In Hedong, Anyi, not far from Pingyang, the capital of Zhao State, it is already the hinterland of the Huns.

Because the Hedong land was occupied by the Huns, there were still a large number of Han people living here, but the Han people had a low status and life was extremely difficult.

Outside the city of Anyi, there are two teenagers walking towards the city.

The two are of similar age and are both handsome and beautiful. One of them has obvious characteristics of the children of the Wang family of Langya.

"Brother Anshi, why are you here to come here with me? If you and I die here, I, Wang Xizhi, may become a sinner for the ages!" The young man from the Wang family of Langya looked around vigilantly and said to the other boy with a helpless look on his face.

The person who spoke was Wang Xizhi, the son of the Wang family of Langya, and Wang Dao's nephew, and the best among the nephews of the Wang family of Langya.

Now the Wang family of Langya is following Sima Rui to move to Jianye, but Wang Xizhi is the only one who goes west and comes to the hinterland ruled by the Huns.

The young man called Anshi by Wang Xizhi was Xie An, a son of the Xie family of Chen County.

"My Master Yi and I fell in love with each other at first sight. How could we see you alone and risk your life? One more person and more strength. If you miss this, then your fate should be eliminated!" Xie An said calmly, but he was very open-minded.

Wang Xizhi sighed in his heart, but he didn't say anything more, but just kept Xie An's friendship in mind.

Although Xie An is only thirteen or fourteen years old now, one year younger than Wang Xizhi, Wang Xizhi knew in his heart that Xie An was extremely talented and would be an Ambition talent in this troubled times. If Xie An died early because of himself, it would be his fault that a talent who was a man of the world would die early.

"Mrs. Wei returned to his hometown to worship his ancestors before the New Year. Now Shi Le's army is sweeping the Central Plains. Madam has a master-disciple relationship with me. At this time, I have to come and escort my wife out of danger!" Wang Xizhi once again said this purpose in front of Xie An.

This was not the first time he had said to Xie An, and Xie An still just smiled slightly when he heard this.

In Xie An's mind, he didn't care why Wang Xizhi came. He just believed that as a friend, he should come with Wang Xizhi, even if this place was a dragon's and tiger's den!

Mrs. Wei, whose name is Shuo and whose courtesy name is Maoyi, was a great calligrapher of the times.

When Wang Xizhi was young, he studied calligraphy under Mrs. Wei's disciple. Although he had not officially become a disciple, he had the reality of being a master and apprentice.

It is rumored that Mrs. Wei learned from Zhong Yao, a famous minister of Cao Wei at the end of the Han Dynasty. Few people know that Zhong Yao was not only a famous minister of the generation, but actually was a Taoist sect with a profound Taoist sect.

Wang Xizhi and Xie An quickly found Mrs. Wei’s residence in Anyi.

It has to be said that Mrs. Wei has a reputation, and even Liu Cong, the Hun emperor, did not make things difficult for her. There was even an old servant and two maids in the mansion.

"I am late for my disciples to suffer!" As soon as I saw Mrs. Wei, Wang Xizhi respectfully knelt in front of her.

Mrs. Wei is now over forty years old. Although she is not as beautiful as she was when she was young, she has even more beautiful a sense of inner beauty.

"My younger brother, Xie An, Chen Jun, pay homage to Mrs. Wei!" Xie An also bowed respectfully to Mrs. Wei.

"You please get up quickly. Now that the war is in chaos, why are you two taking risks?" Mrs. Wei gently helped them up, and was also very surprised that they appeared.

"Disciple comes to escort his wife south. Now the king of Langya has moved to Jianye. The Jianghuai defense line is also managed by uncles in the clan. As long as we go to Jiangzuo, it will be safe." Wang Xizhi stood up and hurriedly explained his purpose.

"This... I'm afraid this trip is very difficult?" Mrs. Wei didn't expect that Wang Xizhi came thousands of miles to penetrate into the tiger's den and actually came to pick her up to cross the south. She was moved and was also thinking about the risks.

Mrs. Wei is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of harming Wang Xizhi and Xie An.

"Madam, don't hesitate. This matter should not be too late. Brother Yi Shao is filial and asks you to fulfill it!" Xie An was very good at observing his words and expressions. He could see that Mrs. Wei did not want to cross the south, but was worried that it would implicate Wang Xizhi and him.

"There is still an old cow in the mansion. If the car box is changed, it should be useful." After a moment, the guard's wife spoke, and her words undoubtedly agreed to the request of Wang Xizhi and the others.

"An Shi and I will prepare now, please wait for a moment," Wang Xizhi said happily, and then pulled Xie An to prepare the ox cart.

Wang Xizhi and Xie An were debugging the ox cart in Mrs. Wei’s mansion, and Mrs. Wei also entered the inner room and cleaned up briefly.

Mrs. Wei's luggage was very simple, with only two simple bags, one containing two commonly used clothes, and the other containing a thick stack of paper, a square inkstone and an ink ingot.

Since Mrs. Wei walked out of the inner room, she kept holding a purple-haired pen in her hand, which was an ancient pen left to her by Zhong Yao.

At dusk, Xie An was driving an ox cart, Wang Xizhi sat on the side of the shaft, and Mrs. Wei sat alone in the carriage. In this way, the ox cart slowly drove out of Anyi and headed south.

Although the night is extremely dark today, the same dark night has become natural protection.

Xie An seemed different from ordinary people. Even on the dark night, his eyes could see things clearly. He drove a ox cart and could keep moving forward even at night. During the day, they would also look for hidden places to rest.

Just walking at night and hiding during the day, Xie An and others walked for two consecutive days and had already walked nearly two hundred miles.

The night was still dark, and the ox cart was not fast or slow in the darkness, continuing to move southward. On the shaft of the carriage, Xie An looked ahead seriously, Wang Xizhi focused his attention and listened to any sound in the darkness.

The wife of the middle guard in the carriage sat upright with her eyes closed, holding the purple-haired pen in her hand.

Suddenly, Mrs. Wei's eyes, which had been slightly closed, suddenly opened, and two stars seemed to lit up in the darkness of the night.

"No, there are a large number of cavalry coming towards us." After Mrs. Wei opened her eyes for a moment, Wang Xizhi also changed his expression.

"Driving..." Xie An tightly tied the reins and let the ox cart stop slowly.

At the same time, Xie An pulled the sword under the shaft, and he held it in his hand.

When Wang Xizhi, who was standing by, saw Xie An draw out the long sword, he also pulled out a long sword from the frame under him. The two of them held the long sword tightly and looked at the dark front. Soon countless fire lights appeared, accompanied by the rapid sound of horse hooves.

From the number of torches and the density of horse hooves, it is roughly estimated that there are no less than five hundred cavalrymen.

"Xizhi, come in and grind the ink for me." The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, but Mrs. Wei's voice suddenly sounded from the carriage.

Wang Xizhi and Xie An looked at each other, and they didn't know what Madam Wei had to grind ink at this time?

Would you write a suicide note before dying?

But Mrs. Wei's calm and calm voice seemed to not take these cavalry that suddenly appeared seriously, but it was more like writing a posthumous article.

"Disciple obeys the order!" Wang Xizhi put down his long sword, said to the carriage, and then bowed and entered the carriage.

There was a short table in front of Mrs. Wei. At this moment, a layer of paper had been laid on it. There was also an inkstone next to it. The ink ingot was already placed in the inkstone. The purple brush in her hand was emitting a faint purple light.

"There is insufficient light at this time, the lady can tell the words, and the disciple holds the writing." Wang Xizhi thought that Mrs. Wei was already old, so he subconsciously said.

"Xizhi, call me teacher in the future." Mrs. Wei did not answer Wang Xizhi, but said something Wang Xizhi had been waiting for more than ten years.

Wang Xizhi practiced calligraphy with Mrs. Wei since she was three years old, but Mrs. Wei never allowed Wang Xizhi to call her teacher. Although the two had the real master and apprentice, they did not have the name of master and apprentice. This is also Wang Xizhi's knot in his heart.

"The teacher is here, please accept three bows from my disciples." Wang Xizhi was excited, regardless of the approaching of a strong enemy, and even the narrow carriage, he knelt in front of Mrs. Wei and bowed three bows on the spot.

Mrs. Wei calmly accepted Wang Xizhi's three bows, and then slowly spoke: "You have followed your teacher to learn calligraphy since you were three years old. However, what you have been learning is just calligraphy. Today, as a teacher, I will teach you the true Tao..."

Xie An outside the carriage also heard the conversation between Mrs. Wei and Wang Xizhi. At first, when he heard Mrs. Wei officially accepted Wang Xizhi as his disciple, Xie An was also happy that his friend got what he wanted. However, when he heard Mrs. Wei's last words, "Real Way", Xie An saw a bright light coming out of the carriage.

That kind of light is not the light of a candle, but a kind of light that is similar to a treasure light that makes people worship at first sight. It seems that the light really contains the so-called Tao.

Xie An didn’t know what was born in the carriage? He didn’t know how Mrs. Wei taught Wang Xizhi’s true Tao?

But soon Xie An heard Mrs. Wei say another sentence:
Chapter completed!