Ma Xiaoping ran leisurely. It was only sixty miles away, so why should he be in a hurry?
Before we reached Zuo'anmen, there were many stragglers in front of us. There were still people standing on the side of the road, running away, holding one arm on their waist, panting heavily on the side of the road.
Ma Xiaoping knew that it would be useless to run as hard as he could from the beginning, and he would lose his energy after a while.
A big man in his twenties ran up to him from behind and said, "Brother, I see that you have been taking your time, not blushing, not out of breath. You have really good physical strength."
"I used to carry paper for a paper mill. The thing was very heavy. A wooden frame weighed two hundred pounds. I know that if I want to have endurance, I can't walk too fast. Otherwise, I will lose my energy after a while.
.What do you call me, big brother? What do you do?"
The big man had thick hands and feet, a red face, and a tanned skin.
He grinned, showing his big yellow teeth.
He said: "My name is Zhao Yongtang, and I carry big bags on the dock. Hehe, I have good physical strength. I can carry more than 200 grain bags a day."
Ma Xiaoping was stunned and asked: "Hey, Brother Zhao, you are not a soldier of the Beijing camp. What are you doing here to get involved? You are just running first. You are not a member of the military, and you are not rewarded with silver."
Zhao Yongtang looked around and whispered: "Brother, I think you are a good person. Let me tell you, I was hired by a corps leader named Zhu Tong. It was agreed that I would pretend to be him and the family would be rewarded half of the silver."
Ma Xiaoping had just joined the army, so he knew about the shady affairs of the Beijing camp. He asked in surprise: "Brother Zhao, why doesn't that Zhu Tong come and run by himself? He will hire you with money, and he will share half of the reward with you."
"Huh, you look like a young man who just entered the camp. Can the old soldiers in the Beijing camp fight? If he can run away, why do he need to find me? Since Emperor Renzong and Xuanzong, they have basically never fought.
.Ah, no, Yingzong dragged them to Tumubao and fought a battle. Hey, the whole army was wiped out. Except for the old man, they were little kids, and then they were relatives of the officials. They put their name on and received half of the food and salary. The rest
Divide half of it with Shangguan. People never come. Do whatever you have to do."
Ma Xiaoping opened her eyes wide and asked in surprise: "There is such a thing."
"Hey, that's so fresh. Isn't that what Beijing Camp is all about? Those who work all day can get benefits. Who else will work? If you can't get oil and water, you don't have to work. With the salary, you can
Find another job outside and do something to make money."
Ma Xiaoping was shocked. He foolishly came to the camp every day to report, but it turned out that he could still operate in this way.
"Of course, you have to have a good relationship with Shangguan. Otherwise, he will punish you for escaping. Even a beating with a military stick is a minor offense."
"Then what if we come to check from above?"
"This is what I would do, spend some temporary copper coins and hire someone to take care of it."
"Brother Zhao, how much does this cost?"
"I don't want much, just thirty bucks a day. I'll pay for it for you. If you need anything, come to me at Chaoyangmen Wharf. We, Lao Zhao, deal fairly and do no harm."
The two chatted and ran side by side.
Not to mention, neither of them ran fast, so they were jogging. But jogging is faster than walking. Along the way, there were many people who ran away first, but many couldn't run anymore. Some were even tired and lay down on the roadside to rest.
All the city gates were closed, and people from the Ministry of War and Yang Fan were supervising. Someone took a shortcut carefully. There were also cavalry following the outside to monitor, so don't even think about riding a donkey or a cart.
As soon as the two chatted, their attention was diverted. Not to mention, they didn't feel very tired anymore.
They both do physical work and have endurance. They don't run fast and the pressure on their lungs is small. They quickly adapted to this kind of jogging and kept breathing through their noses. Not only did they maintain the jogging speed, they were also able to chat.
These people who couldn't run anymore wanted to be the first and take away the three hundred taels. They could only breathe through their mouths when they ran fast, and after a while their lungs were on fire and they couldn't stand it anymore.
"Hey, big man Zhao, you're here too."
"Hey, Han Wu, your kid is here too."
Zhao Yongtang also greeted acquaintances along the way. Ma Xiaoping was surprised to find that many people were hired today. These hired people were all physically strong and looked like they had been doing manual labor for a long time.
People kept stopping to rest in front, and people kept catching up from behind.
After passing Zuo'anmen, there is Guangqumen. Then there is Dongbianmen corner tower.
An hour passed slowly, and Ma Xiaoping, Zhao Yongtang and their group had gradually gathered more than 300 people. By the time they arrived at Anding Gate in Beicheng, they were already at the front.
Ma Xiaoping and Zhao Yongtang had another person beside them. A shirtless man with a wheel. He was already sweating from running.
"Brother, you are from the battalion head." Zhao Yongtang is a veteran of Jianghu. When he saw this guy, he didn't look like a soldier.
"Me, I'm just an escort guy. It just so happens that the escort agency has no business these two days, so I came out to make some extra money."
"Me too, my name is Zhao Yongtang, what do you call me brother?"
"My name is Zhu DaDa, what do you guys call me?"
"My name is Ma Xiaoping, and I just joined the Three Thousand Battalion."
At this time, they ran to Fuchengmen. A large number of people caught up with them. Five to six thousand people formed a group, and they were all covered in darkness.
On the tower of Yongding Gate, Li Banghua asked: "Where have all the people in the van gone?"
"My lord, the person at the front has just passed through Fucheng Gate. The fast horse in the city has just come to report." Fang Hongmin, the head of the Staff Division, replied.
"Well, today's long-distance run is very well organized. You send people down to register one by one in the order they come back and verify their identities. If you are really a soldier in the camp, you must register your age and physical condition clearly. This is how to rectify the Beijing camp.
Once.”
Fang Hongmin said: "Don't worry, sir. We have organized five hundred scribes, all of whom were temporarily transferred from various prefectures and counties in Yingtian Prefecture. Those who are not in the Ministry of War must be registered clearly. Uncle Dingyuan also sent three
Thousands of cavalry will maintain order. This matter will be done without incident."
"That's good." Li Banghua looked at Yang Fan who was leading soldiers under the city, preparing to take away the first 10,000 people. He asked, "Has the food promised by Uncle Dingyuan been fulfilled?"
"Sir, everything has been finalized and is being kept in the city."
Li Banghua immediately felt relieved. You can't break your promises with a soldier, as that could easily lead to trouble. Yang Fan's credibility has always been strong. This is why he agreed to Zhang Shize's promise.
"He's back, someone's back." Someone shouted from the city.
People could be seen dimly in the distance. Those people began to speed up when they saw Yongding Gate. In fact, at this point, most of them were at the end of their game. They were gritting their teeth and persisting.
"After the registration is completed, summarize the situation to me immediately. I will go to the Forbidden City overnight to meet the Holy Spirit. This matter cannot be delayed. After Uncle Dingyuan takes the people away, you can bring the 40,000 people behind to me directly to Nanyuan. Then.
Close the gates on all sides of Nanyuan for me. Just let the others go back to their camps."
Fang Hongmin knew in his heart that this is serious business. Can you agree? Something big will happen tomorrow morning.