You rascal, stop right there!

That's a lot of money!

Bai Wan was touched by the word "thirty taels".

After hearing about the reward, he had an idea to understand the painting from the brushwork. He had to figure it out!

So, under everyone's puzzled gaze, he walked towards the painting step by step.

This painting is just so-so if you only look at the content, but the outlines of the figures and scenery are very detailed. Every fold is connected and seems to be connected into one piece.

"This painting! It seems..."

Bai Wan always felt that this painting looked familiar, and he couldn't help but stretch out his right hand to touch the paper with the portrait.

The pale-faced man folded his fan and spread his fingers open: "Don't touch it with your claws!?"

A certain man was extremely angry!

"I'll touch it! What can you do to me!?"

White Pea shamelessly stroked the outline of the brushstrokes several times.

"You!!! You're a scoundrel!" The pale-faced man had never seen such a scoundrel before and immediately tried to pull the man's hand away.

At this time, a man responded by grabbing the pale-faced man's face. The other man was shocked and grabbed the other man's face as well.

The two of them were arguing with each other, which was a disgrace to all the scholars.

The painters were whispering to each other.

Chen Yu's eyes were wandering, and he really wanted to pretend that he didn't know these two people.

While they were arguing with each other, Bai Wan kept looking at the traces of their shadows on the wall and the outlines of the brushstrokes in the portrait.

"Wrong! All wrong!" A man shouted as if he suddenly thought of something.

"You know you're wrong, goose, but you still don't let go..." The pale-faced man's face was pulled so hard that he couldn't speak clearly.

Cough!

Chen Yu finally pulled the two apart.

"I mean, I know what this painting means!" Bai Wan rubbed his painful right cheek.

“Say——” The pink-faced man rolled his eyes.

Bai Wan walked up to the painting solemnly and said, "This painting is not about catching thieves. These two people are not thieves, nor are they sneaking around!"

"Boss? What do you mean?" Chen Yu looked at him in confusion.

Bai Wan was surprisingly eloquent: "This man was actually smiling at the people below on the beam, and both of them were wearing the same jade ring.

Although the man below was angry and held a knife in his left hand, the knife was in the scabbard! This shows that he did not regard the other party as an enemy. "

Chen Yu carefully examined the painting and said, "Even so, it's still a bit far-fetched. Besides, there's also a word 'dance' in it!"

"Chen Yu, why don't you write the word 'dance'!" Bai Wan said suddenly.

"Oh?" Chen Yu stupidly took the pen and wrote the word "dance".

Bai Wan looked at the word "dance" and then at the painting. The two paintings kept overlapping and interweaving in his mind, appearing and disappearing in waves.

"No! The strokes should be more..." He couldn't think of any words, so he asked quietly, "What do you call those characters with messy strokes?"

The pale-faced man sneered: "Are you talking about cursive writing?"

"Yes, cursive script! Chen Yu, can you write the word 'dance' in cursive script big enough to cover the painting?" he continued.

Chen Yu didn't understand why, and although he felt strange, he still wrote it down honestly in order to know the secret in the painting.

"No! This stroke seems to be more messy!" Bai Wan nodded.

"It seems like the strokes in this place should be a little wilder..."

……

After he repeated his words, Chen Yu wrote the word "舞" in cursive.

In the sunlight, the ink is mottled.

"Let the two brothers pull up this calligraphy and place it behind this painting." Bai Wan wanted to confirm his guess.

Then, the two scholars took the word "dance" and placed it behind the painting "Liang Meng's Dance" without knowing the reason.

Everyone gathered together to observe how this ruffian solved the decryption.

A miracle happened. In this painting, the two characters were originally in the upper and lower parts. When the words and paintings were intertwined, people today often couldn't help but scream.

When the dancing characters in cursive script are connected with the brushstrokes in the painting, the disconnected and overlapping parts are almost completely different from before.

This is not a "master catches thief" picture!

It’s not a picture of a knave on the beam!

The reality is just the opposite.

It depicts two like-minded gentlemen, one holding a cup on the beam, and the other dancing with a sword under the beam. The folds of the original painting were not connected, and were just completed by the word "dance".

This dance is actually the person on the beam watching the person below the beam dancing with a sword!

The two are not only not hostile, but even have a sense of mutual appreciation. The friendship between the gentlemen in the painting is really exquisite.

Everyone was shocked.

"Oh my god!! How is this possible!!"

"It's so true!"

"No one in the current art academy can fathom the secret behind it!"

……

Under the gaze of everyone, Bai Wan felt very uncomfortable.

"Aren't you illiterate? How do you know the secret of this painting?!" The pale-faced man looked at him with sharp eyes.

"Yes! I am illiterate!!" Bai Wan smiled bitterly.

Strange! How could he have thought that this painting would need to be superimposed with calligraphy?

What's going on? Could it be that I was a painter five years ago?

He knew what the painting was about almost instantly after he saw it. He couldn't understand why these literati would spend so much time on it.

"Boss, why do you know all this?" Chen Yu also looked at himself with horror.

"Chen Er, of course I am your boss and I am great!" Bai Wan didn't know how to explain it, "Maybe it's talent?"

He himself didn't believe what he said.

Old Man Bai was illiterate, and he had never learned to read or write. Let alone such a complex word as "wu", everyone knew that he couldn't even write his own name.

So what was my identity like five years ago?

At this moment, Chen Yu suddenly looked at Bai Wan with a deep and meaningful gaze.

The literati and poets in the entire Miaoxin Painting Boat found it hard to believe and spread the story by word of mouth.

The news that the "Dance of Liang Meng" at Miaoxin Painting Boat was cracked by a commoner spread like wildfire.

"I admire you! I admire you! I claim to be a genius at interpreting paintings, but today I meet someone like you." The pale-faced man bowed, "If you are not a genius at interpreting paintings, then you have a telepathic connection with the painter of this painting!"

"Okay, okay!" Bai Wan seemed to have forgotten the argument he had with this person just now.

The pale-faced man raised his folding fan and said, "My name is Song Xiang, and I am a court painter at Daying Painting Academy. I previously judged you by your appearance and thought you were a talentless person. I am sorry for being rude!"

Bai Wan smiled awkwardly. Actually, what he said was not wrong.

"My name is Bai Wan!! Pea like pea!" said Bai Wan.

Song Xiang was about to ask something when he saw Lin Yuan, the person in charge of Miaoxin Painting Boat, sent someone out with a brocade box. The box was exquisitely carved and very unique.

"Silver!" He smiled and rushed forward like a lustful ghost.

Song Xiang smiled in surprise.

This greedy boy!

Bai Wan couldn't wait to open the box. The thirty taels of silver inside looked really beautiful.

Chen Yu came forward and opened his lips in shock.

Just when everyone thought that this man would enjoy himself after getting this windfall, the ruffian quietly said to Chen Yu:

"Exactly thirty taels! This is great! Fatty Wang's mother has been ill for so long, this is just enough to buy one or two taels of white ginseng!

"Chen Er, let's go to the medicine shop quickly. We can't let that thief shopkeeper sell it! We have to beat him up so that he won't sell the medicine to us!"

Watching the two of them discussing where to go with the silver as they walked, Song Xiang couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

What a weird rogue!