Chapter 92 Portraits

"Reporting to Governor Wang, my wife has sent someone to ask you to return home immediately."

In the government office, Governor Wang Xu had just sent away the chief secretary when a yamen runner came to report that someone had come home.

"Where is the person? Call him in for me." Governor Wang asked suspiciously.

He didn't know why his wife wanted him to go back now. Could it be that something happened at home?

"Yes!" The yamen runner took the order and retreated, and led the servant who was anxiously waiting outside in.

"I am here to see my master!" The servant hurriedly saluted when he saw Governor Wang.

"What did my wife ask you to do? But what happened at home?" Governor Wang waved his hand to let the yamen runner retreat, and asked.

"My lord, today the young master went out to play on the street and was bumped by a scoundrel. Later, the scoundrel allowed his accomplices to beat the young master. That's why the mistress ordered me to ask the old master to go back." The servant said.

"What?" Governor Wang was furious. A scoundrel dared to bump into his son in public and beat him.

A lowly scoundrel dared to beat his son in public under his jurisdiction.

What about the king's law? This is simply a heinous crime. If such a scoundrel is not severely punished, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

No matter what the reason, the scoundrels in the servant's mouth have been blacklisted in the heart of Governor Wang. Once they fall into the hands of Governor Wang, these ignorant scoundrels will be burned with fire.

Governor Wang has thought of no less than twenty ways to punish these scoundrels who dared to bully his son.

Governor Wang did not know that the scoundrel in the servant's mouth might be the Crown Prince Li Chengqian of the Tang Dynasty.

If he knew that the person who beat his son was the Crown Prince Li Chengqian, he would not only not seek revenge, but also drag his son to apologize.

This is the effect brought by the class. As a minister, even if he is beaten by the Crown Prince, he cannot have complaints.

At least on the surface, he cannot have complaints. Whether he has complaints in his heart or not, no one else can control it.

"How is the young master's injury?" asked Governor Wang.

He was worried, fearing that he would hear some bad news. After all, he, Wang Xu, only had this one son.

If anything happened to him, his family's incense would be cut off. How could he face his ancestors in the afterlife?

"The doctor has examined him. It's just a superficial wound. It's not serious. He will recover after taking medicine and resting for a while." The servant said.

"Let's go back now. Someone, call the painter for me." Governor Wang heaved a sigh of relief and stood up to ask someone to invite the painter.

He wanted to take the painter back, paint all these bold and arrogant people, and then hunt them down throughout the prefecture.

As for knowing the appearance of these scoundrels, he could only go back to the palace and ask the people involved, and then he would know everything.

When he returned home and saw his son lying on the bed with his head swollen like a pig's head, the anger in the heart of the governor Wang rose.

"My son, tell me the appearance of the scoundrels who dared to hurt you, and let the painter draw it. Your father will definitely catch them and vent your anger." The governor Wang said.

"Yes, Aye!" Prince Wang replied, enduring the pain on his face, and described the appearance of Li Chengqian and others in his memory to the painter.

The painter immediately spread out the paper, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and drew the appearance of Li Chengqian and others according to Prince Wang's description.

"Sir, look at the people in this portrait, I drew it correctly." After drawing the first picture, the painter gave the portrait to Prince Wang for identification.

The first person in the painting was none other than Long Zhi, the new Qianniu attendant recruited by the Crown Prince in Fucheng, who had beaten Prince Wang up.

"This person's face should be a little smaller, his cheekbones should be a little more prominent, his eyes should be a little bigger, his lips should be thicker, and here..."

Prince Wang looked at the portrait the painter handed over. Although it looked very much like Long Zhi, it still lacked some expression.

So Prince Wang pointed out the shortcomings of the portrait and asked the painter to modify it.

The painter simply followed the original portrait and repainted a new one according to the modification plan proposed by Prince Wang.

Putting down the brush in his hand, he handed the newly painted portrait to Prince Wang and said, "Prince, look at the portrait. The person is the villain who hurt you."

"Yes! It's him, hiss..." Prince Wang looked at Long Zhi's portrait and gnashed his teeth in hatred.

This bastard actually dared to do such a heavy hand to me. Even if you turned into ashes, I would still be able to recognize you. He

accidentally pulled the wound on his face again, and Prince Wang took a breath with a grimace in pain.

"Gou'er, don't be angry. Your father will definitely pull him out and tear him into pieces to vent your anger!" Seeing his son grimacing in pain, Governor Wang felt so distressed that tears almost burst out

of his eyes. Looking at Wang Gou, Governor Wang's eyes flashed with a kind light.

You damned bastard, you dared to hurt my son. If I catch you, I will torture you to death. I am not the Wang family. You dared to beat the only child of my Wang family.

"Aye, I'm fine!" Wang Gou said, "Painter, let's continue."

"Okay!" The painter prepared a clean paper again, picked up the pen and drew another portrait on the paper according to Wang Gou's description.

The person in the portrait is somewhat similar to Cheng Wuting, but still lacks some spirit.

It is already very good for an ordinary painter to be able to draw Cheng Wuting's spirit in a few simple sentences of Prince Wang.

"Here, here, and here need to be modified. Make the eyes smaller." Wang Gou pointed out several deficiencies and asked the painter to modify them.

The painter followed Prince Wang's instructions and made changes one by one.

Finally, Prince Wang pointed to the nose of the portrait and said, "His nose is relatively straight, and his cheeks are a little fleshy."

After the painter made another change, he drew a new one, depicting Cheng Wuting's appearance.

The portrait is 90% similar to Cheng Wuting himself, but it still cannot depict his charm.

This is the difference between a top painter and an ordinary painter.

If a top painter were to paint, he would not only depict the character, but also his expression.

It would be as lifelike as a real person.

"Sir, the portrait is well drawn. Do you think it is correct?" the painter asked after finishing the portrait.

"Yes! That's the man. Master Zhang's painting skills have improved a lot compared to before. He will be famous in the world in time." Young Master Wang praised him.

The painter was overjoyed after hearing this, and his eyes flashed with joy.

I think Young Master Wang's hatred for Cheng Wuting is not as deep as his hatred for Long Zhi.

"There is one last person, who is their leader and the culprit who beat me. Please paint him." Young Master Wang said.

"Just tell me what he looks like, and I will definitely paint him perfectly." The painter said, took out a piece of paper and picked up a pen, waiting for Young Master Wang to describe.