Ma Wenliang stared at the painting and looked carefully, holding his gauze-wrapped arm and said:

"It's not right here. The chin is square. In addition, the portrait looks too young. There are many folds on both sides of the lips. The eyes should be thinner. He has double eyelids inside. When he sees the eyes with a cold look, he has some triangular shapes."

Zhou Heng quickly changed it, and after four or five times, Zhou Heng began to make some detailed modifications.

Soon after, he held the book in front of Ma Wenliang again. Ma Wenliang's eyes widened. His dirty face could tell at a glance that he was the adoptive father's appearance, as if he was a real person. He quickly nodded vigorously.

"It's so similar, I'm just like this, the adoptive father looks like."

Fang Jizhong quickly got closer, Zhou Heng tore off the paper and handed it to Fang Jizhong. Fang Jizhong took it and took it carefully. This was the first time he saw this painting. With a charcoal-like thin stick, which seemed to be piled up with a seemingly messy line, it had already been painted into a portrait.

If this Ma San stood in front of him, Fang Jizhong would be sure that he would be able to recognize him.

Lieutenant Fang Ji handed the painting to Liu Fudong, looked at Zhou Heng and urged:

"Thank you for a hard time, continue drawing!"

Zhou Heng was not pretentious either. The right way was to send them away earlier.

The longer this matter is delayed, the more likely it is to change. After all, according to Ma Wenliang's words, there are still people in the North Mountain being controlled by people from the Jinwu Sect.

Being able to easily enter the cafeteria and place iron wires, bamboo poles, and fire folds in the alcohol workshop, this means that not one or two people involved, and they think it's scary to think about it. These people must be found out, otherwise they really don't know if they will have life worries in the next moment.

Zhou Heng thought that he did not delay his hand movements, and asked and answered Ma Wenliang, and quickly drew a portrait of the so-called uncle.

Perhaps because he was curious about this uncle, Ma Wenliang described it very carefully and even remembered the location of the mole on his face.

Zhou Heng breathed a sigh of relief after tearing off this portrait.

"Okay, both portraits have been completed. If Eunuch Fang feels that it is not enough, I will ask the disciples of Huichuntang to help you draw a few copies."

Fang Jizhong nodded, and looked at the paintings and was moved.

"Thank you, Mr. Uncle, let Ma Wenliang take a break first, but there must be a factory guard in front of the door. As for how to deal with it, His Majesty needs to decide. But Mr. Uncle Uncle, our family will naturally say what he should say, and he is forced to helpless, and our family understands it."

Zhou Heng smiled, and indeed understood that people didn't have to say much, so he quickly saluted Eunuch Fang.

"Then I'll have a father-in-law. I'll ask someone to copy these two portraits, please."

As he said that, he led Fang Jizhong and the others out of the ward. Liu Fudong waved to the back, and several people wearing factory sweatshirts rushed over and stood in front of the door.

Zhou Heng asked someone to call Sun Maocai, Su Xianling and Zhang Ankang to come. These are all good drawing masters. They draw good results when they take exams and answer questions one by one, and even many anatomical drawings were drawn by them.

"Okay, you guys copy these two portraits according to them. They are more urgent. But you must draw them carefully. Do you understand exactly the same? I used all the skills of your exams to copy them. Is it a rubbing or red? I didn't ask for it, just one requirement, exactly the same, do you understand?"

Several people quickly said yes and distributed the paper. Zhang Ankang quickly threw himself on a portrait, briefly outlining the various locations on the outer edge and the lines of his facial features. Then he threw them out, and Sun Maocai and others followed suit to continue their work.

Seeing the skillful appearance of several people, Fang Jizhong's eyebrows trembled and he leaned against Zhou Heng, as if he was a little confused and his previous worries were gone.

"My uncle often takes painting classes?"

Zhou Heng shook his head, sighed, and said earnestly:

"No, the medical school needs a lot of explanations, from bones to muscles, blood vessels and organ distribution, these must be rigorous. I can't find someone to draw this, so I let them complete it. After all, what should be saved is to save, and it's not easy to make money!"

Fang Jizhong: "..."

Fang Hua: "..."

Zhu Yunmo sighed and followed and said:

"It's not easy to do business, and it's even more difficult to make money. This is also to train them. Zhou Heng took great pains to do it!"

Several people who painted the painting didn't say anything, and rushed to live, as if they didn't care what Zhou Heng and Zhu Yunmo said at all. Fang Jizhong really couldn't stand it, so he looked up at Zhou Heng and shook his head.

"Brother Zhou really took great pains to educate you!"

Zhou Heng nodded with a smile, knocked on the table and stared at the people:

"Don't prick up your ears and listen. Draw quickly and don't delay Eunuch Fang's affairs. Just a few paintings, do you have to wait for a while?"

Several people quickly buried their heads and continued to draw. Each movement was extremely fast, with clear division of labor, with strokes and outlined positions everywhere, with some to fill in facial features, some to draw hair, some to adjust darkness and facial lines. In less than a quarter of an hour, more than a dozen portraits have been completed.

Zhou Heng stepped back and stood two steps away to look. Although it was quickly made, it was almost enough to find someone by fakes. His expression and age were clear at a glance.

"It's done, Eunuch Fang will take it!"

Eunuch Fang did not ask for help but bowed.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhou. I have accepted the painting. I'll go find someone now. But our family still has a heartless request. Can you teach this skill to my godsons?"

Zhou Heng paused, actually thought that he would do this. You should know that sketching portraits are really realistic and vivid, and this is not comparable to traditional fine brushwork.

Because this is a tool painting, just like today, if you want to find someone to tell the person you see, you can almost know the person's appearance. Wouldn't you achieve twice the result with half the effort in the future?

Zhou Heng paused, looking embarrassed.

"Well..."

Eunuch Fang smiled, quickly reached Zhou Heng's ear, and whispered.

"Don't worry, my family should pay a lot of money. The key is that the various descriptions of your facial features just now really need to be carefully considered. What are peach blossom eyes, almond eyes, phoenix eyes, eagle hook noses, and garlic noses. It seems that it is really difficult for ordinary people to see the difference."

Zhou Heng smiled. Fang Jizhong was Fang Jizhong. He was so good at all times. It was really comfortable. He nodded at Fang Jizhong.

"Don't worry, Eunuch Fang, I will organize a map later, so that those who need to learn will follow me and learn to copy, mark all the facial features, face shapes, buns, and clothes. This will make it into hard cards and make a booklet. If someone needs a portrait, they can put it together and assemble it, which is more convenient.

Of course, it is also possible to analyze what this person looks like when he is alive according to the bone shape, but this requires intensive training."

Zhou Heng's voice was quite loud. Fang Hua heard it and hurried over. Throughout history, no matter how old people are, they have a fatal attraction to unknown things and suspense things. Hearing this, Fang Hua quickly said:

"Mr., has your nephew learned this from you? Zhou Yi'an from Shuntian Mansion? I've seen him draw pictures of the fire scene. It's so amazing that it's like shrinking the workshop and moving it to paper, it's not bad at all."

Zhou Heng waved his hand, his face seemed a little regretful, and he was a little angry that he did not fight. He sighed and said:

"Don't praise him. This kid doesn't seek progress. He has learned some things and is not at ease to practice them now. He has not learned these bone restoration techniques."

When Fang Hua heard this, he became interested and patted his chest hard.

"Brother, how do you look at me?"

Zhou Heng sighed, "It's not that you don't want to teach, but you really don't have the energy. Otherwise, you can learn painting with Sun Maocai first. If you have enough 10,000 such pictures, you will probably be a disciple."

Fang Hua shivered and waved his hand quickly.

"Forget it, I still won't learn it anymore. If you draw these ten thousand pictures, will your wrist be broken?"

Sun Maocai stood up and Zhou Heng was there. No matter what his original identity was, he was just a disciple, and Zhou Heng no longer accepted disciples. This glory made him extremely proud. He stood behind Zhou Heng and bowed and bowed.

"Eunuch Xiao Fang, Master is not joking. We will practice more and then be considered eye-catching. If you like it, you can follow the next group of soldiers to learn painting and lay a solid foundation to restore portraits later. Master once demonstrated it to us, which is indeed a magical skill."

Fang Hua's eyes were shiny and he nodded vigorously.

"My uncle said, I am really interested. I know that you just think it's troublesome. It's not okay to not accept disciples. Don't worry, you will be apprenticed as a teacher. You won't be able to thank the teacher. How about you respect me every month?"

Hearing this, Zhou Heng's face relaxed a little, looked at Fang Jizhong with his side, and saw that he smiled and said nothing to dissuade him, so he looked at Fang Hua.

Fang Hua just talked about the most critical issue. In fact, Zhou Heng was afraid of trouble. It would be fine if an ordinary person accepted an apprentice. If he taught a eunuch, wouldn’t he help the factory guards to cultivate their minions and be more likely to be impeached by the censor!

Zhou Heng nodded, did not answer or refused. Fang Jizhong smiled and said:

"Then I will bring my incompetent godsons, follow the military trainees and listen to them, learn as much as you can, and pay for the money Fang Hua will pay, remembering that you can only have more than less.

Okay, let’s check these people first. Beishan also needs the uncle and prince to worry about screening themselves. This place will be restored to normal from tomorrow. Don’t delay your income. This is what Your Majesty means.”

Zhou Heng was a little surprised, but it was still very smart for the old emperor to think about others like this. After all, something happened in the alcohol workshop just now, and Beishan was closed. This is a place where people earn money every day, and there are so many people who want to raise them. Zhou Heng suffered a considerable loss, so it is naturally the best to be like this.

Zhou Heng didn't ask much. Fang Hua and Fang Jizhong and others had been to the palace respectively. They asked what they said. Zhou Heng didn't ask much. Zhou Heng believed that the old emperor would definitely stand on his side now.

After Fang Jizhong said that, he took the people away. Fang Hua stood beside Zhou Heng, laughed happily and got closer to Zhou Heng.

"Brother, why don't you let Xiao Fang help you check Beishan?"

Zhou Heng waved his hand, and Sun Maocai and the others quickly went out, and Zhu Yunmo came back to sit down after the door was closed. There was a hint of disgrace on his face. Zhou Heng knew what he was worried about and said with emotion.

"It's not easy to check!"

Fang Hua nodded, "It's really hard to check, but there's no way."

When Zhou Heng heard this, he hurried over. He hadn't checked the past two days, just because he was afraid of alarming the enemy. Just like Ma Wenliang, he performed as well on weekdays and had a very innocent life experience. Who knew that he was his adoptive father and a member of the Jinwu Sect? He was also manipulated because of the so-called family affection. These were completely unpredictable things.

But now it is embarrassing that I know the inside story, but I have to pretend that I don’t know who the Jinwu Sect are, and I have to find out the people. This is really difficult.

"Tell me, what method do you have?"

Fang Hua smiled, approached Zhou Heng and Zhu Yunmo, and looked a little excited on his face.

"I have been here in Beishan for quite some time, and I have basically understood the matters in Beishan. Here we are mainly divided into three parts, and some are the elderly people who come from Qingping County. These are all from scratch, and the family is here, and even their wives and children are in Beishan, so naturally there is no need to worry.

The second part is the land-based households on the village. These are slaves from the Duke of Wei or descendants of disabled military soldiers. They have lived here for decades. Even those who have married out of the country are mostly helpless orphans. Otherwise, who can marry into such a barren place, there is no need to worry about these.

The third part, and the most complicated part, is that when you see the development of Beishan, you all come here to see the reputation of the villagers near the village, some people who yearn for medical studies, some people who come alone, some people who come with their families, some people who come with them as apprentices, and some people who come to attend the theater.

Beishan has only registered these people and has not verified them one by one, so the most common problem here is here.

I could ask the factory guards to conduct verification, and investigate them one by one according to their registered address in Beishan. I have read the registration form. Although there are many people, it is not difficult to verify. It is basically concentrated in seven or eight nearby villages.

Even if there are still some around, there are only a few more than twenty. Just send someone to a trip alone. Compared with the yellow book, the factory guards come forward. Now they go to do it and you will probably get the results in the evening. What do you think?"

Zhou Heng instantly understood what Fang Hua meant. This was obviously a killing of two birds with one stone. It could not only help Beishan check everyone and eliminate the risk factors, especially those who can get close to the canteen and alcohol workshop. These are the two key points.

He can still thoroughly touch the Jinwu Sect's foundation. These are not something Fang Hua could think of. After all, it has been estimated how long it will take, and this does not give him a chance to refuse.

Since you can't refuse, then accept it safely. Zhou Heng has nothing to worry about, and there is nothing to hide. These people are registered and just want to check it out by yourself.
To be continued...