The little Emperor saw so new clothes and glared at Lin Yi annoyedly.
"Look at you, you scoundrel, indeed very busy, but still have the mind to make so many new clothes, hmph, if you haven’t done what I’ve tasked you with, just wait and see how I deal with you when you get back!"
Despite her words, how could the little Emperor actually bla Lin Yi?
As a woman herself, she had yet to wear the battle garb Lin Yi personally designed for her, inevitably feeling a bit envious.
After bidding a reluctant farewell to the little Emperor, Lin Yi imdiately purchased a set of precision costic surgery knives from the Nine-Eyed Mall.
Bai Lu had mostly recovered, it was ti to give him a new face, a new identity.
"Ding Ding Ding, congratulations Host, for successfully purchasing the Korean beauty surgery course, quick restoration costic course, and costic surgery equipnt etc., 15 million Heavenly Bead Coins have been paid."
Using his super mory, Lin Yi quickly went through the surgery course three tis.
The reason he was so earnest was that Lin Yi knew there were many examples of failed costic surgeries in the future, and he himself had never done costic procedures before ti traveling.
To ensure Bai Lu’s face changing surgery was done well, Lin Yi must be earnest, and then even more earnest.
"Ying Yi, catch a rabbit for , I need it urgently."
"A rabbit? Does master want to eat rabbit at today?"
Ying Yi didn’t understand, if master wanted to eat rabbit at, then they should just buy fresh at from a hunter and stew it directly.
Thinking Lin Yi had been working so hard these days, Ying Yi added a few more dishes.
"Master, your braised rabbit head is ready."
Ying Yi rarely had the chance to prepare food for Lin Yi; there was the Imperial Kitchen in the palace, and even outside, there was always a back kitchen.
Now, taking the opportunity to recuperate at the General Mansion, Ying Yi cooked a al personally for Lin Yi.
Once upon a ti, she had locked her heart away, making the safety of Your Majesty her only mission in life.
But during these days of being alone with Lin Yi, she suddenly envied the simple lives of ordinary people, sharing three als a day with the person she loved, staying together for life.
However, she knew this was impractical, fully aware of her own identity.
"Master, the rabbit at soup is ready."
Ying Yi thought her hand-cooked soup would touch Lin Yi, but Lin Yi was holding anesthesia, staring at the rabbit head for a whole two minutes.
Seeing this, Ying Yi embarrassingly bowed her head.
"Master, this is the first ti I cooked, if it’s inedible, I’ll change it right now."
Lin Yi could not help but smile and sigh, "My dearest Ying, I need a live rabbit, not rabbit at."
"Master, I, I will go catch a live one for you now." Ying Yi was so embarrassed she wanted to leave; at that mont, she wished she could dive into a hole in the ground.
A short while later, Ying Yi brought two live little white rabbits to Lin Yi.
"Hey hey, these two white rabbits are still not as good-looking as your own two big white rabbits." Lin Yi said as he carried the two rabbits to the laboratory, his eyes fixed on Ying Yi.
Seeing Ying Yi’s face turn red from the teasing, Lin Yi felt inexplicably much better.
’Heh heh, my dearest Ying is still very cute.’
In the lab, Lin Yi practiced on the little rabbits, first giving a rabbit double eyelids, then a piece of skin grafting.
Throughout the process, Ying Yi was blown away, the rabbit actually woke up after Lin Yi completed the surgery, and then began hopping around lively again.
"Master, are you sure this isn’t witchcraft?"
In ancient tis, mysterious phenona that people couldn’t explain were attributed to witchcraft.
Lin Yi smiled. He too didn’t expect the surgery to be so successful.
"This is costic surgery. Go bring Bai Lu to , I’m going to change his face. After he has recovered, arrange for him to go to the Taiping Grain Store."
Bai Lu had previously worked as a Du Tong in the Imperial Wardrobe, having certain experience, and he hated the Eighth Prince to the bone.
This was also the reason why he was the best candidate to go to the Taiping Grain Store.
Bai Lu was arranged to lie on a long chair, after Lin Yi administered general anesthesia, he began the surgery.
With the successful trial on a little white rabbit laying the groundwork, Lin Yi was full of confidence, and the entire surgery proceeded smoothly.
An hour later, Bai Lu’s face had been changed, except for his eyes which remained the sa.
"When he wakes up, arrange for these dicines for him, he can recover in a week."
After instructing Ying San, Lin Yi brought out the map of the Imperial City, he needed to choose a location for the Praying Tower.
Signal towers are usually chosen for their elevated terrain and clear visibility, but for a Praying Tower, it must also have good geomancy.
Having compared the map for a long ti, Lin Yi couldn’t find a location that satisfied both conditions.
The ancients were extrely particular about geomancy; since he intended to use the Praying Tower as a cover, he must choose one with good geomancy. For this, Lin Yi racked his brains without any clue.
"Master, the Abbott of White Horse Temple is revered and respected. If he helps with the geomancy, you wouldn’t need to worry." Ying Yi reminded.
As if awakened from a dream, Lin Yi excitedly stood up, hugged Ying Yi, and then nibbled on Ying Yi’s cheek.
"Thank you, my Ying wife, I’m going to the White Horse Temple now."
White Horse Temple was situated southwest of the Imperial City, about 30 miles away.
From Ying Yi, Lin Yi learned that Abbot Shi Yi of White Horse Temple was indifferent to fa and fortune and that the late Emperor once intended to invite Abbot Shi Yi to beco the State Preceptor of You Country.
But Abbot Shi Yi refused, claiming the timing wasn’t right.
If Lin Yi could persuade Abbot Shi Yi to co back to You Country to be the State Preceptor, it would add a powerful aide for the young Emperor.
’Hehe, let’s see how I’ll take you down this ti!’
Filled with confidence, Lin Yi rode the carriage, swaying on his way to White Horse Temple.
By the ti he reached White Horse Temple, night had already fallen; Lin Yi sent soone to announce his arrival.
Lin Yi knew that Abbot Shi Yi was indifferent to fa and fortune, so he brought hundreds of volus of scripture. Yet, before he could enter, he was directly turned away.
"Master Lin, the Abbott said it’s inconvenient to entertain guests, please return."
Lin Yi, being a Great General, being turned away at the door of White Horse Temple - if this spread, it would surely affect his reputation.
Or perhaps, many would think, after all for a Castrated Man not to be welcod, is only too normal.
However, Lin Yi, who was refused entry, did not leave imdiately.
’Hmph, if Liu Bei can visit the thatched cottage three tis, I can certainly entice Abbot Shi Yi to co out; he will be of great use in the future.’
"Ying Yi, set up tables and chairs, light up the candlesticks; I will spend the night here."
Lin Yi was serious; he wanted Abbot Shi Yi to see his sincerity.
But he didn’t waste his ti; after sending everyone else away, he kept only Ying Yi with him.
"Slow down the activity in Yuquan Mountain for now, open a few more cloth shops and grain stores, buy a small portion of grain and cloth to start with; don’t make big moves, we can’t let them notice."
After hearing Lin Yi’s instructions, Ying Yi was puzzled.
"Master, how long do we have to pretend to be unaware?"
Ying Yi was sowhat anxious. It was not easy finding the complete chain of the Eighth Prince transferring National Treasury reserves, they could catch them off guard at any ti.
By doing so, they could directly take back the losses from the National Treasury, and teach the Eighth Prince a good lesson, increasing Your Majesty’s prestige.
Lin Yi opened the map of the Imperial City again and placed it on the table.
"Our goal is not the National Treasury reserves; the emphasis is that these are to supply the force of 100,000 soldiers in the hands of the Eighth Prince."
...End of Chapter...
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