For a while, everyone in the box chatted with Liang An about literature and poetry, and their attitudes became more cordial.

The reason is that they are the descendants of officials. Even if they go to Taihao Palace to practice martial arts because they like martial arts, they cannot travel around the world because of their status. Even when fighting with others, they have to worry about the score to avoid offending the other party.

, hurting the relationship between the parents behind the scenes.

Therefore, martial arts is only their pastime after all, and literature and poetry are their focus. Good literary skills and poetry literacy can help them shine in social circles, and even benefit them in the imperial examination, and they will not offend.

People, this is much more important to them than martial arts.

Liang An is also happy to chat with them. With the support of Liang An's past memories, he can easily pick up other people's topics, and can also give appropriate answers to their questions, and some can even combine his own feelings as an earthling.

, put forward eye-catching viewpoints.

This made those people sigh that Liang An was indeed the son of the famous Le'an scholar Liang Dong.

However, they didn't chat for long before Yu Wenhe came back with a box with a four-character seal attached to the Bai family brother and sister, and placed it on the table with a slap.

"It's a good thing that my home is close. Well, these are your brother and sister's things. They are all here." After Yu Wenhe said to the Bai family brothers and sisters, he sighed and said: "I am really at a loss today. I finally built the Hundred Treasures Pagoda.

A brick actually fell."

"Isn't your Hundred Treasure Pagoda all our things?" Bai Xianyu said, tearing off the seal on the box, opening it, and saw eight rolled calligraphy and paintings inside, as well as some hairpins, jade pendants and jewelry.

It was full of similar things, and his expression suddenly turned ugly.

The others took a curious look, and their expressions darkened.

They all remembered that they had had countless gambling battles with Yu Wenhe, and they didn't think it was anything at all at the time. But looking back now, after losing so many times, they probably had as many things as the Bai brothers and sisters!

"Yu Wenhe, let's compare words too, shall we?" Hong Wohu said while swallowing his saliva.

Yuwenhe glanced at him and said with a smile: "Okay, but you can't invite foreign aid."

Then, he looked at the others and smiled: "It's the same for you, I can compete as long as you give me a bet, but I can't invite foreign aid."

Everyone immediately booed.

If they could win, would they lose so much?

While others were criticizing Yu Wenhe, Liang An's eyes fell directly on the eight calligraphy and paintings in the box.

Having benefited from the Tongxuan paintings given by Hong Wohu, he instinctively felt that the calligraphy and paintings in the box could also give him a lot of experience points!

After a slight hesitation, Liang An still couldn't hold it back and said, "Miss Bai, can you let me see those calligraphy and paintings?"

"Okay." Bai Xianyu didn't hesitate at all, and took out eight calligraphy and paintings and handed them to Liang An: "These calligraphy and paintings are all works of Tongxuan, and some people call them works of Wenxuan, but these are all works of Jianghu.

It is said that appropriate Tongxuan paintings can help people who practice martial arts understand the wonders of Xuanxuan. However, these have lost the artistic conception of Tongxuan and can only be used as collections, so that people who like calligraphy and painting can understand the wonders of the brush strokes of their predecessors.

Mr. Liang's calligraphy seems to be quite good, and I think it will be helpful for you to read more."

"Have you lost the artistic conception of Tongxuan?" Liang An felt nervous, a little worried that this would affect his ability to absorb experience points, and he carefully took over the eight paintings and calligraphy.

pain!

The hand that caught the eight calligraphy and paintings felt pain of varying degrees from different contact positions with the calligraphy and painting. It was obvious that this was a strange thing caused by absorbing experience points.

The different degrees of stinging were quite new to him. In the past, he had obtained experience points individually, and had never obtained experience points of different degrees at once.

However, the freshness only lasted for a moment. He seemed very excited to get the opportunity to read Tongxuan's work. He closed his eyes for a moment, but he was actually checking his own experience points.

Experience points: 268

71 points!

Experience points increased by 71 points!

Liang An felt ecstatic for a while, followed by a trace of regret.

The Tongxuan paintings that Hong Wohu gave him before gave him 14 more experience points. If these eight paintings were the same, it would be 112 points.

I don’t know if this is due to the lack of Tongxuan artistic conception, or something else.

If there is no Tongxuan artistic conception, then in the future, you may get more experience points by asking the Xuan painter for his fresh works. If it is for other reasons... what other reasons could there be?

Thinking in his heart, Liang An opened his eyes, and in line with the principle of doing a complete show, he opened the calligraphy and painting scroll one by one and began to appreciate it.

The first painting is a painting of a blooming peony.

Although the lack of the artistic conception of Wenxuan could not give him the same sense of reality as when he saw the paintings sent by Hong Wohu before, like being in the drizzle of mountains and forests, he could still appreciate the exquisite and lifelike brushstrokes of peonies, and at first glance he felt like seeing real peonies.

Blooming in the hand.

"Great painting! Great brushwork!"

After praising it, Liang An looked at other long scrolls, some with paintings and calligraphy, and some with calligraphy and painting integrated. All of them were excellent works, and they were all categories that he thought he was proficient in and could not imitate.

Thinking of this, Liang An suddenly felt something in his heart.

When I upgrade my calligraphy and painting, I also ask about the level of the Xuan painter, so will the things I draw give me experience points? If so, wouldn't I be able to produce and sell by myself to form a closed loop?

Thinking about it, Liang An closed his eyes again, as if he was comprehending the strokes of calligraphy and painting, but his attention was on the status attributes of his eyelids.

It seems that the proficiency level of Hanmo Danqing only costs me five or six points, right? If so, I shouldn’t have too many points to improve again...at most a hundred points. After all, it only takes about ten points to upgrade from proficiency to proficiency in the Seventy-two Swords of Yunyu.

It only takes five or six points to upgrade to proficient Hanmo Danqing and then to Wenxuan. It should not cost more experience points than the Seventy-two Swords of Yunyu.

Thinking about it and looking at the experience points that had returned to 268, Liang An gritted his teeth and decided to improve his calligraphy and painting skills after returning.

If he could produce and sell experience points on his own, it would be infinitely better than him working so hard to get experience points everywhere!

…

All banquets in the world come to an end, and Hong Wohu’s banquet has also come to an end.

The guests who had drunk a lot of wine left one by one, and Liang An also said goodbye at the right time and left Hongyue Building.

However, after walking out of Hongyue Building, he did not go home directly. Instead, he and Li Zhaoxun, who had accompanied him but had been drinking alone and waiting in the lobby of Hongyue Building, went to Muyin Pavilion on the next street.

Muyin Pavilion is a teahouse with a total of three floors. It is decorated in a simple and elegant manner and is mostly visited by elegant scholars and poets.

After Liang An entered Muyin Pavilion, he was thinking of finding someone to ask where Yuwen He was when he heard someone say: "But Mr. Liang An? Please come here. My master and Mr. Zhao are waiting for you on the third floor."

Liang An looked around and saw a beautiful woman standing at the top of the stairs making an inviting gesture.

"Is Mr. Zhao here too?" Liang An stepped forward, followed closely by Li Zhaoxun.

"It's my master's arrangement." The beautiful woman said softly.

At this time, Liang An suddenly heard Li Zhaoxun's voice transmission, his voice was serious and low:
Chapter completed!