"Borrow our eyes!" Everyone in the Yin Mansion looked at each other, not understanding what Meton meant.
"Marquis Merton means …" Old Man Yin said hesitantly. Could it be that Mo Jiazi wanted to use magic to borrow their eyes to see Yin Kaishan's soul?
Meton looked at the Yin Mansion's people and knew that they had misunderstood. He couldn't help laughing and hurriedly explained, "Old Man Yin, you misunderstood. What I meant was to let the Mo Mansion find a few people who were most familiar with Duke Yunjie and let them recall the features of Duke Yunjie's appearance in the most detailed way. Then I will use these features to reconstruct Duke Yunjie's portrait."
Meton used the common method of portrait artists in the later world. Although he couldn't reconstruct a person's appearance by looking at a mosaic or extremely blurry picture, he could still draw a portrait according to the description of the person closest to him.
"Oh!" Only then did everyone come to a realization and let out a sigh of relief. They thought to themselves, "The Mohists have always been exposing the Ghost God's techniques. How could they perform these Ghost God's techniques like the Sorcerers?
"Kaishan is my son. I am most familiar with him. I can't remember a single freckle on his body wrong. Count me in!" Old Man Yin nodded. He was most familiar with his own son.
"Old Man Yin, it can't be better if you can help. But please find a few more people. The more detailed the description, the more realistic the portrait will be." Meton nodded. Moreover, a son would more or less inherit some of his mother's appearance genes. With a close relative as a template, the difficulty of the portrait would be reduced by more than half. Even if Old Man Yin didn't ask, Meton would still let him stay.
"Okay, no problem. There are many old people in the Yin Mansion who followed Kaishan, especially Yin Li! Back then, he was Kai Shan's personal bodyguard. Every time Kai Shan went to the battlefield, Yin Li would never leave his side to protect him. "Old Man Yin pointed at the leader of the guards and said.
Tie An couldn't help but look at Yin Li. When they were outside the gate, the one who posed the biggest threat to him was Yin Li, who wasn't tall but had a body full of muscles.
"Old woman, you flatter me. Following the general is my honor." Yin Li said respectfully. According to Yin Li's military exploits, it was easy for him to become a captain in the army. However, after Yin Kaishan passed away, Yin Li chose to be a servant of Duke Yunjie's Mansion and continued to guard the Yin Family.
"He's also a loyal and righteous person!" Meton praised.
"You flatter me!" Yin Li said.
In the end, Old Man Yin found one of Yin Kaishan's personal attendants to cooperate with Meton in the portrait.
Soon, Meton arranged the painter and signaled for Old Man Yin to narrate.
"Marquis Mo may not know this, but although our Yin Family is now a military family, Yin Kaishan's father has always been a civil official. When Kaishan was young, he was so thin and weak. When Kaishan followed Great Ancestor to lead the army, I was very worried, afraid that he would suffer in the army. In the end, he became tanned and strong as soon as he came back." Old Madam Yin was lost in her memories, her tone long-winded.
Meton didn't interrupt Old Man Yin's rambling. Instead, he listened patiently and picked out some useful information from the few words.
"Kai Shan had a tough life. He worked hard his whole life but didn't have the life to enjoy it. He didn't even leave behind an heir.
When I was young, I noticed that his eyes were the same as Kai Shan's when he was young. That was why I asked Yuan 'er to have an heir.
"That's a useful piece of information!" Meton signaled for Yin Yuan to sit over. He then compared Yin Yuan's eyes to the drawing on the xuan paper.
"Is it like this?" Meton held up the drawn eyes and gestured for the others to correct.
"Although the general's eyes are similar to the young duke's, they are slightly bigger and have more killing intent." Yin Li thought for a moment and added.
The ink paused and immediately took out another piece of rice paper. On the basis of the original eyes, it expanded a little and added some sharp lines.
"Yes, yes, that's the gaze. Although the general is usually amiable, once he gets angry, who wouldn't tremble in fear? I won't forget that gaze for the rest of my life. "Another servant cried out in joy.
"The general's eyebrows are the most similar to the old lady's, but they are slightly different." Yin Li frowned.
Meton compared the eyebrows of Old Man Yin and drew more than ten different eyebrows. In the end, he chose three that were similar and changed them one by one.
"The general's nose … his mouth …"
"Kaishan has a round face and a black mole on his cheek …"
"The general has an inch-long scar on his forehead. It was left behind when he fought Wang Shichong and risked his life to get it."
… … …
… … …
Everyone looked at each other, and Modun kept revising and changing the paper one by one. Finally, when night fell, a lifelike Yin Kaishan appeared on the paper.
"Old Man, please take a look. Is there anything else that can be changed?" He turned the drawing board over for the Old Man Yin to evaluate.
"Kaishan!"
Old Man Yin immediately cried out in grief when he saw the figure in the drawing.
"It's been ten years, ten years! Mother has been thinking of you day and night! " Old Man Yin immediately burst into tears. He touched the drawing with trembling fingers, as if the son he was proud of in the past was right in front of him.
"General!"
Led by Yin Li, the servants of the Yin Family all knelt on the ground.
Old Man Yin shakily pulled Yin Yuan to the side of the drawing and pointed at Yin Kaishan's drawing. He said sadly, "Child, kneel down. This is your father!"
Yin Yuan stared at the drawing in front of him in a daze and felt a sense of familiarity.
"Father!"
Yin Yuan knelt down on the ground with a thud. His life of glory and wealth was exchanged for by the person in the drawing with his life.
After the people of the Yin Family paid their respects, they remembered that Meton was still waiting on the side.
"Marquis Merton's drawing skills are simply amazing. On behalf of the Yin Family, I thank Marquis Merton for his great kindness." Old Man Yin solemnly bowed to Meton.
Old Man Yin knew that Meton's drawing skills not only prevented the Yin Family from becoming the laughingstock of Chang 'an City, but also made the Yin Family in the emperor's heart again. It was a great help to the weak Yunjie Duke's Mansion.
"No, no, this is my duty!" Meton hurriedly avoided it.
"Unfilial son, go and apologize to Marquis Merton!" Old Man Yin angrily shouted and stared at Yin Yuan.
Yin Yuan's face instantly turned red. He bowed to Meton and said, "Marquis Merton, I believed in slanderous words and misunderstood Marquis Merton. Marquis Merton, please forgive me."
"I have never shown my drawing skills in front of people, so it's normal for people to misunderstand me. I should thank Yunjie Duke's Mansion for giving me a chance to correct my name." Meton returned the salute.
"You two are of the same generation. You two should get along well in the future!" The more Old Man Yin looked at Meton, the more he appreciated him. He knew that Meton would have a bright future. However, Yin Yuan looked dull and only wanted to pave the way for his grandson.
"Of course, of course!" Meton repeatedly promised.
"Kaishan!" A mournful voice suddenly sounded from behind him.
Meton abruptly stood up and saw a noblewoman about thirty years old weakly supporting herself on the door frame. She was looking at Yin Kaishan's portrait with a mournful expression.
"Mother! Why are you here? "Yin Yuan looked at the noblewoman and hurriedly went to support her.
"Madam!"
All the servants bowed and greeted her. Obviously, the noblewoman in front of them was Yin Kaishan's widow, Yin Yuan's mother.
"Didn't I tell you to take good care of my mother? What did you do?" Yin Yuan angrily glared at the maid behind Yin Yuan. Ever since Yin Kaishan passed away, Yin Yuan missed him so much that she fell ill. She was often bedridden and needed someone to take care of her.
"Madam, I heard the news and insisted on coming to take a look! I couldn't stop you! "the maid said aggrievedly.
Yin Yuan ignored Yin Yuan and stared straight at Yin Kaishan's portrait.
"Kaishan, you're finally back!" Yin Yuan cried sadly. She was so excited that she fainted.
Everyone in the Yin Residence watched with their own eyes as the son of the Mo Family drew Yin Kaishan's portrait stroke by stroke. The expectations in their hearts were gradually realized. When they saw Yin Kaishan's portrait, they were also mentally prepared.
However, Yin Yuan was weak to begin with. She missed Yin Kaishan so much that she fell ill. When she suddenly saw the portrait, she naturally couldn't bear it.
"Mother!" Yin Yuan hurriedly shouted.
"Quick, call the doctor!" Yin Li hurriedly ordered.
"What doctor? Prepare a carriage immediately and send Madam to Mo Hospital!" Old Man Yin made the final decision.
She now trusted Mo Jiazi very much. She also trusted Mo Hospital very much.
The carriage was quickly prepared.
The gate of Duke Yunjie's Mansion opened again and a carriage rushed away. All kinds of spies waiting outside Duke Yunjie's Mansion followed it all the way to Mo Hospital.
Soon, the news that Yin Yuan fainted and was admitted to Mo Hospital spread throughout Chang 'an City.
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