A complex expression flashed across Lin Yiwan's eyes. "My Lord, I just feel that no matter how good a dragon boat you buy, it will never reach the finish line when you launch it!"

Zhan Yan raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

Lin Yiwan leaned over and whispered something in his ear, and his face suddenly turned as dark as ink.

The next day, Zhan Yan took people to Chen's house to buy a dragon boat.

Chen Jiazhoufang was very enthusiastic and promised to maintain the dragon boat every day until the day of the competition.

Zhan Yan led the Zhan family's men in boating exercises and soon became the favorite to win.

The day before the competition, just in case, Lin Yiwan specifically asked the Zhan family boys to stay in the Marquis' Mansion and told them not to eat anything without permission.

Because she is the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion, all the men of the Zhan family are obedient.

On the day of the regatta, the moat is bustling with activity.

Even Emperor Sheng'an came out of the palace and stood on the city wall tower to watch the game.

The ministers in the court were by his side, all looking forward to the arrival of their own fleet.

At this time, someone shouted, "Look, it's last year's number one boat team coming out. The first-rank general's mansion, the Fang family's sons are so tall and strong!"

Although General Fang is old, he is still a founding general and is deeply respected by everyone.

He bowed modestly, "Most of those guys serve in the military, and their strength is their biggest strength. Winning the championship is nothing to be proud of!"

Emperor Sheng An couldn't help but speak: "General, your words are really hard for others to respond to. I remember that the Fang family has won the championship for several consecutive years in this boat racing festival!"

General Fang laughed heartily: "It's all because everyone is being modest and giving way to those young men from my family!"

Everyone's expression was complicated. These words were so hurtful!

How can that be considered modesty!

Obviously no match!

Look at those big guys, with their bulging muscles, so strong and big!

If they don’t win, who will?

At this time, someone spoke up: "Your Majesty, it seems that this year is different. Lord Zhan is now the favorite to win!"

Emperor Sheng An immediately became interested: "Ah? He's participating too?"

Minister Sang quickly replied, "Yes, this year the Marquis is personally leading the team. I heard they've been practicing for a few days and the results are pretty good!"

Emperor Sheng An nodded. "No wonder I haven't seen him these past few days. He's been busy with the boat race. This year, let's add some extra splendor. Besides the ten thousand taels of gold reward, we'll also give him a set of oriental pearl crowns!"

Just one sentence caused an uproar among the ministers.

General Fang was also dumbfounded. The emperor was so casual in adding such a prize. Has his preference for Zhan Yan reached the point where he has no fear?

He even added a pair of oriental pearl crowns, which were made of oriental pearls that the founding emperor of the dynasty personally fished out from the South China Sea. There were about twenty or so pearls, as big as a baby's fist.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is priceless!

No, he had to quickly tell the men of the Fang family to use all their strength and win the championship.

Without further hesitation, he turned around and walked quickly towards his own fleet.

The boatman of the Fang family is his eldest son Fang Qingshan. He wears a white cloth shirt and has a dark complexion, looking like the black-faced Guan Gong.

He spoke in a muffled voice, "Father, the game is about to begin. Why are you here? Are you here to cheer us Fang boys on?"

General Fang waved his hand and said, "Qingshan, I came here to remind you to take this competition seriously. The emperor just added a new prize: the Dongzhu Huaguan!"

Fang Qingshan's eyes suddenly lit up: "Oh my God, is this the crown made of those oriental pearls that the late emperor fished out with his own hands?"

General Fang nodded heavily: "Yes, our Fang family should also have a treasure that has been passed down for a hundred years!"

Fang Qingshan smiled, showing his white teeth: "Don't worry, father, our Fang family will definitely win the championship. Besides, the Fang family has won the championship for several years, and this year will be no exception!"

General Fang glared at him, "Are you ignorant? Haven't you heard that Zhan Yan from the Zhan Yi Marquis's residence is also leading a team to participate in the competition?"

Fang Qingshan blinked his eyes. He really hadn't heard of it.

He thought it was no surprise that the boy from the Fang family won the championship, so he didn't take the competition seriously at all.

He would not bring his men to practice, as he thought that was something only novices did.

He had already memorized the race route in his mind, and could walk smoothly even with his eyes closed.

But I didn't expect that there would be a Zhan Yan this year.

However, he was surprised, not afraid.

Although Zhan Yan had made great military achievements, he suffered a serious injury in his last battle.

He believed that as long as that aspect failed, all aspects would become weak.

I don't mean to look down on Zhan Yan. I just think that he is being forced to lead the team to participate in the competition. After all, there is no boatman in Zhan Yihou's mansion this year.

He said nonchalantly, "Father, just wait to receive the championship reward. We, the sons of the Fang family, will never let you down!"

General Fang wanted to give a few more instructions, but he heard the gongs and drums sounding in preparation for the competition.

At this moment, there were exclamations from the crowd. He subconsciously turned his head and saw the majestic Zhan Yan coming on a boat.

He couldn't help but squint his eyes, his face full of surprise.

He couldn't understand why, although they were all military generals, Zhan Yan didn't grow up to be as big and strong as his sons.

He has a slender figure and a handsome face. If you have not seen him bravely killing enemies on the battlefield, you would think he is a gentle and kind scholar from a noble family.

Fang Qingshan laughed heartlessly: "Father, you really overestimated Zhan Yan. Look at those Zhan family members behind him. They are so skinny and weak. Our Erlang can beat them all down by himself!"

Fang Jia Erlang is Fang Qingshan’s youngest son. At the age of seven, he already has immense strength.

General Fang also felt that he was worrying too much. Zhan Yan was strong, but that didn’t mean that the men of the Zhan family were also strong!

Boat racing is about cooperation, not individual ability!

He nodded. "Don't underestimate the enemy. Also, while winning is important, you must also maintain your integrity as a general. Whenever you encounter a fleet in danger, you must rescue them immediately!"

Fang Qingshan bowed and saluted: "I will follow my father's instructions!"

After watching General Fang leave, Fang Qingshan hurriedly ordered his men to check the dragon boat.

At this time, Zhan Yu was sitting in a private box, and Zhan Ting was with him.

He whispered, "Brother Ting, is everything ready? Did the Chen family servants do as I instructed with those rivets?"

Zhan Ting nodded: "Yes, let go of them all. As soon as the dragon boat hits the water, it will fall directly, which will definitely catch Zhan Yan off guard!"

As an old competitor who has participated in the competition for several years in a row, Zhan Yu is very clear about the serious consequences that will occur if the dragon boat falls apart.

At the very least, you will fall into the water, and at worst, you will drown!

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