"So, what will the fourth fragrance dew be?" Ni Jie asked.

At this moment, Ni Jie was talking with Xiaoxiao about the appointment of the story magazine in the magazine. The direction of the long serialized story also requires the magazine and the author to master the common rhythm. The story magazine has received unprecedented praise since its launch. The magazine has also received many letters from enthusiastic readers. Regarding these readers' earnest expectations, Xiaoxiao must talk to Ni Jie.

After the two of them reached a basic agreement in serializing the story, Nijie suddenly said this.

"So, what will your fourth fragrance be?"

Xiaoxiao: How did the word "so" come from? There must be a cause and effect... I was still discussing the direction of the story just now, but why did I suddenly turn to Xianglu?

Nijie: "Although I have never been interested in Xianglu, I have always wanted to know which woman the last bottle will be based on since I heard you talk about the ideas of the first three Xianglu at Xinghua Magnolia Banquet last time.

Xiaoxiao looked at Nijie and suddenly said with interest: "If you hadn't asked about this, I'd never thought of using a chivalrous woman as the theme of fragrance."

Ni Jie thought about it carefully, but shook her head: "Even if Bi is a chivalrous woman, she wandered around the world alone in the first half of her life. She holds a pen like holding a sword, and writes about all the unfair things in the world. In the second half of her life, she set up a female school with one person, so that women can study, and she also gave her all to support local poor students in the name of a female school. This move is a hero."

Because Ni Jie rarely talks like this, she smiled and was surprised, and listened more seriously every word and said in the end: "Students can see so thoroughly. Indeed, our fourth heroine of Xianglu is also a bit chivalrous, but she has never had the chivalrous and unrestrained manner of a chivalrous man. All of them is the overwhelming momentum of the whole heart."

"Who is it?" Ni Jie was successfully attracted by Xiaoxiao.

Xiaoxiao shrugged at this moment: "The final goal has not been clarified yet. We have chosen many historical heroines, and we are currently more inclined toward Mulan."

Ni Jie was stunned for a moment: "I just can't imagine what the smell of fragrant dew that suits Mulan style?"

"We have also selected two Mulan fragrance dews, but the taste is too elegant and lacks a tough spirit." Xiaoxiao did not regard Nijie as an outsider and bluntly said the problem at this moment.

Ni Jie said: "Why not, first choose the right fragrance and then choose the character based on its smell?"

Xiaoxiao was amazed at Nijie's quick thinking: "We have thought of one place! I did find a bottle of fragrant dew that is the most suitable one. It is a strange fragrance made by the ancestors of Xizi, and it records a battle."

As he said with a smile, he took out a small bottle of fragrant dew from his treasured purse, gently unscrewed the lid, and sent it to Ni Jie with both hands.

Ni Jie's eyes fell on the label on the Xianglu Bottle: Recording the Battle of King Heng in the Northern Xinjiang...

Before I could understand the string of words, I was shocked by a scent of fireworks. The smell was rhythmic, just like the firecracker that could make the demons timid. The smell was even sound. During the volatility of the powerful gas, people seemed to hear the roaring artillery fire and dense snare drums in their ears.

"I think this pre-flavor is imitating wolf smoke." Xiaoxiao said softly from the side.

After hearing this, Ni Jie felt like she was enlightened.

After this wolf smoke, there was a scent of grass that swept across the world. With the gust of wind, the scent of familiar and unfamiliar wild flowers was mixed in. This fragrance was like a formation, which made people unable to escape if they broke into it.

"Maybe there is a familiar smell here, it is the horse-line flower, which is different from the horse-line flower we have seen on weekdays, because it blooms on the Mongolian grassland. Perhaps there is also a scent that makes you very strange and confused. It is the wolf-poison flower blooming in the desert."

The sound of laughter slowly sounded outside the fragrance, which made these wild and domineering and somewhat unreal scents gradually gain names and gradually restrained those angular auras.

Ni Jie closed her eyes and frowned slightly, as if she had slowly fallen into the fragrance of the wolf smoke everywhere.

Suddenly, a refreshing aura rushed straight into my heart. It was a pink and jade-like aura that was different from the wolf smoke battlefield. It was so exquisite and even gorgeous. The afterglow slowly dispersed and gradually merged into the distant background.

"The desert is lonely smoke, and the long river is round. The last aftertaste is frozen in such a scenery." Xiaoxiao tried his best to explain.

Ni Jie's eyes slowly opened, and there was a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Xiaoxiao seemed to be capturing the doubt in the other person's eyes. After confirming the other person's confusion, she looked directly into Ni Jie's eyes and said, "Have you heard it?"

Ni Jie admitted: "I don't know what the most beautiful aura just now belongs to."

Xiaoxiao nodded vigorously: "Before the last smell, a very outstanding breath suddenly rose. It was a kind of beauty that was particularly exquisite women. It was like you were seriously injured in the fire of the sky. You were stunned to see a mirage in front of you. Inside, there was a beautiful woman stretching out her hand to you, and using her long nails coated with vermilion elixir to mark a mark on your chest, singing a hot mark."

"It's almost the same." Ni Jie glanced at her calmly, "It's a pity that you don't write a script."

Xiaoxiao ignored the last sentence, and at this moment he just wanted to finish the matter: "So, this is inconsistent with Mulan's temperament."

"But, this soul-catching fragrance will definitely sell well." Even Nijie affirmed the value of this fragrance.

"But I can't find a suitable person from history to match it." Xiaoxiao was a little confused, "Maybe this fragrance should be kept, and it should be named after the name of a certain battle."

Ni Jie was now looking at the label and was ecstatic: "King Heng, the Battle of Northern Xinjiang. I once looked up information about that battle, and that time there was a female hero."

"What?!" Xiaoxiao raised his voice.

"Do you know 'General Yumeng'?" Ni Jie asked.

"What?!" Xiaoxiao's voice suddenly slashed.

General Feng Huan? Isn’t that a character in the novel? Isn’t that a character in the Dream of Red Mansions? That’s not... No, right? Think carefully about it, that General Feng Huan, Lin Siniang, is actually a historical figure, but it doesn’t match the dynasty of the Yuanlong Dynasty, so it should have happened in the late Ming Dynasty.

"I seem to have heard of some, but I don't know it." Xiaoxiao looked at Nijie with great sincerity, "What is the origin of that female general?"

Ni Jie said: "Because Lin Siniang is a fellow villager, I know some stories about her. Now there is the 'Yunhun Temple' in our hometown, and the inscriptions there record his life."

"Which dynasty and era is that?"

Ni Jie recalled for a moment and slowly said, "It should be the last year of the previous dynasty. Lin Siniang was the wife of King Heng. Because she was from a military general's family, she was familiar with martial arts since she was a child. She also trained a female army. In the battle of the northern border, King Heng was ordered to go, and Lin Siniang insisted on following. In that battle, the female army led by Lin Siniang won many outstanding achievements, which played an indispensable role in the final victory of the war. Unfortunately, Lin Siniang eventually died on the battlefield and died. Because in his life, in addition to his love for martial arts, he was also a charming woman who was very good at dressing up. This double characteristic made this person even more beautiful. King Heng wrote the elegant title of "General Feng Huan" in his poem to mourn his deceased wife. Since then, whenever later generations talked about this strange woman, they would be called "General Feng Huan".

Xiaoxiao was fascinated by the sound of the Yuanlong Dynasty and could not sigh again about the achievements of the fortune of the Yuanlong Dynasty. Lin Siniang was no longer the beautiful concubine of King Heng, and her leading the ladies to practice martial arts was no longer the lustful act of King Heng. Even the times have changed, which gave the story of this female general another meaning.

Xiaoxiao analyzed: "It turns out that the charming fragrance in this dew was done for General Fenghuan."

"If you want to match this fragrance, you must be General Yumeng." Ni Jie said.

Xiaoxiao remembered the last beauties of the Zhu family Xianglu, who was Mrs. Huarui: "It's really a coincidence that General Wu Hun is quite inconsistent with Mrs. Huarui in writing!"

Ni Nodou sighed and said again: "It is said that in the late years of the previous dynasty, there was a man called "Master Qixiang". The incense he made was like an illusion, which could make people from life to death and return to life, experience all things that could not be experienced, travel all over the world and understand the feelings that could not be appreciated in the world."

Xiaoxiao couldn't hide his excitement: "I heard from Xizi that the legendary 'Qixiang Master' is the ancestor of the Wen family!"

"I can smell the fragrance it makes in this life, and I have no regrets in this life." Ni Jie looked at the exquisite little glass bottle in her hand again and returned it to Xiaoxiao's hand.

Xiaoxiao said: "It is rare to have a favorite sweet lotus for students. When this sweet lotus is launched, I will give you a bottle."

But Ni Jie said frankly: "No, such a wonderful smell is enough to only smell once in a lifetime."

The Ni Festival is indeed different from others, and I smile knowingly.

"I have another question," Ni Jie looked at Xiaoxiao. "These Mongolian horses and desert wolf poisons are all difficult to obtain. If you want to make them in large quantities, how can you solve these problems?"

Xiaoxiao smiled mysteriously: "This is the cleverness of 'Master Qixiang'. In fact, the above fragrances are made of the most common fragrance materials, and there is nothing rare and precious inside."

Ni Jie showed an incredible look again: "It's true that the wizard."

While Xiaoxiao was happy, he picked up his pen and wrote the four words "General Feng Huan" on the bamboo paper on the table: "This fragrance dew tastes extremely strong, and the extremely fine and beautiful aura inside can lift the entire battle flag. This cleverness of force can be reflected by fragrance dew. I still think it is a miracle."

Ni Jie stood behind Xiaoxiao, admiring these four words: "I remember your Xianglu has a keyword. What is the keyword of General Yuhuan?"

Xiaoxiao frowned and said with a trick, "I don't care. It's up to you to think about it. Who made you the best-selling author~"

But Ni Jie seemed to have already thought about it, and confidently took the pen from Xiaoxiao and waved four big words: blue blood and beautiful face.
Chapter completed!