Throughout the dynasties, scholars like to interpret the will of the court the most.

The scholars in Changdan City felt that in the future, the court would inevitably regard their physical condition as a standard, so they did not study in the study or brag in the brothel, but instead began to run and exercise.

For a moment, a crazy long-distance running fever appeared in the Dazhou.

In the early morning and evening, many young scholars will appear on the streets of Changdan City, running wildly on the streets. What's more, they directly found a hard-working job for themselves and started to do it with great excitement.

The pharmacist hidden in Changdan City was so happy when he heard that Zhao Yan and the ministers of Dazhou were going to hold a long-distance race.
Chapter completed!