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After round after round of bidding, the statue of Guanyin was finally bought by the Admiral's wife for 20,000 taels of silver. The ladies and merchants present are not richer than her, but her status is the most valuable, and the Japanese pirates have committed crimes in recent years, and it is only because the navy is in charge that the safety of Jiangsu and Zhejiang can be guaranteed. Who has the courage to offend her?
After taking the portrait home and hanging it in the Buddhist hall, all the female relatives of the Xu family gathered together and paid their respects to Master Guanyin with a reverent expression.
Suddenly, the door of the Buddhist hall was kicked open rudely, and Admiral Xu, who was tall and majestic, walked in angrily, and scolded: "Madam Wang, you stupid woman, I heard that you bought a picture for 20,000 taels of silver. Embroidery? I only earn this fortune by pinning my head on my trousers belt all day long, and you will spend 20,000 taels with a wave of your mother's hand! Where is the embroidery, return it to Laozi (Note: a crude and arrogant way to refer to oneself, meaning "old thing," which is slang for dad), or Laozi will let you immediately fuck off!"
"How dare you?" Before Madam Xu could react, Old Madam Xu couldn't sit still any longer. She pounded the table and stood up, shouting angrily, "If you dare to have this idea of embroidery, I won't let you go!"
When Admiral Xu was about to comfort the old madam, he suddenly saw the embroidery on the wall. He took a deep breath, reached his hand to his waist, and almost pulled out his knife to defend himself. It was all because the golden-haired hou was so realistic and horrible. He glanced around in the dark Buddhist prayer room as if he was about to pounce on someone to eat him. When he looked again, he was comforted by the amiable Guanyin and became calm.
"Is this... Is this the embroidery?" Admiral Xu was stunned for a long time before he opened his mouth in disbelief. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that this embroidery was not like a painting, but more like a mirror. The mirror was a passageway to the divine world and inadvertently reflected the legendary figures.
"Exactly." Madam Xu didn't even look at him. She just held her two and a half year-old grandson in her arms, pointed at the embroidery, and coaxed, "Good grandson, look, that's Guanyin. He will bless you in the future."
When the cute child saw the lifelike golden hair hou, he was frightened to cry and quickly stabbed his head into Madam Xu's arms.
"Don't look at the monster, look at the Bodhisattva," Madam Xu turned around and let her grandson continue to look at the embroidery. She pointed at the face of the Guanyin and said, "Look, the Bodhisattva is smiling at you."
The little boy took a timid look at the embroidery and then was fascinated by the gentle and peaceful smile of Guanyin. After a short while, he reached out his hand and giggled, as if he wanted to be hugged by Guanyin. The child's perception was still in a state of ignorance, and it was impossible to tell that it was just an embroidery, not a real person. However, it was enough to prove how good the embroidery was.
Looking at his grandson's reaction, Admiral Xu couldn't help but be surprised. When he looked at Guanyin, he unexpectedly took a few steps back and circled around the hall. He said in surprise, "Guanyin and the golden-haired hou have been looking at me all the time. What's going on? The top of his head is still shining. Mother, have you seen it?" He rubbed his eyes, again and again, afraid that he would have an illusion.
When Lin Dan was embroidering the Buddha light on the back of the Guanyin, she combined more than a dozen kinds of needle techniques, such as mixing needles, willow needles, applying needles, horizontal swimming needles, and spraying needles. She cut the silk thread very thin and rubbed it smoothly to express the scattering and softness of the Buddha light. The flat and dense embroidered face looked like a mirror, not only making the golden silk threads more dazzling but also reflecting the light of nature.
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