Continuing on horseback, roughly an hour later, Zheng Fan arrived beneath the South Gate of the capital city.
The city gate was already closed, but a contingent of Imperial Guards stood watch at the entrance—not on the gate tower, but below the city wall.
As Zheng Fan approached on horseback, an Imperial Guard immediately stepped forward to block his path.
"Who goes there?"
"Zheng Fan, Commander of Green Willow Fortress in Yinlang County, Yan."
Soon, a large basket was lowered from the city gate tower.
Zheng Fan dismounted and climbed into the basket, which was then hoisted up to the city wall.
Before Zheng Fan could ask anything, a city guard captain led him down from the tower, pointed to a horse that had already been prepared, and after saluting Zheng Fan with clasped hands, left without another word.
Heh...
Had his name become that renowned? Or perhaps, no one would dare impersonate him at this hour? Or could it be that the password for tonight was simply "Zheng Fan"?
