As soon as they entered Chang'an, the six of them rode to the gate of Cai Zhonglang's mansion, Zhang Dong's face was complicated with this luxurious mansion, Cai Yong's life flowed through his mind one by one, home, calligrapher, painter, musician, no matter which of these titles are proud, Cai Yong is really an all-rounder, but also a genius, such a character, I am going to see it today.

He turned over and dismounted, strode to the door and knocked on the door, handed a name card to the doorman who opened the door, and said: "Overseas Chinese Zhang Dong came to visit Cai Zhonglang, please let me know." ”

The porter was an old man about fifty years old, like a monster Zhang Dong and the Five Tiger Generals, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Because Zhang Dong and the Five Tiger Generals did not think about fighting the world in the Three Kingdoms, and they were used to wearing modern clothes, they did not wear ancient costumes, so Zhang Dong and the Five Tiger Generals wore white and black suits respectively, tied with delicate ties, snow-white shirts inside, and shiny leather shoes on their feet, and went up to be chic and handsome.

But in this era, such clothing would basically be considered a nervous disorder, and in fact, when Zhang Dong and they rode into Chang'an, they were already in trouble and were stopped by the soldiers guarding the city gate.

Zhang Dong repeated, and the porter woke up, looked Zhang Dong and the Five Tiger Generals up and down again for a while, and then walked in with the name card.

Cai Yong is fifty-nine years old this year, and he was at the peak of his life by Dong Zhuozhong, who controlled the government, and worshiped Zuo Zhonglang, but a few months later, Dong Zhuo was killed by Lu Bu, and he was also arrested and died in prison because of his condolences to Dong Zhuo, thus leading Cai Wenji to a miserable life.

At this time, he was practicing calligraphy in the study, not to mention, Cai Yong's flying white body has reached the point of perfection, and the words written are really beautiful to the extreme.

Cai Wenji, who is just eighteen years old this year, stands slim on one side, admiring and learning Cai Yong's handwriting, and her eyes are full of fascination.

"Master, someone is visiting outside." The porter walked into the study and said cautiously.

"Is there a famous post?" Cai Yong didn't stop writing and asked lightly.

"There is a famous post, his name is Zhang Dong, about twenty years old, he is dressed very strangely, and he seems to be a barbarian." The porter said.

If Zhang Dong and the Five Tiger Admirals heard the porter say that they were barbarians, they would really be so angry that they vomited blood.

"The barbarians are gone. Just say I'm not there. Cai Yong waved his hand and said.

"Yes." The porter agreed, and slowly retreated, while muttering in a low voice: "The handwriting of that barbarian seems to be very beautiful, even better than the handwriting of the master." ”

Cai Yong is old, his ears are a little back, so he didn't hear it, but Cai Wenji is a young age, she hears very well, she can hear clearly, and she is surprised in her heart, there are still people in this world whose calligraphy is better than her father? chased him out and said, "Uncle Yang, give me the name post." ”

The porter handed over the name post.

Cai Wenji took the name post, and was stunned on the spot, her eyes shot a scorching light, and her face was full of shock, because the words on the name post were in block letters, and every stroke was full of power, containing a special artistic conception, combined together, beautiful to the extreme, much more beautiful than the words written by Cai Yong.

She finally came to her senses and said excitedly: "Uncle Yang, wait a minute, my father may meet him." ”

She walked into the study gracefully, handed over the name card and said, "Dad, how is the handwriting on your name card?" ”

Cai Yong took one, as if he was hit by thunder, his whole body kept trembling, his eyes were feverish, he held the name card in one hand, and copied it with his index finger in the other, it was really like a cat seeing a fish, like a gluttony seeing a delicacy, like a lustful man seeing a peerless beauty, and instantly indulged in it.

Cai Wenji was also fascinated by the famous post, and said coquettishly: "Dad, what about your daughter asking you." ”

Cai Yong woke up in shock and exclaimed: "Good words, peerless good words, it's really floating like a cloud, like a dragon, the dragon jumps over the gate of heaven, the tiger lies in the Phoenix Pavilion, the nature of nature, Fengshen Gaidai, it is not an exaggeration to be called the first calligraphy in the world, the value is immeasurable, Wen Ji, where did you collect the famous post?" ”

He is worthy of being a great calligrapher, and at a glance he can see the value and importance of Zhang Dong's fonts, and in fact, Zhang Dong currently integrates the fonts of many calligraphers, and is a family of his own, surpassing Wang Xizhi, Zhang Xu and other historical masters.

Seeing that his father spoke so highly of the words on this post, Cai Wenji was secretly surprised, although he was also a calligrapher, he was younger after all, and he didn't dare to think that this was the best calligraphy in the world, and said softly: "Dad, the person who wrote this famous post is still outside the door and wants to visit you." ”

Cai Yong was overjoyed, jumped up, and shouted: "Open the middle door and welcome the distinguished guests." ”

The middle door suddenly opened, Cai Yong came out, his eyes fell on Zhang Dong and the five tiger generals, he was also stunned, the six people were too weird, the hair was so short, the clothes were so strange, and there was a cloth belt around the neck, was it used to hang himself?

"Overseas Chinese Zhang Dong has met Cai Zhonglang." Zhang Dong hugged his fists and said, a trace of respect flashed in his eyes, this old man is a real celebrity in history, and a daughter he raised is not only peerless, but also a talented woman who can be compared with Li Qingzhao.

"You're gracious, please." Cai Yong woke up in shock and invited Zhang Dong to sit down in the living room, and the five tiger generals were also invited by the porter to rest in a side hall.

"The nephew is from overseas?" Cai Yong asked Zhang Dong.

"Yes, but my ancestors were Chinese, and now I am traveling back to China to increase my knowledge and knowledge." Zhang Dong took a deep look at the doorway in the living room blocked by a cloth curtain, and really wanted to go in and hide behind the curtain to eavesdrop Cai Wenji, but he still forcibly suppressed this impulse, this is the Three Kingdoms era, it is difficult for men and women to meet, where is it so casual like modern times?

Cai Yongyang raised the famous post written by Zhang Dong in his hand and asked: "Zhang Xian's nephew Yu Xuanang, dressed very strangely, and really looks beautiful, may I ask which famous person wrote this famous post?" ”

Cai Wenji heard Cai Yong say that Zhang Dong was dressed strangely, and she couldn't bear it anymore, so she lifted the curtain a little and secretly went over, this, she was really dumbfounded, dumbfounded, and then covered her mouth and trembled and snickered.

"This is not written by a famous artist, it is my own letter graffiti work, this time I came to visit Cai Zhonglang, I am here to learn your flying white calligraphy, I wonder if Cai Zhonglang can accept me as a student?" Zhang Dong said with a smile.

Cai Yong's face turned red, where can the words he wrote be comparable to his? But when he heard Zhang Dong compliment him, he was still very useful in his heart, waved his hand and said: "Virtuous nephew, you are too modest, your calligraphy has reached the extreme, it can be said that it is the first in the world, no one's calligraphy in history can surpass you, how dare I accept a student like you?" ”

"Cai Zhonglang is polite, your flying white body is famous all over the world, no less than anyone, and you are everyone, a music master, a famous painter, I also love these, I hope to get your advice." Zhang Dong pleaded again.

If Cai Yong knew Zhang Dong's true intentions and purposes, he would have kicked him out of the door earlier, but unfortunately, he didn't know how to read minds, so naturally he didn't know Zhang Dong's ambitions, plus he liked Zhang Dong's calligraphy too much, he groaned slightly, and said: "Virtuous nephew, you can live here, we communicate with each other, as for apprenticeship, never mention it again." ”

Zhang Dong's purpose is to live in Cai's Mansion to pursue Cai Wenji, and now that he has achieved his goal, he is secretly happy in his heart, and he nodded and agreed.

Maybe he still didn't believe that Zhang Dong was an unprecedented calligrapher, or maybe he wanted to discuss calligraphy skills with Zhang Dong immediately, and after a moment of greetings, he invited Zhang Dong to the study and said, "Virtuous nephew, please show your hand again, the old man will polish the ink for you." ”

"How dare the juniors?" Zhang Dong was really flattered.

"You're welcome, with your calligraphy, the old man is still a little unqualified to polish your ink." Cai Yong finished smiling and began to grind the ink, he was writing just now, and the ink had already been sharpened, so he only grinded it symbolically.

Zhang Dong was no longer pretentious, spread out the paper on the desk, picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and used the rest of his eyes to look at the side window, and a beautiful woman was obviously standing outside the window, and a small gap in the window paper was entered.

He smiled slightly, revealing a great Confucian aura on his body, and wrote a long poem with a pen.

Shu road is difficult

Whoa, the danger is high! The difficulty of Shu Road is difficult to go to the blue sky.

Silkworms and fish, the founding of the country is at a loss.

He is 48,000 years old, and he is not populated with Qinsai.

There is a bird road in Xidang Taibai, which can cross the top of Emei.

The earth collapsed and the mountain destroyed the strong man to death, and then the ladder stone stacks were hooked together.

There is a high standard of six dragons returning to the sun, and there is a return to the river with a wave and a reversal.

The flight of the yellow crane is not yet passable, and the ape wants to spend his sorrow and climb.

What a plate of green mud! Hundreds of steps and nine folds linger on the rocks.

He sat on his back and sighed with his hands.

Ask when you will return to the west, and you can't climb the rocks.

But when I saw the ancient trees of the Sad Bird, the male and the female flew around the forest.

I also heard Zigui crying the night moon, and I was sad about the empty mountain.

The difficulty of Shu Road is difficult to go to the blue sky! Let people listen to this.

Even the peaks go to the sky and do not exceed the feet, and the dead pines hang upside down against the cliffs.

The flying turbulent waterfall is noisy, and the cliff turns to the stone and thunder.

The same is true of the danger, those who have come from afar, they are not coming!

The Sword Pavilion is majestic and Cui Wei, one husband is the pass, and ten thousand people are not open.

Guards or bandits, turned into wolves and jackals.

Avoid tigers in the morning and long snakes in the evening. Grinding teeth and sucking blood, killing people like numbness.

Although Jincheng is cloudy, it is better to return home early.

The difficulty of Shu Road, it is difficult to go to the blue sky, and look sideways to the west!

With a wonderful endless font flowing out of Zhang Dong's pen, with a heroic poem slowly taking shape, Cai Yong's eyes shot a feverish light, his face was full of shock, an old heart beat wildly, and when Zhang Dong finished writing, he pushed Zhang Dong aside, and said in an excited tone: "Good words, good poems, the world's first calligraphy, the world's first poetry, peerless, no one can compare." ”

Then, while copying it with his fingers, he shook his head and read aloud obsessively: "Wow ......"

Cai Wenji, who was standing outside the window, heard her father's evaluation of Zhang Dong's poetry and calligraphy so highly, she was so anxious that she couldn't wait to go in and enjoy it now, but if men and women were not kissed, how could she go in? Fortunately, Cai Yong began to read aloud, so she listened carefully, and soon was fascinated by this majestic and magnificent verse, and fell into a beautiful artistic conception.

After reciting it five times and copying it five times, Cai Yong woke up in shock, projected his admiration and admiration on the indifferent Zhang Dong's face, and exclaimed: "The virtuous nephew is a great talent in the world, far beyond the sages, I am very relieved to be able to meet you." ”

"Uncle has won the prize." Zhang Dong said modestly.

"Let's have a drink." Cai Yong finished excitedly and invited Zhang Dong out of the study.

As soon as the two left, Cai Wenji couldn't wait to walk into the study, picked up Zhang Dong's calligraphy, admired it carefully, and copied and recited it word by word.