Shanyin County, Huiji County, where there is not only Dongshan in Zhou Cheng's calculation, but also the Huiji Governance Office, where the Inner History Mansion is located.

Today's internal history of Huiji is the famous Wang Xizhi, the son of the Wang family.

When Wang Dao passed away, the third generation of the Langya Wang family gradually moved away from the center of the Eastern Jin Dynasty's power, but Wang Xizhi, as the leader of the third generation of the Langya Wang family, still led the post of the right general, and controlled the Huiji County as the internal history of Huiji.

In the backyard of the Inner History Mansion, Wang Xizhi calmly picked up the pen and wrote, since leaving Jiankang and going out of the town, Wang Xizhi gave people the image of sending love to the landscape, or living in a simple place and indulging in calligraphy.

It seems that the years have worn away the determination of the once high-spirited young man, the ambition of those who once spoke, the spirit of vowing to crush the barbarians and reorganize the mountains and rivers, is also covered by the smell of wine and poetry.

Wang Xizhi's writing is getting better and better, and it is becoming more and more free and elegant, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the first person in the world.

But what Mrs. Wei passed on to him, those words and magic powers that can evolve wind and thunder, those earth-shattering, can break the formation and kill the enemy, and can slaughter the Buddha and destroy the gods, but they are gone.

It's just that for more than ten years, Wang Xizhi has always held the Zihao pen in his hand, and this pen has written all the words in the world in Wang Xizhi's hand, and each text has infinite changes.

"In this painting of the husband, there are forty-nine 'also' words, but the forty-nine characters are different, and the words are pleasing to the eye, and the husband's skills are becoming more and more profound. I don't know when a dignified and beautiful woman appeared behind Wang Xizhi, this woman looked at the words written by Wang Xizhi with reverence, and her face was full of pride and happiness.

"Madame hasn't rested so late, I heard that you have recently started to teach Xianzhi in person, Xianzhi has the highest understanding among the sons, and he has been taught by Madame, the 'female pen fairy', his achievements in the year are really exciting!" Wang Xizhi put down the Zihao pen in his hand and turned his head to look at the woman behind him.

This woman is Wang Xizhi's wife, Xi Xuan, the daughter of the Xi family, because of her high calligraphy attainments, she is called "the fairy in the pen" by the world.

The two calligraphers of the world became husband and wife, and also achieved a story through the ages.

Since the death of Mrs. Wei, Wang Xizhi has been obsessed with calligraphy like a demon, he almost ignores everything, even the children of the family have never been taught, everything is controlled by Xi Xuan.

"The husband also knows the name of my daughter's pen fairy, and how can the ovary not see that the husband's calligraphy attainments are unprecedented, but this is not the husband's real calligraphy. My husband once said to me, your pen and your words are used to kill people!" Xi Xuan looked at Wang Xizhi seriously, and said the words that had been hidden in his heart for many years.

The ovary is Xi Xuan's character, and as Wang Xizhi's children grow up, his calligraphy is becoming more and more profound, and only Xi Xuan knows that the day of Wang Xizhi's calligraphy is getting closer and closer.

Xi Xuan is looking forward to this day, she wants to see her most admired husband, what kind of earth-shattering way of Dacheng's calligraphy is?

But she was afraid of this day, because he knew that Wang Xizhi's way was to kill people, and to kill people with pen and words.

"May this day come later!" Wang Xizhi stretched out his hand and stroked Xi Xuan's cheek, this man who had been obsessed with calligraphy all his life, still showed his tender side in front of his wife.

Wang Xizhi also has a lot of apologies for Xi Xuan, he knows that he is destined to not be able to accompany his wife to the end of his life. He will always remember the changes in Mrs. Wei's body after she wrote those earth-shattering words with her life.

"Don't talk about this, there is something that needs to be told to your husband. General Anxi returned from destroying Chenghan, and it was less than three days away from Jiankang, but a day ago, General Anxi mobilized the elite of Jiangling down the river, aiming at Jiankang. Judging from the news from the DPRK, all this is because of the mysterious Yuntai Daoist. Xi Xuan held the back of Wang Xizhi's hand with one hand and gently removed it from his cheek.

She didn't want to talk too much about those heavy topics, and instead talked about the confrontation between Jiankang and Huan Wen, although these topics were not easy, but at least they could be a bystander in Huiji.

"Yuntai Daoist, when he enters Jiankang, I want to see him, and then call Brother Anshi. Wang Xizhi did not express his opinion on the confrontation between the court and Huan Wen, but was very interested in the rumored Yuntai Daoist.

Now Xie An is also in Shanyin, so he built a clan school in the East Mountain, and taught the children of the Xie family in the grass house on the mountain.

Xie An chose the place of Shanyin, more or less because Wang Xizhi was here, although the two were far away from the front line and the court, they still got together from time to time, but the content of the conversation was never known to outsiders.

When Wang Xizhi went to Dongshan to find Xie An and invited him to Jiankang, Huan Wen's building boat was only one day's trip to Jiankang.

At this time, a letter sent in Sima Yu's private name finally appeared in Huan Wen's hands.

The letter not only mentioned the reward for Huan Wen, but also made it clear that Empress Dowager Chu wanted to see Zhou Cheng. As for whether it can be crowned a national teacher, and whether Yuntai Guan can become the state religion of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, it needs to be discussed after the meeting.

"Do you think this is what Sima Yu meant? Or does the Empress Dowager Chu mean? How do I feel that there is a lot of bargaining in this letter!" Zhou Cheng took Sima Yu's letter, and a rather playful smile appeared on his face.

In fact, he saw at first glance that this letter was ostensibly written by Sima Yu, but in fact it mostly expressed the meaning of Chu Garlic.

"Real person Mingjian, the handwriting is indeed Sima Yu's, and the tone of the writing is basically the same, but in some places it is not like Sima Yu's style of doing things. Huan Wen admired Zhou Cheng even more in his heart, and for two people who had never met, Zhou Cheng saw a lot with just one letter, which is absolutely something that very people can do.

Zhou Cheng smiled, put down the letter, and then said very casually: "This Chu garlic is a little interesting, it is often said that Jiangzuo is full of humanities, and there are many talented and beautiful people like carp crossing the river, I want to see a lot of them here!"

Zhou Cheng said casually, but Huan Wen looked embarrassed and called the Queen Mother by her name, even if Huan Wen didn't dare now.

I saw Zhou Cheng say that, a blank letterhead in front of him automatically flew up, and there seemed to be a halo of light circulating on it, Huan Wen couldn't see it very clearly, but he felt that there seemed to be some words on the letterhead out of thin air.

Then the letterhead floated out of the cabin under Huan Wen's gaze, and then turned into a streamer of light into the sky.

A moment later, a piece of paper appeared in the sky above the Yuntai Temple, and the letterhead fell like a dead leaf, falling into the depths of the Yuntai, in the exquisite embroidery building.

Soon, the disciples who stayed behind in Yuntai found that next to the sect of the sect, there was a glorious brocade rising up, and there was a faint beautiful figure on it.

In the blink of an eye, the Jinpa turned into a streamer of light and headed in the direction of Jiangdong.