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Chapter 298: Everything is under control

Morning running, noon running, night running, all day running, interval running...

Not only Changdan City, but also men, but also a running craze throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty.

As young as five years old as young as seventy, all of them exercised with great enthusiasm.

Alleys, fields, and woods have almost become good places for running.

Zhao Yan couldn't help but be surprised when he heard the news about the long-distance running of various states reported below. However, after thinking about it carefully, he understood.

A scholar runs to be an official.

Some civil servants and scholars even went to some military generals to seek ways to practice their bodies.

People run because the weather is good this year. Every family has surplus food and is idle when they are full, not to mention that they can exercise after running.

Nowadays, the girls in the brothels, in addition to scholars and rich people, also like people who are good at running.

Running quickly became a fashion in Dazhou.

Anyone who doesn’t run a few steps means old-fashioned, backward and conservative.

The pharmacist originally lived in a hidden house, but only waited for a month to run with all the officials of the court, and he led people to assassinate him again.

But never thought that running caused such a sensation.

If he didn't go out for a few steps, the surrounding neighbors would soon go to the government to report that he might have problems.

In desperation, the pharmacist also led a group of people to run from time to time.

...

Late at night, I couldn't see my five fingers.

In the innermost room of a residence, five men sat around a square table with bright candlelight on the table and a map of animal skins.

The leader is the pharmacist, and the four men beside him are his absolute confidants.

The pharmacist looked at the map of the animal skin and said, "According to reliable information, Zhao Yan and the ministers of the Great Zhou Dynasty would inevitably pass through this peach blossom forest when they were running, which was also the easiest place for us to do. On that day, we lie here in advance. When the Emperor of the Great Zhou came to the peach blossom forest, I ordered the thousand dead soldiers in Beimeng to quickly surround them, and then we would assassinate the little emperor of Great Zhou with all our goals. He was the only target. When the assassination was successful, we would evacuate quickly. As for how many officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty could be killed, it was the mission of the Northern Meng Dead soldiers. Those dead soldiers would definitely not survive, but we could completely escape as the people."

"Master, I heard that there are many masters hidden around the little emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. What if we can't kill him in a short time?" asked a man.

The pharmacist snorted coldly and said, "The Lord of the country has obtained a hundred crossbows the day before yesterday. As long as he enters our ambush circle, he will definitely die!"

One hundred crossbows?

The other four couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Now, in Changdan, even a weapon needs to be reported, and weapons such as cannons, sky thunder and other weapons are absolutely confidential and cannot be seen by ordinary people.

It is very rare for a pharmacist to get a hundred crossbows.

The pharmacist drew a fork with his finger on the part of the Peach Blossom Forest of the map, and then said confidently: "Zhao Yan, since you are seeking death, then the Lord of the country will fulfill you!"

The next morning, the palace was covered with arches.

The Minister of Revenue Chu Baolai and the Imperial Army Commander Shen Tuyi came to Zhao Yan.

"Your Majesty, in the past three months, a large number of foreign citizens have poured into Changdan City. According to my knowledge, most of these people are Northern Mongolians and Goryeo, with a number of about 1,300." Chu Baolai, the Minister of Revenue, reported.

The reason why he knew so well was that in March last year, Zhao Yan asked him to start the "identity book" and formulate a plan.

The identity book, that is, all the people in the Great Zhou Dynasty, will form a series of numbers, each number is unique. With this number, the people in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and if there is no one, they are outsiders.

The people did not know about this plan, but the officials of the Great Zhou were very aware of it, and its significance to the Great Zhou was too great.

It was based on this identity book that Chu Baolai discovered that the number of people pouring in Changdan was a bit strange after a secret investigation.

At this time, Shen Tuyi bowed and said, "Your Majesty, after learning about this, I also made a secret visit and found that the leader of this group of people was no one else, but the pharmacist of the Goryeo Kingdom. These people are very likely to be unfavorable to Your Majesty during the long-distance race. I suggest you clear them immediately."

A faint smile appeared on Zhao Yan's face, and then he shook his head.

"No, don't disturb them, the long-distance running competition will continue. I have my own idea." Zhao Yan looked at the map on the dragon case, and then drew a circle at the location of the peach blossom forest outside the city.

Zhao Yan already knew about it the second day after the pharmacist entered Changdan.

With the Dragon Guards here, nothing can be hidden from him.

...

Time flies, and a month passes in a flash.

Finally, the time for the long-distance running competition in the big circumference is here.

Outside the north gate of the imperial city, there were crowds of people.

In the city gate, officials under the seventh rank of the Great Zhou Dynasty and under the age of fifty-five are all like this. Everyone is wearing thin shirts and is dressed like going to a river to take a bath, which is quite neat.

The martial coach Yang Xinghuai, who is nearly 70 years old, is also located in it.

Shangguan was unhappy and looked confident and was moving his body.

Some officials are constantly drinking water to prevent themselves from dehydrating.

These people are pillars of the imperial court, so Zhao Yan naturally could not let everyone make mistakes. Every 100 meters, there was an imperial guard standing guard, and the surrounding cars and horses were equipped with various water and food and imperial doctors.

The pharmacist stood among the people around him, showing an excited smile on his face.

"Hmph, if the Great Zhou has such a lineup, then killing the little emperor of the Great Zhou would be easy!"

At this moment, Shen Tuyi looked at the crowd outside and murmured in his heart: "These Northern Mongolian people and Goryeo people are going to be severely insulted!"

At this moment, Zhao Yan appeared above the city gate.

Zhao Yan was wearing a loose white dress and a pair of boots. He looked very handsome, and he must have been step by step when running.

Zhao Yan waved his hand below, and the crow and magpies suddenly became silent. Everyone looked at Zhao Yan with admiration.

Zhao Yan smiled and coughed dryly, saying, "I announced that the long-distance running competition has officially begun. The people can supervise the entire journey on both sides of the track and cheer for the officials!"

"Let's go!"

As soon as Zhao Yan finished speaking, he saw an obese middle-aged man rushing forward first.

This person is no other person, Gao Feng, the Minister of Rites. His weight has soared for twenty years this year, and he is the key weight loss target named by Zhao Yan.

Then all the officials ran forward.

Under the protection of Heiwa and Shen Tuyi, Zhao Yan also ran forward.

Gao Feng was so tired that he was out of breath after running 300 meters.

At this time, Shangguan didn't like to run over slowly and said, "Oh, isn't this Mr. Gao? I thought you were at the end, but you ran back again. Why did you sweat so much!"

Hearing this, Gao Feng suddenly felt more strength, and immediately wiped his sleeves against his forehead, gritted his teeth and ran up again.

Zhao Yan behind him sighed: "This Shangguan is unhappy, his mouth is so smelly! But after Gao Feng was angry, he might be able to run the entire journey!"

At the same time, the pharmacist led some of his subordinates to the people and quietly followed Zhao Yan, moving forward slowly.
Chapter completed!
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