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Xuanhe Picture Scroll
History宣和画卷
A Wen'er
Art students returned to the late Northern Song Dynasty and entered the Xuanhe Painting Academy to see the paintings of famous artists. They worshiped Huizong as their teacher and experienced the style of calligraphy. This is a story about music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, hops, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea.
Art students returned to the late Northern Song Dynasty and entered the Xuanhe Painting Academy to see the paintings of famous artists. They worshiped Huizong as their teacher and experienced the style of calligraphy. This is a story about music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, hops, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea.

The Little Lady Who Cultivates Immortality
Xianxia Fantasy修仙小娘子
A Wen'er
It's really good to be a monk and become like Xie Xiaoman. Eat when you should, drink when you should, catch ghosts and drive away evil spirits when you have nothing to do. When you get tired of playing, you can hide in the mountains to collect herbs, refine elixirs, and practice cultivation; when you get bored, you can do tasks in the world, accumulate merit, earn fame, get to know some celebrities from the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and casually change the pattern of the troubled times. Xie Xiaoman was living happily, but he didn't know that someone was sitting there watching the world, waiting to eat his fat...
It's really good to be a monk and become like Xie Xiaoman. Eat when you should, drink when you should, catch ghosts and drive away evil spirits when you have nothing to do. When you get tired of playing, you can hide in the mountains to collect herbs, refine elixirs, and practice cultivation; when you get bored, you can do tasks in the world, accumulate merit, earn fame, get to know some celebrities from the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and casually change the pattern of the troubled times. Xie Xiaoman was living happily, but he didn't know that someone was sitting there watching the world, waiting to eat his fat...