If you are a human being, you want to live a little more than nine, and no one wants to die early. As the emperor, Zhu Youxiao is no exception. In this era when his average life span is less than 40 years old, a common cold can often take away a person's life. Although Zhu Youxiao is only 21 years old this year (Xu Sui), he often feels a little overwhelmed in recent years. In addition, after hearing Yang Feng's words of coaxing and scaring, the young Ming emperor finally agreed to Yang Feng's seemingly ridiculous request.

Comrade Cao Dazhong, the eunuch in Nanjing, was firmly opposed at the beginning of Yang Feng's courage to take His Majesty the Emperor of Ming to run around. That night, he knelt on the ground and began to beg Zhu Youxiao to stop this absurd behavior, but he was rejected or even scolded by Zhu Youxiao without hesitation.

"Cao Dazhong, you have to take care of me in the palace. Now I have a rare trip to the palace. Do you still want to take care of me? Could it be that you hope that my body will remain so weak so that I can see my ancestors as soon as possible?"

Cao Dazhong knelt on the ground and was so scared that he didn't dare to say another word. Damn, this hat was too big, and it was heartbreaking every sentence. Cao Dazhong was just a slave of the emperor, how could he bear this crime? Well, let's not persuade him. Your Majesty, what do you want? So from the next day, Qianhu Institution had a strange scenery, and two young people wearing rubber shoes and camouflage uniforms began to run around Qianhu Institution.

Although Yang Feng had expected that Zhu Youzhai would not be in good health, he did not expect that he would be so bad. He ran less than 200 meters on the first day and was exhausted and panting. After running more than 200 meters, Zhu Youzhai's breathing was no different from that of the old cow who was pulling a cart. He needed Yang Feng's support to move forward, and this distance was not even a warm-up for Yang Feng.

"Your Majesty, your body is really bad. To put it bluntly, even an eight-year-old naughty boy is better than you in the Qianjiao's Qianjiao." Yang Feng was speechless about Zhu Youxiao's slap attributes.

"Bad... nonsense..." After hearing Yang Feng's words, Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but stared at him and cursed with his eyes: "I... I have never run for so long since I grew up. It's already rare to be able to run here now."

What else can Yang Feng say? He can only rub his nose. No wonder the Zhu family’s life span is not very long. It is really difficult for such a slag body to live for a few more years. Even if the palace has the best imperial doctors and the best medicinal materials, it will be a whole lot for such a useless body.

The result of the first day of running was that he ran less than a mile away, and Zhu Youxiao was carried back to Qianhu House by Yang Feng.

After returning to Qianhu House, Cao Dazhong and Tian Ergeng, who were recovering from injuries, saw the pale face and sweating like the rain, all of them looked like Zhu Youxiao, who could die at any time. Cao Dazhong was so distressed that he knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, while Tian Ergeng was so angry that he wanted to take the knife to fight for his life. In the end, Zhu Youxiao forced himself to stop them.

Looking at Zhu Youxiao, who was lying on the bed, Cao Dazhong choked up and said, "Your Majesty... You... You suffered, it was all caused by Yang Feng, the one who killed thousands of swords. You are a body of thousands of gold. How could you bear such a sin? You must not go tomorrow."

Zhu Youxiao did not speak, and Tian Ergeng, who was standing beside him, chewed his teeth. Two days ago, he was broken by Yang Feng, and quickly sent someone to Nanjing to invite a doctor to come, fix the broken bones, and use a suspender to fix the right hand. Now he can only use his left hand to eat and bathe. He has long hated Yang Feng, the culprit. Now, he hates Zhu Youxiao even more when he sees Zhu Youxiao's tragic situation.

Tian Ergeng's left hand was tightly holding the knife handle on his waist and said word by word: "Please give your majesty the order. I will go to Nanjing to mobilize troops. When the army arrives, I will immediately arrest Yang Feng and cut him into pieces and razor Qianhu to the ground. I will let you out this anger!"

"What do you know?"

After resting for a while, Zhu Youxiao's complexion improved a lot. He stopped Tian Ergeng and said calmly: "I realized that Yang Feng had no malice towards me, and what he said might not make no sense. If my body continues like this, it will probably not take long to be destroyed. Yang Feng is right, this person should move more. If he sits all day long, even a cow will be destroyed."

Tian Ergeng stopped talking. As the commander of the Jinyiwei, he was also a martial artsman. Naturally, he knew that a person who exercised regularly would definitely be better than a person who sat at home all day. But sometimes people were so strange. He knew that this was right, but after changing the object to another person, he couldn't stand it. Like Cao Dazhong, Zhu Youxiao was a body of gold, but he ran around like a lowly martial artist all day long. This also caused the loss of the identity of the emperor. Now, after hearing what Zhu Youxiao said, he felt that it seemed that it was really the case. God is fair. It would not give you a strong body just because you are the emperor. Everything depends on your own efforts.

Tian Ergeng was silent, Cao Dazhong's mouth moved and finally shut up. Everyone knows this common sense. In the past, people didn't say it was because they were afraid of taking responsibility. Now the emperor himself raised it and if they dissuaded them again, it would seem ulterior motives...

Since there was no reason to object, I had to continue running next. On the second and third day, Zhu Youxiao was still carried back by Yang Feng. On the fourth day, it was a little better and was helped back. Although Zhu Youxiao was trained miserably by Yang Feng every morning, the effect was immediate. Half a month later, Zhu Youxiao could already jog for two miles and walk back by himself. From the fifth day, Yang Feng taught Zhu Youxiao a set of Ba Duan Jin movements, asking him to practice them once in the morning and evening.

After all, he is a young man, and the effect of exercise is immediate. After more than half a month of exercise, Zhu Youxiao's physical fitness is gradually improving and his appetite is slowly increasing. Originally, Zhu Youxiao couldn't finish a small bowl of rice every meal, but now he can eat a big bowl. His pale face gradually turned bloody. Seeing that the effect is so obvious, even if Cao Dazhong and Tian Ergeng don't like Yang Feng, they have to admit that his method is indeed effective. Zhu Youxiao's health is indeed much better than before.

Zhu Youxiao, who became more and more excited, even had the urge to live here forever. Although it was not as magnificent as the palace, there were not so many palace maids and eunuchs, and there was no luxury to serve him, everything here made him feel very fresh and curious, especially after dinner in the evening, Yang Feng would teach him some basic mathematics and historical knowledge. These unheard of knowledge for Zhu Youxiao, who was eager to learn from the sky. Every day, he was eager to learn these knowledge that he had never seen before.

According to Zhu Youxiao's idea, he had to stay here for at least three or five years, but unfortunately things were always not satisfactory. In mid-March, a letter from the capital interrupted Zhu Youxiao's peaceful life...
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