With the end of the court session, the news that Young Marquess Yin went to the court in person to clear Mo Jiazi's name spread quickly in Chang 'an. ,
At this time, the people in Chang 'an finally believed that Mo Jiazi had painted Duke Yunjie, who they had never seen before.
Then more shocking news came. The Ministry of Justice solved the case of Taiping Square, which had caused a sensation in Chang 'an a few days ago, within two hours with the help of Mo Jiazi's unique painting skills.
"Do you know Fierce Wolf? He was extremely cruel and committed all kinds of crimes, including murder and arson. He was also very arrogant. Every time he committed a crime, he would leave a witness alive to deliver a message for him. However, he was extremely cunning. Every time he committed a crime, he would hide for several years and get away with it.
Unfortunately, he met Mo Jiazi this time. The witness told him the features of Fierce Wolf, and Mo Jiazi painted him quickly. In less than four hours, the Ministry of Justice's troops arrested the Great Bandit, Fierce Wolf, and brought him to justice, "a storyteller in the restaurant said while dancing with joy.
"Good, it's so satisfying!" The diners immediately applauded.
"Mo Jiazi, he deserves to be Mo Jiazi!"
"What a marvelous skill!"
People in the restaurant couldn't help admiring. Who would have thought that Mo Jiazi could really draw a person who had never seen him before with the help of other people's eyes?
What a reversal, what a shocking reversal.
In one night, Mo Jiazi's reputation rose from the high noon to the high noon to the high noon, and then it bounced back and soared to the sky.
"Young master is still the same young master! He hasn't changed at all. He never disappoints us! "The people of the Mo Family and the Mo Family also held their heads high and swept away their previous grievances.
"Hey, by the way, since Mo Jiazi can draw a person who has just seen him, what about the Du Family, Qutu Family, and Zhang Family?" Someone suddenly said.
People looked at each other. What should they do?
As the news came one by one, the Qutu Family and the Du Family suddenly felt as if they were struck by lightning.
Yesterday, they had refused to let the son of the Mo family into their home and let the entire Chang 'an City laugh at him. Who would have thought that karma would come so quickly? Overnight, they had become the biggest laughingstock in Chang' an City.
The problem was that it didn't matter that they refused Mo Jiazi. With their status, they didn't take Mo Jiazi seriously. However, Meton was the painter of the Lingyan Pavilion sent by Li Shimin himself. He represented Li Shimin. Mo Jiazi was refused the door, what would Li Shimin 'think? Would he refuse to go to the Lingyan Pavilion?
Ever since the four Grand Dukes had passed away, the four clans had been going downhill. The Lingyan Pavilion was the greatest guarantee for their hundred years of riches and honor. As long as their clans did not make any mistakes, as long as the Great Tang existed, they would be able to guarantee their continued prosperity.
It would be fine if the four families rejected the son of the Mo family at the same time. However, the Duke Yunjie's Mansion gave the son of the Mo family a chance to make a comeback. This was a huge problem for the three Duke families.
Yan Mansion.
Yan Liben and Yan Xingjian sat on the soft couch, speechless. They couldn't calm down for a long time.
"How is it possible?" Yan Xingjian couldn't believe it. He and Yan Li were masters in the art of painting. Of course, they knew that no one could draw a person out of thin air. However, they didn't expect the Mohist to take a different approach. Using a close relative as a template, and then using a familiar person's oral modification, he actually drew a person out of thin air.
"What a marvelous skill!" Yan Liben exclaimed.
After Meton didn't become famous in the Teaching Workshop, Yan Liben was the best painter in the Tang dynasty. He didn't lose to anyone in painting. But Mo Jiazi's new painting skills made him realize that painting could be so lifelike. After constant practice, Yan Liben was confident that he had mastered this new painting skills. But Mo Jiazi shocked him again.
"Uncle, can you do this?" Yan Xingjian asked.
Yan Liben shook his head. Although he was a painting genius, he had only learned the new painting skills for a month. He couldn't reach this level.
"Fortunately, uncle has seen the three Marquises. You don't have to go through so much trouble." Yan Xingjian felt lucky.
"Uncle has indeed seen the three Marquises. But it has been a long time, and many memories have been blurred. And Prime Minister Du, whom uncle is most familiar with, is only forty to fifty percent similar. As for the other two Marquises, it's good enough to be thirty percent similar." Yan Liben smiled bitterly.
Actually, when Li Shimin had ordered the construction of the Lingyan Pavilion, he had been the first choice as an artist. The reason why he had not accepted the job was because he had only just learned the new art of painting, and was not at Moton's level. Secondly, he was keenly aware of the difficulties in painting the portraits of the deceased heroes, especially the Duke of Yunjie, Yin Kaishan, whom he had never met.
"Thirty percent?" Yan Xingjian said bitterly.
The portrait of Duke Yunjie drawn by Mo family's son made Lady Yin so excited that she fainted. It could be imagined how similar the portrait was. Compared with a 30% similarity, it obviously couldn't satisfy Qu Tu family and Zhang family.
"Go and tell the three clans that if Mo Jiazi didn't have the skill of painting out of thin air, uncle would be duty-bound to help. But now that Mo Jiazi has this skill, I, Yan Liben, don't have to embarrass myself." Yan Liben said.
"Ah!" Yan Xingjian was dumbfounded.
In order to take revenge on Meton, he had lied to both sides. On the one hand, he had promised the three clans that his uncle would be able to paint the portrait. On the other hand, he had told Yan Liben that the three clans had asked for his help. He probably hadn't told either side yet!
"Go! The three clans will understand. After this, you can go back to your hometown! " Yan Liben was also a shrewd person. He had already noticed Yan Xingjian's trick. The reason why he had agreed to paint the portraits for the three clans was that he didn't believe that Mo Jiazi could paint the three dukes out of thin air. On the other hand, he wanted to fight for his pride. In the end, the Mo Clan still needed his help to take back their position in the art world.
Yan Xingjian was shocked when he heard this! His heart was filled with bitterness. He knew that his uncle had given up on him. He was afraid that he wouldn't have the chance to return to Chang 'an City after this trip.
"Hahaha! Meton, you really live up to your reputation. If it weren't for your skill, how could we have caught this guy so easily? " Li Daozong, who was dressed in black and had a strong build, led Meton out of the gate of the Ministry of Justice. He was full of praise for Meton.
A criminal who had been at large for a long time and brought shame to Chang 'an City was actually caught within two hours. This was simply breaking the record of the Ministry of Justice. This also made Li Daozong feel proud.
"Your Highness, you flatter me. I wouldn't dare to claim credit for myself. It's all thanks to the Ministry of Justice's good command." Meton said humbly.
"You don't have to be so humble. However, your painting skills are very useful in solving cases. I wonder …" Li Daozong said embarrassedly. In this era, the tools to solve cases were very simple. There were no photos or surveillance cameras. It was all based on witnesses and material evidence. Moreover, once a criminal escaped, it was very difficult to catch him. With a professional portrait artist who could paint the criminal, it would be very useful in identifying and catching the criminal.
"Your Highness, don't worry. After a while, you will send some experts over. I promise to teach them everything I know." Meton patted his chest and promised.
"Good!" The more Li Daozong looked at Meton, the more he liked him. He realized that this kid had an affinity with the Ministry of Justice. If he was older, he would definitely pull him over to the Ministry of Justice.
"Your Highness! Marquis Merton! "
Meton and Li Daozong had just walked out of the door of the Ministry of Justice when two middle-aged men in embroidered clothes greeted them with flattery.
"Qu Tu Shou, Zhang Xiang Xiang!" Li Daozong couldn't help but frown when he saw the two men. He looked at them with a faint smile.
When Meton heard the two men's names, he suddenly realized that it was the newly appointed Jiang Zhonggong and Zou Guogong.
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