Li Hongyu smiled slightly and said: "I see that you are also a martial artist, thank you for showing restraint towards my daughter just now!"

  "It's getting late today, I won't disturb you anymore, goodbye!"

  "Madam, farewell!" said Yang Chengye with a bow.

  After Liang Hongyu left, Yang Chengye also didn't want to stay in this Sword Pavilion anymore. He threw the broken sword at the boss and walked out.

  "Wait a moment, young master!"

  The boss ran over with a broken sword and shouted at Yang Chengye.

  Yang Chengye turned around and said in a cold voice: "What's going on?"

  It was just because of this person's greed and also wanting to curry favor with Han Bi Lian, if he hadn't tried to curry favor with Han Bi Lian, things wouldn't have turned out like this.

  The boss smiled and said: "If you still like this sword, please buy it. The price is absolutely fair."

  Yang Chengye just spent 50 taels of silver, but the boss ignored him. Now that Yang Chengye has the upper hand, he won't let it go.

  Yang Chengye thought for a moment and said: "I suddenly realized that I don't like this sword either, so let's not buy it."

  Yang Chengye finished speaking and turned around, pretending to want to leave. The boss hurried over and blocked Yang Chengye, saying: "Young master, if you're satisfied, I'll give you fifty taels, even if it means our store loses a bit. What do you think?"

  Yang Chengye couldn't help but secretly laugh at this point, and yet this person was still so obsessed with wealth.

  Yang Chengye's mouth curved up, and he said calmly: "Since you insist on me buying it, the flat price is five taels of silver."

  "What?"

  Upon hearing Yang Chengye's quote, the boss immediately jumped up and shouted: "Young master, this price is too low! You just said you were going to pay fifty taels earlier?"

  Yang Chengye smiled and said: "This is one time, that was another!"

  "In short, sell or not?"

  The boss said with a bitter face: "Young master, add a bit more!"

  Yang Chengye shook his head and said: "Everyone has to pay for what they have done, four taels!"

  The boss's heart skipped a beat and he muttered: "Isn't that too little?"

  At this time, Yang Chengye stretched out three fingers and said: "Three two!"

  "Alright, alright, three for two it is, deal!"

  Yang Chengye's three or four ounces had just fallen when the boss shouted out, he was really afraid that Yang Chengye would come up with another two ounces.

  Yang Chengye smiled calmly and put three or four silver coins into the boss's hand. The boss, with a sad face, handed that broken sword to Yang Chengye.

  Yang Chengye had just left when the boss picked up a bamboo stick beside him and beat his partner in crime on the head and face.

  "It's all your fault. If only you had sold it to him for 50 taels of silver earlier, that would have been great. You had to be greedy and sell it for 500 taels."

  The boss said while hitting: "Now it's okay, just three or two, do you know how much less I earned?"

  "I'll beat you to death, you damned thing!"

  The boss got angrier and angrier, hitting harder and harder, the apprentices cried out in pain and dodged everywhere, for a time the sword pavilion was in chaos with people gathering to watch.

  Yang Chengye left Jianmen and headed in the direction of West Lake.

  The duel between Nanhai Jianzun and Zhang Sanqiang, Yang Chengye was determined to watch no matter what, the two great masters were going to fight, it's a rare opportunity to observe after all.

  Yang Chengye held that broken sword in his hand, attracting frequent sideways glances from passersby, none of whom could understand why he insisted on carrying a broken sword.

  Yang Chengye was indifferent to the strange gaze of passersby, he wanted to buy this broken sword because he felt it wasn't simple, but in the previous scene, he couldn't examine it carefully.

  After passing through the bustling streets, half a time later, Yang Chengye finally arrived at West Lake.

  Hangzhou is very famous, but it all relies on West Lake to set it off. From ancient times to the present, West Lake has been renowned for its beauty. Whether or not someone has been to West Lake, everyone knows the name of West Lake.

  West Lake, located in the west of Hangzhou, Zhejiang Province, has a total area of 49 square kilometers, with an accumulation of water area of 21.22 square kilometers and a lake surface area of 6.38 square kilometers.

  Xixi Lake is surrounded by hills on its south, west and north sides. The Bai Causeway, Su Causeway, Yanggong Causeway and Zhao Causeway divide the lake into several smaller lakes.

  The outline of West Lake is nearly elliptical in shape, with the bottom being relatively flat.

  The natural surface water sources of the lake are Jinsha Stream, Longheng Stream, Chishan Stream (Huiyin Stream) and Changqiao Creek.

  West Lake has more than 100 scenic spots, with the sayings of "Ten Scenic Spots of West Lake", "New Ten Scenic Spots of West Lake" and "Three Evaluations of Ten Scenic Spots of West Lake". At the same time, there are also Broken Bridge, Leifeng Pagoda, Qianwang Temple, Jingci Temple, Su Xiaoxiao Tomb and other scenic spots.

  It is said that there is paradise above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below. The scenery of West Lake can be bluntly described as the best in China.

  Yang Chengye's previous life economic conditions did not allow it, and he had never been to West Lake. Now that there is an opportunity, it is absolutely impossible to miss it, and must visit West Lake thoroughly.

  At this time, there are not a few people who come to West Lake for sightseeing, especially the rumors of Nanhai Sword Master and Zhang Sanqiang's battle have attracted countless people from the Jianghu.

  At this time, the crowd coming and going along the West Lake were all wearing long swords at their waists and holding weapons in their hands, they were either Jianghu wanderers or disciples of various sects, but there were also some young masters from prestigious families and rich young ladies.

  Yang Chengye toured the West Lake, looking at the surface of the West Lake, not far from the woods where the scholars' loud discussions and the unending sound of silk and bamboo instruments made him think of the poem by Southern Song poet Lin Sheng, which perfectly matched the scene before his eyes.

  Moreover, Lin Sheng was a person of the Song Xiaozong era, and is not yet born.

  Yang Chengye stroked his smooth chin and narrowed his eyes, murmuring:

  Beyond mountains more mountains, beyond towers more towers.

  When will West Lake's singing and dancing stop?

  The warm breeze intoxicates travelers.

  Directly change Hangzhou to Bianzhou.

  "What a great poem, it's truly a masterpiece!"

  Yang Chengye had just finished reciting, and the sound of applause rose from behind him. Yang Chengye turned around to look, only to see that two men and one woman were standing not far away, seemingly having appeared out of nowhere.

  Three men walked slowly to Yang Chengye's front, one of them bowed his hands and said: "This young master is polite, I don't know if the poem you just recited was an improvisation or..."

  Yang Chengye looked at the three people in front of him. The two men were both wearing scholar's robes, holding folding fans and looking handsome.

  The woman, however, had a unique style, wearing a short shirt on top and a knee-length leather skirt on the bottom, with leopard-print boots on her feet. Her hair was tied up in numerous small braids, and her bright eyes sparkled with spirit. Her skin had a slightly wheat-colored complexion, exuding a wild beauty that didn't seem to belong to someone from the Central Plains.

  Yang Chengye smiled and said: "An impromptu work, it's not worth showing in a grand hall, I'm afraid it will be laughed at!"

  "Not at all! Not at all!"

  The young man shook his head and said, "Your poem just now was beautifully worded, with subtle praise and veiled satire, it really expressed the voice of the people under heaven, making us feel deeply moved."

  "Look at young Master Gongzi's age, it's not very big, yet he can create such a popular poem, is he really a genius?!"

  "May I ask your esteemed surname and given name, sir? Where are you from?"

  Yang Chengye felt somewhat annoyed at this person's persistence and casually replied, "My surname is Yang, my name is Chengye, I am a native of Jiaxing!"

  Hehe

  Another man laughed and said: "Since we've met, it's fate. The three of us were just touring the lake and getting bored. I wonder if you have the inclination to chat with us?"

  "This..."

  Yang Chengye hesitated a bit, he was used to being alone and didn't have much to talk about with them, so he politely declined.