The open space inside the city gate of Mengcheng.

A huge canvas was laid out.

The painter hired by Ye Zhi County was listening to Zhao Ce's words with a puzzled expression.

"Draw a picture of Guanyin?"

"I know how to draw Guanyin pictures, but my lord, you said I don't have these in my hands?"

The painter was holding a picture of Guanyin in his hand and was showing it to Zhao Ce.

The picture in his hand is similar to most pictures of ladies in ancient times.

They are all figures with slender eyes and somewhat abstract faces.

But this is not what Zhao Ce wants.

He described the painter: "My eyes are so bad."

"The painting needs to be more realistic, just like the portraits we usually paint."

Civil servants and emperors in the Ming Dynasty basically had ID photos.

Those ID photos are painted in a realistic style.

But the folk painting method is basically the type of portrait of a lady with slender eyes that everyone is familiar with.

Zhao Ce asked this artist to draw it, although it was said to be more realistic.

But I don’t want it to be so realistic.

Just like those gods in previous movies.

If Zhao Ce hadn't illuminated this skill himself, he would have wanted to go into battle himself.

After listening to Zhao Ce's words, the painter barely understood.

He tried to draw a sketch first, and then modified it based on Zhao Ce's suggestions.

Wait until Magistrate Ye has arranged the other things Zhao Ce wants and returns.

Then I saw the sketch on the artist's desk, which was already in the final stages.

Zhao Ce stood aside and gave him a few words from time to time.

"Yes, the eyes should be painted brighter."

"The lines of the characters must be smooth and there must be more white space around them."

Zhao Ce gave the painter guidance based on the image of Guanyin on TV that he had seen in his previous life.

After the painting was finished, the artist himself opened his eyes in surprise.

"How could there be such a Guanyin Bodhisattva?"

Ye Zhixian on the side also walked over curiously and looked down.

The person in the painting is holding a pure vase with a willow branch in the vase.

Her eyebrows are a little red, her mouth is smiling, and her eyes are kind. Even through the portrait, people can feel her kindness to all living beings.

Ye Zhixian also exclaimed.

"This is Guanyin Bodhisattva!"

Zhao Ce felt a little proud after hearing the exclamations of these two people.

This prototype of Guanyin Bodhisattva is known as the living Guanyin Bodhisattva in modern times.

In ancient times, wouldn't this be a great weapon against a group of superstitious ancients?

Yes.

Zhao Ce thought that the way to make these White Lotus rebels surrender without wasting their troops was to defeat faith with faith.

These White Lotus Sect demons deceive people's hearts and use so-called faith.

The White Lotus Sect has a variety of beliefs, but the most common one is Western Buddhism.

But for the local people of Ming Dynasty.

Whether they are Buddhist or Taoist gods, as long as they are gods, they worship them.

Therefore, Zhao Ce asked people to draw this Guanyin, in order to artificially create a miracle of the Bodhisattva's appearance.

Such a realistic portrait of Guanyin matches their original beliefs.

Why are you still rebelling then?

Just kneel down and worship God.

but.

The image of Guanyin alone is not enough.

Zhao Ce pointed to the details and discussed it with the painter.

The general pattern will not change.

But detailed local adjustments are necessary.

After finalizing the first draft, Zhao Ce asked the artist to paint the painting on a large canvas.

Only then did Ye Zhixian finally find the time to report the progress to Zhao Ce.

"Sir, what you want is ready here."

Zhao Ce nodded.

"Let's go and have a look."

...

County government office.

People hired by Ye Zhi County are sewing together all the furs collected by the Yamen.

Don't care about the beauty either.

Densely packed stitches are exposed on the surface of the fur.

Zhao Ce reached out and pulled hard.

"Not bad, the sewing is very strong."

"That's almost it."

Ye Zhixian smiled.

He was a little puzzled.

What on earth is this imperial envoy sent by the imperial court going to do?

Forget about asking people to draw a statue of Guanyin, but let people sew such a large piece of fur.

What is this going to do?

Thinking like this, he asked curiously.

Zhao Ce smiled and said: "I want to use this thing to send the portrait to the sky."

"Sent to heaven?"

Ye Zhixian raised his head and looked at the sky.

"Fly, fly a kite?"

"Well, almost."

"But this kite has to be controlled by someone."

After Zhao Ce finished speaking, he checked the other utensils again and asked people to assemble them.

There is no need for Ye Zhixian to specially prepare lunch.

Instead, like everyone else, they made do with a big pot of rice.

Shortly after the meal, Zhao Ce continued to the city gate to watch the painter paint.

At this time, Xie Qianhu came to him with someone.

"Master Hou, this is my servant."

"It is said that Eunuch Liu asked him to bring news to Jin Yiwei."

Xie Qianhu suppressed his voice and reported to Zhao Ce in a low voice.

The appearance of the prince's personal attendants meant that they knew Zhu Houzhao's movements.

After Xie Qianhu received the report from his subordinates, he didn't think anything of it.

He led the people directly to Zhao Ce.

However, when he arrived here and saw that the painter over there had already completed more than half of the painting, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
To be continued...