As dusk descended upon the outskirts of Yangguan Town, Zhu Youji and his companions arrived, weary from their journey.
Passing through the towering Yumen Pass, unlike the mere remnants and ruins of later eras, the present Yumen Pass, serving as the gateway to the Western Regions and a crucial stronghold, stood magnificently constructed.
Zhu Youji couldn't help but recall a line of poetry:
"Why lament the willow with the Qiang flute? The spring breeze doesn't pass through the Yumen Pass."
Indeed, only in ancient times could one truly grasp the grandeur of bygone history and witness the former splendor of the Middle Kingdom.
Though this was a fictional Ming Dynasty, it still stirred deep emotions.
After presenting their tokens, Zhu Youji and his entourage entered Yangguan Town.
Under the vigilant gaze of Jianghu experts, they proceeded to the inn.