However, in order to find the murderer as soon as possible, when she drew this sketch, she was still more detailed than before. She asked Sun Jiawang while adding some details.

For example, men in Dajin usually grow beards when they are forty years old. Since this man had a beard, he must be over forty years old. So she drew some fine lines around his eyes.

When Sun Jiawang saw it, he became even more excited: "Yes, that's right. It's so similar, so similar."

Through the portrait, he also found more memories and told Zhao Ruxi one by one, and Zhao Ruxi perfected the portrait according to his story.

Seeing this situation, the eyes of Zhang Changshen and Wu Zong beside them became brighter and brighter, and the looks they looked at Zhao Ruxi became more and more different.

A good painter can stimulate the memory of an eyewitness, prompting him to remember more details that he thought he had forgotten. Wu Zong was not able to do this when he entered Dali Temple. He can do it now.

Experience is accumulated slowly.

But Zhao Ruxi is a little girl who seems to be born with this talent. She is especially good at encouraging Sun Jiawang and is kind-hearted, making Sun Jiawang forget his nervousness and become more and more excited as he talks. He is completely different from the timid little boy when he first walked in.

At this time, the child's eyes were bright and he was describing the appearance of the murderer continuously. This selfless state allowed him to better recall the original scene.

Wu Zonggang had just thought about talking to Zhang Changshen about something at first, but now he was fascinated by her painting portraits and completely forgot about the matter.

It wasn't until Zhao Ruxi finished drawing the portrait and handed it to Zhang Changshen that he woke up from a dream.

Zhang Changshen took the portrait, looked at Zhao Ruxi, and suddenly said: "Miss Zhao, is anyone interested in taking up a post in Dali Temple?"

Wu Zong swallowed what he said. He looked at Zhao Ruxi, waiting for her answer.

"Not yet." Zhao Ruxi shook her head, "I promised that the masters in our academy would take part in the imperial examinations, so I can't break my promise. And it's not necessary."

She looked at Wu Zong and said with a smile: "My senior brother is currently learning. Once he masters my painting method, Mr. Zhang, you won't need me anymore, right? But once your lord gives orders, Ru Xiwan doesn't dare to resign.

Just send someone to me at any time. I will try my best to do whatever I can."

She is someone who knows the plot and knows that there will be two major turmoils in the future. She has very important things to do and cannot be tied to Dali Temple.

The Dali Temple is different from the academy. The academy can stop at any time, as long as she agrees to take the imperial examination. Once the Dali Temple agrees, she has to clock in from nine to five and do things according to the requirements of the Dali Temple.

No more freedom.

If she had the opportunity to become a high-ranking official and influence the political situation, she might consider it. However, with her current status, it would be impossible for her to hold an official position after entering Dali Temple. She would definitely be a low-ranking servant. What is wrong with her, she has to think about being a junior servant.

Servant?

Zhang Changshen's words just now came out of his mouth because he was overjoyed for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he thought about how it was inappropriate for an aristocratic girl to have a free life and deal with criminals and cases all day long. Zhang Changshen didn't think so.

Advise her again.

"That's okay. If I need anything here, please ask Miss Zhao to help me." He cupped his hand.

"Sir, do you have to let my junior sister paint the other portraits?" Wu Zong asked from the side.

"Yes." Zhang Changshen said to Zhao Ruxi, "You have to go to the trouble of painting thirty more portraits like this for us. The Yamen will pay the girl."

"There is no need for remuneration. The adults work day and night for the safety of the people of Jin Dynasty. How can I receive remuneration for doing such a small thing?" Zhao Ruxi said with a smile.

Wu Zong gave his junior sister a thumbs up in his heart.

This is beautifully said!

"Thirty portraits, I'm sure I won't be able to finish them this afternoon. You can't take this painting home, but the case is urgent. Junior sister, I think tomorrow will be a ten-day break. Can you take a break and come over and finish the portraits? I

When the time comes, ask Qin Chong to arrange a safer place for you instead of here." Wu Zong asked.

Qin Chong was his subordinate, and he was also a son of an aristocratic family. The elders in his family arranged for him to get this job in Dali Temple, which was to work for officials such as Zhang Changshen and Wu Zong, and he was regarded as an unqualified handyman.

I will treat Xu's family to dinner tomorrow. But Zhao Ruxi thinks that she paints very quickly, so she should be able to finish it in half a day.

She nodded immediately: "No problem."

Wu Zong turned to look at Zhang Changshen: "Sir, do you have anything else to tell me? I'll go do it if nothing happens. My little junior sister can just paint here by herself. I'll leave Qin Chong here to run errands for her."

"Miss Zhao, I'll help you." Zhang Changshen greeted Zhao Ruxi politely, then patted Wu Zong on the back, "Come on, I have something to tell you."

Wu Zong raised the corner of his mouth and smiled at Zhao Ruxi, then followed Zhang Changshen.

When he arrived at the room where Zhang Changshen worked, he motioned for Wu Zong to sit down, and then said to Wu Zong: "Are there any conditions for you to learn painting from Miss Zhao?"

Wu Zong originally reached out to get some snacks on the table, but when he heard this, he paused and glanced at Zhang Changshen warily: "No, we are not learning painting from my junior sister, I am learning painting from my master."

Zhang Changshen wanted to throw the snacks in his hand at him: "Stop playing tricks on me."

"How dare I play tricks on adults?" Wu Zong threw the snack into his mouth and smiled, "If I learn painting from my junior sister, then I have to perform the teacher's ceremony in front of my junior sister, right? Then

Wouldn’t it be a mess?”

Zhang Changshen looked at him and said nothing.

Probably because Zhang Changshen has been dealing with criminals for a long time, he usually looks smiling and easy to talk to. But when he stares at you with his eyes evilly, it can often make your heart tremble.

Wu Zong felt uncomfortable looking at him. He dropped the bamboo stick in his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I'll tell you."

"My master, as you know, has been obsessed with painting all his life. When he first saw my little junior sister's painting method, he clamored to learn from her. My little junior sister refused to agree."

He waved his hand: "It's not that my junior sister is too precious about her broomstick, but because of the status of master and apprentice."

"Think about it, at that time my junior sister was a student at Bac Ninh Girls' College, where my master was a tutor. If my master were to learn painting from her, who would be the teacher and who would be the student? The junior sister taught this unique painting method

You can't give someone the position of master, right? But it's definitely not possible for my master to perform master's ceremony in front of my junior sister at such an old age."

Zhang Changshen nodded. That’s right.

"In order to learn this new painting method, my master came up with an idea. That is the practice of binding. My master gave the younger sister three thousand taels of silver, and the younger sister taught him how to draw. After he learned it, he got both money and goods.
Chapter completed!