Chapter 86

"Go!"

"Go!"

On the ancient road in the west, a swift horse carried a young man in green robes, galloping quickly along the road. He passed by a tea stall without stopping.

Speaking of which, he had to thank the few people who tried to rob his green horse earlier. Although their martial arts skills were not great, they had developed excellent riding skills from traveling all over the country.

Riding was not difficult to learn. As a martial artist, Bu Fan had excellent physical fitness. What he lacked was some experience and the skill to maintain balance on a horse.

After learning how to ride, Bu Fan also asked these people to point out the direction to Hangzhou City. Then he spurred his horse and galloped all the way. After nearly a day of rapid travel, he finally arrived at the foot of Hangzhou City in the evening.

From a distance, the huge ancient city appeared before Bu Fan's eyes. Although he had seen many such cities in TV shows in his previous life, the sight of a real, massive city was still very exciting.

On the city gate, rows of yellow flags were planted, the banners of the Heavenly Martial Empire in the game!

Below the city, a huge drawbridge was lowered to the ground, and all three city gates were open. A steady stream of people entered and exited, showcasing the prosperity of the city.

Horses were not allowed to be ridden into the city, so Bu Fan dismounted and led his horse by the reins, walking towards the city.

The soldiers at the city gate, during the ceasefire period, mainly maintained order and rarely checked passersby in detail, especially without orders from above. They preferred to lean against a corner of the gate, bask in the sun, or chat in groups.

However, just as Bu Fan led his horse into the city and had not yet had time to admire the beautiful scenery, he was surrounded by a few people.

And the people who surrounded him were not decent characters, but a group of ragged, smelly beggars.

"Sir, please be kind and give us a little money. We wish you good luck and prosperity!"

After seven or eight beggars surrounded him, the one who seemed to be the leader bowed and said to Bu Fan.

Bu Fan lightly examined the people who surrounded him. Although they spoke lightly, their faces were all defiant, and some even looked at Bu Fan with a sideways glance.

It seemed to imply that if he did not give them some money, he would surely run into trouble.

"Is this the Beggar Gang?" Bu Fan saw that the leader seemed to have three bags on his back, and suddenly thought of the famous first great gang in the world, so he hesitantly asked.

When the leader heard Bu Fan's words, his face first showed a look of surprise, then he laughed lightly, "Oh, we've met someone who understands! Looking at your attire, you must be a martial artist too! Since you know our Beggar Gang, you should also know our power! Seeing that you have such a fine horse, you must have been born into a family of status. We don't need much, just one hundred coins for each brother, and we'll leave immediately. How about it?"

Bu Fan frowned and looked at the guy, clearly he was also a player, but he dared to speak up.

One hundred coins sounded good. In his previous life, he often heard martial artists in period dramas spend hundreds or thousands of silver taels, seeming generous and treating money lightly.

In reality, through several days of solo travel, Bu Fan found that money was really in short supply.

To put it this way, Bu Fan spent two taels of silver on the best food, drink, and lodging from the South Sea to Hangzhou.

Two taels of silver were equivalent to two thousand coins, the official exchange rate.

And two taels of silver were the living expenses for an ordinary family of three for half a year. Copper coins were a very scarce currency in the martial world.

At that time, Bu Fan realized how much the hundred taels of silver given by侠客岛 (Jianghu Island) was, like a millionaire in his previous life generously giving him a million in cash for travel expenses.

And now these people were asking for one hundred coins each, and with seven or eight people, it was almost one tael of silver. Their appetite was really big.

One tael of silver was not a big deal for Bu Fan, as he still had a lot, but the key was that this kind of coercive money-giving made him very unhappy.

"You have a good business here, asking for one hundred coins right away. What if I don't give it to you?" Bu Fan looked at the leader and said with a cold smile.

The leader was not angry, he laughed and showed his yellow teeth, speaking in a cold tone, "If you don't give it, it's fine. We beggars are used to going hungry. But you, with your delicate body, might not be so lucky if something happens! Oh, and your horse, it's a fine one. Just a reminder, the inns around here aren't safe lately, with thieves around. If your horse is stolen, it won't be a few hundred coins that can buy it back!"

"Are you threatening me?" Bu Fan looked at the speaking beggar and said calmly.

"Wouldn't dare, just giving you a heads-up!" The beggar leader said with a smile, looking harmless.

"Alright, thanks for the warning. I'd like to see how unsafe this city really is!" Bu Fan said coldly, then mounted his horse and gently spurred it forward.

After Bu Fan rode away, another beggar with a patched-up body walked to the leader and said in a low voice, "Brother, this time our trick didn't work. The Beggar Gang's name didn't scare that guy!"

The leader's face showed a cruel smile, and he said coldly, "I think this guy is a player like us, fearless of heaven and earth. No problem, we'll follow him, find out where he is, and then tell Old Three Yue. That horse is not ordinary, the old man will definitely take the bait!"

On the other side, Bu Fan, who had ridden away, did not pay attention to the beggars behind him but continued forward. He had made an appointment with Ji Hanfei to visit the city hall and see the girl who had a good fate to be born as the daughter of the city lord.

After asking a few people along the way, Bu Fan finally found the location of the Hangzhou city hall, right in the center of the city. Two large stone lions squatted at the entrance, guarding the area.

The main gate of the city hall was wide open, and a large drum was placed at the entrance, clearly the drum for grievances in history.

Just as Bu Fan was curiously examining the city hall, he saw a few young men dressed as servants carrying a well-dressed old man walking to the entrance of the city hall. One of them immediately went up and beat the drum.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Someone was about to file a complaint...

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