Chapter 347 Masterpiece

Author: Shui Qianche

Suspicious looks from all directions made Lu Su feel even more stressed.

Maybe it's a matter of urgency, or maybe it's an instinct to divert trouble away.

Lu Su said Feng Jing's name, "He jumped out of the window and ran away in advance."

It would be great to have one more participant of the literary conference to identify the portraits, and it didn't take long for Feng Jing to be carried back here.

Before arriving, Feng Jing had been informed of what happened in the restaurant and the role of being 'invited'.

Facing many elders in high positions and the future king Yi Zhen, Feng Jing did not dare to be presumptuous even if he did not want to.

Lame as he came to the table, the first person he was asked about was Lu Liangqin whom Lu Su had mentioned before.

"The person standing next to Lu Su is indeed Lu Liangqin." Feng Jing confirmed it without much recollection.

The reason for this must be that Lu Su and the others were closest to the table at that time. In order to avoid looking at Mi Feixue, he happened to see Lu Su and the others in a blink of an eye. These few seconds are particularly impressive in his memory.

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"Since there was no mistake in the identification, why wasn't the person released?"

"Could it be that..." was lying?

The last sentence was not finished, and everyone could hear the meaning.

Yi Zhen gave the speaker a warning look.

If Mi August didn't want to care about this matter, he wouldn't even let him see him, and he would never resort to such unflattering tactics.

"No one came out. It can only be because we did something wrong."

As soon as Yi Zhen opened his mouth, everyone responded quickly.

"Before that gentleman identified him, he first made some comments about the person in the painting." Zhuang Yan suddenly said.

Yi Zhen asked someone to bring over the personal characteristics table that he had recorded earlier.

According to the above description, he said to the person in the painting: "Seven feet tall, with a long face, thick eyebrows, thick lips, wearing gray clothes, and wearing a lotus sachet..."

After finishing the record, there was still no response.

Yi Zhen frowned and thought.

Others were also anxious and silent.

There is no progress on their side, and the world in the painting has changed again.

Hearing the wailing coming from inside, he asked what was going on, and then learned that the injuries of the people inside were getting worse, some were already in coma, and some suddenly cried out that they were thirsty and hungry. A comparison showed that their physiques in the painting were better than those in the painting.

It's much more fragile outside.

In other words, even if these people are trapped in the painting and cannot die for a while, their situation will become more and more dangerous as time goes by.

Marquis Wen An and others felt their hearts tremble, and a sense of urgency came over them.

"What exactly is missing?"

"Think carefully again what that adult said and did!"

After another round of discussions and attempts, the result remained unchanged.

The voices inside and outside the painting are interconnected, and the failures in reality are heard by the people trapped in the painting, constantly accumulating inner despair.

The situation is visibly declining.

"Seven feet tall, long face..."

Yi Zhen whispered again, but no one had any expectations because almost everyone had tried it in this short period of time.

It's just that this time Yi Zhen looked directly at the stick figure in the painting, and every word he said was spoken after repeated identification and confirmation, "Thick eyebrows, lotus sachet... Lu Liangqin."

No change.

If there are no expectations, there will be no disappointments.

Yi Zhen pondered for a long time, then turned to call Lu Su and Feng Jing, then pointed to the stick figure belonging to Lu Liangqin in the painting, and described his features to the two of them one by one, "From the height of each figure,

To compare, this one

That's seven feet." He measured it with his fingers so that the two of them and other onlookers could better understand. Then he pointed at the two lines on the stick figure's face, "This is the eyebrow, which is thick and black. Look at him again.

Is this a flower on your waist?"

Everyone's first thought is that they don't look alike.

Ke Yizhen pointed at the waist of the stick figure belonging to Lu Su in the next second, and the jade thread ball that Mi August identified as a flower shape.

"Both are in the shape of flowers. If you look more closely, do they look like lotus flowers?"

Things that didn't look alike at first seemed to be acceptable after the comparison pictures.

Especially since they had already determined in their hearts that the pattern painted on Lu Su's waist was the flower pattern.

"...It seems to be true."

"The flower-shaped jade on Lu Su's waist is an orchid, so the lines...the flowers and leaves are drawn smaller. The embroidery on Lu Liangqin's purse is lotus, and the flowers and leaves are indeed drawn thicker."

"That makes sense!"

As everyone talked, they felt that they looked more and more alike.

At this time, Yi Zhen said again: "This man who is seven feet tall, has thick eyebrows, and has a lotus purse on his waist, is he Lu Liangqin?" He was asking about Lu Su and Feng Jing.

Lu Su subconsciously recalled Lu Liangqin's appearance in his mind and nodded in agreement.

Feng Jing also said with more certainty: "Yes, it's Lu Liangqin."

The words fell.

Lu Liangqin appeared out of thin air.

"this?"

"Your Highness, how do you..."

Yi Zhen raised his hand to interrupt everyone's questioning and explained: "Master Mi did explain the method of cracking it very clearly, which is to identify the person in the painting. But this identification focuses on identifying the person's identity from the painting, not

Just guessing."

"For example, in the case of Lu Liangqin, we knew through analysis that the portrait of the figure next to Lu Su was him, but we did not really understand the appearance of the figure in the painting, so what we said did not count."

Zhuang Yan raised doubts, "But His Highness clearly saw it just now and still failed to succeed."

Yi Zhen nodded, "So I guess you need to not only understand the painting, but also have a certain impression of the person. I don't know Lu Liangqin, and I still can't identify this person just by looking at the features in the painting."

Lu Su and Feng Jing had an impression of Lu Liangqin, so when Yi Zhen asked them for confirmation, and when Feng Jing was helped to understand the portrait and named Lu Liangqin, the rules of this strange talk were finally solved.

"Your Highness is wise." Zhuang Yan said.

Others also expressed their respect.

Yi Zhen said: "It is important to save people."

With a clearer method, everyone gathered around the painting table with their eyes wide open, working harder to identify the features in the painting and comparing them one by one with the recorded information.

Needless to say, it was quite difficult at the beginning, but after gradually adapting to the painting style, I became more and more able to appreciate it.

"The hairpin painted here is extremely wild. It turns out to be a goshawk spreading its wings. It's so wonderful."

"What is this man doing with his hands? Where are they?"

"What the hell, this is a fan, hehe."

"..."

After Lu Liangqin, another person was identified and rescued.

These rescued people were left behind to help identify the paintings.

They are all participants in the literary society. As long as they can remember who is standing next to them, it will be easier for everyone to find clues.

Facing this painting this time, the participants of the cultural conference no longer had a trace of contempt, only a deep-seated awe. In their eyes, every line was full of artistic conception. It can be said to be a masterpiece that is unparalleled in the world.
Chapter completed!