The effect of perfume is very good, not only the fragrance is refreshing, but also lasts for a long time, which is far from what aromatherapy can compare with.
Except for two bottles that he kept for himself, Li Yizhi gave away the other ten bottles.
Seven bottles were dedicated to Yang Guang, Yu Shiji, Pei Yun, and Dugu Sheng, and each of them also gave a bottle.
On the day he presented the perfume, Li Yizhi received a reward from the Jiangdu Palace. Yang Guanglong was greatly pleased and directly rewarded him with a thousand taels of gold and a hundred pieces of fine Shu embroidery.
At the same time, Li Yizhi also received news about Yuchi Sheng.
Yuchi Sheng led the 50,000 Yangzhou army and had already camped in Quanjiao County. He had no intention of continuing westward to fight Du Fuwei. He sent an orderly soldier and asked Li Yizhi to speed up the preparation of grain and grass. It must be within half a month.
Transport 50,000 shi of grain there.
"Prefect, are you looking at the food and grass?"
Xue Zhen looked at Li Yizhi anxiously, because the wording of Yuchi Sheng's warrant was very rude.
Li Yizhi just smiled faintly and said: "It's an important matter. Since he wants 50,000 dan, just give him 50,000 dan."
Xue Zhen was confused and felt that this was not Li Yizhi's character, so he hesitated for a moment and came up with a bad idea: "Prefect, do you want to mix sand into the grain, or use moldy grain from previous years?"
Li Yizhi's eyes were sharp and he said coldly: "Are you trying to kill me? Once the army riots, who will be responsible?"
Xue Zhen felt cold all over and quickly admitted his mistake: "Xiaguan deserves to die, Xiaguan deserves to die."
"Okay, in the future, do things seriously and don't think of crooked things."
Li Yizhi waved his hand and said: "Also, today I am going to visit a friend and stay at Hou Xibai's Passionate Villa for a few days to learn about painting skills. Therefore, there is something in the Prefecture that should be dealt with. You and Gao Juncheng will discuss it before taking it.
I really can’t make up my mind. I’ll wait until I get back.”
"Yes, Prefect!"
Xue Zhen quickly agreed.
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After leaving the prefect's mansion, Li Yizhi took a carriage and arrived at the Passionate Villa in the south of the city.
The environment of Duoqing Villa is elegant and the winding paths lead to tranquility.
Blooming flowers can be seen everywhere, and bursts of fragrance hit your nostrils.
Holding a folding fan, Hou Xibai said with a hearty smile: "Brother Li's visit is really a blessing."
Li Yizhi smiled and said: "Brother Hou, I came here this time to visit your Baimei Hall."
Hou Xibai was good at painting pictures of beauties. Every time he met a beautiful woman, he would draw one, and he would collect all the pictures of beauties together and call it Baimeitang.
"Haha, I didn't expect that Brother Li is also a member of the same group. Please come here."
Hou Xibai smiled and then led Li Yizhi to a hall.
The interior of this Baimei Hall is extremely empty, with only pictures of beauties hanging. The windows all around are open, and a breeze blows, and the drawings are fluttering, like beauties dancing lightly.
Hou Xibai said proudly: "Brother Li, please see, since I perfected my painting skills, I have made a total of thirty-six pictures of beauties, which is still far short of the number of 100 beauties. My ideal is to create portraits of beauties all over the world."
, they are all included, so those who can enter my picture of beauty are all people of heavenly fragrance and beautiful country."
Li Yizhi was casually admiring a picture of a beautiful woman. This was a girl dressed as a Miao nationality, sipping water with both hands by the stream, with an innocent smile on her face, bright eyes, as pure as water.
After admiring more than a dozen pictures of beauties in a row, Li Yizhi asked in confusion: "Brother Hou, how come most of the beauties here are from ethnic minorities?"
"It's like this. I have lived in Chengdu since I was a child. These pictures of beauties were all made by me before. And as you know, there are many ethnic minorities in Shu, so the beauties I painted are mostly from ethnic minorities."
Hou Xibai explained, and then said with regret: "It is said that Shi Qingxuan, a strange woman who is famous all over the world for her flute skills, is also living in seclusion near Chengdu. It's a pity that she has been unable to be found."
Li Yizhi couldn't help but chuckle, I'm afraid Hou Xibai still doesn't know that Shi Qingxuan is the daughter of his master Shi Zhixuan, otherwise Hou Xibai would not have the courage to look around.
Next, Li Yizhi continued to admire the pictures of beauties, and saw the portrait of Fan Caiqi, the daughter of Fan Zhuo, the head of the Sichuan Gang, who was somewhat entangled with Hou Xibai.
Among the thirty-six pictures of beauties, Fan Caiqi ranks first.
However, Li Yizhi has no intention of gossiping with Hou Xibai now.
So after admiring the picture of the perfect person, he stated the purpose of his trip and said: "Brother Hou, actually, besides being here for Baimeitang, I have one more thing that I need Brother Hou's help with."
Hou Xibai didn't look surprised. He waved his hand and said, "Brother Li, you're just being polite. If you need any help, please just ask."
"It's like this. I need to deal with some things secretly, so I want Brother Hou to help me cover up." Li Yizhi said.
He wanted to personally assassinate Yuchi Sheng, so naturally he couldn't do it openly. At the same time, he also had to create evidence of alibi to prevent Yu Wenhuaji and others from thinking about it. That's why he came to Duoqing Villa in the name of comparing painting skills.
Hou Xibai didn't ask further why. He nodded directly and said, "It's a small matter. When will Brother Li leave?"
Li Yizhi said: "Time is tight, I will leave soon. When I come back, I will have a drink with Brother Hou."
"Okay. Come with me. You leave through the back door. It's private there."
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It is said that after leaving Yangzhou, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were like wild horses that had escaped the reins, running around and having fun.
The two of them walked westward, stopping and walking, and arrived in Liyang, preparing to cross the river to Danyang.
Early that morning, the two of them passed by a small village and were about to enter the village to buy some food. Suddenly, there was a sound of horse hooves on the opposite hillside, and a group of cavalry sprinted towards the village.
This group of cavalrymen were dressed in disorderly warrior uniforms with green scarves tied around their shoulders. They should be Du Fuwei's Jianghuai Army.
As soon as they entered the village, they shot and killed the dogs patrolling the village, then rushed into the village and chased people from house to house. All of a sudden, they were furious, roaring, and crying.
"Young Master Ling, he is Du Fuwei's Jianghuai Army. Damn it, no wonder Boss Li said that Du Fuwei can't succeed. It's strange that such a bandit-like soldier can succeed."
Kou Zhong's face was full of anger and he shouted viciously. He saw a little girl being kicked out by a soldier because she was walking slowly. She was vomiting blood.
The little girl's mother screamed in pain and wanted to rush over to take a look, but her hair was pulled tightly by the soldiers and she couldn't move at all, so she could only howl.
Xu Ziling was also furious. He turned around and said in a deep voice: "Young Master Zhong, Boss Li has taught us more than once that we must have a righteous heart. Now that we encounter this kind of thing, we cannot ignore it."
Kou Zhong chuckled and said, "Good brothers, let's go together. Let's go and approach carefully. As long as we can get close enough to prevent them from shooting arrows, it won't matter no matter how many of them there are."
"Um!"
Xu Ziling nodded, although their martial arts were at the third-rate level at best.
But that is relative to the entire Jianghu. For ordinary cavalry, they are undoubtedly strong.
After making up their mind, the two of them slowly approached the village with the help of the cover of grass and arrived about ten meters away from the entrance of the village.
In the open space at the entrance of the village, the men and women in the village stood separately, terrified.
In the Jianghuai Army, the leader of the army, protected by four personal followers, rode to the front of the men's queue.
He pointed with his horse whip, picked out all the strong men, rushed them aside, and tied them into a string with ropes. It seemed that he was here to catch the strong men.
Seeing this, the women, children and elderly people in the village began to wail and cry.
In this chaotic era, almost all those who are caught as young men will never come back.