Introduction:
His clothes are in rags, he has a stick and a broken bowl, he has no fixed place to live, and he eats from hundreds of families.
He is young, handsome, and prominent. He has tens of thousands of disciples, who are as good as emperors.
Wherever he breaks the bowl, there is peace, and no one can rebel.
Wherever he pointed the dog-beating stick, it was a place guarded by the Beggar Clan, and no force was allowed to touch it.
When I have nothing to do, I hang out with my Tibetan mastiff and eat wild game. I live a more leisurely life than anyone else.
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He rides a big horse, drinks strong wine, and writes shocking poems. He is a handsome young man, and countless girls and ladies are willing to support him.
He wields his fists and palms, dances with sticks, and kills those who deserve it. He is the messenger of justice, giving nightmares to thousands of evil people.
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I am the leader of the Beggar Clan. Remember to call me Jiu Gong to save your face. Do not call me by my real name, Hong Jiuan.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
