The next morning.

Zhou Daguang came to pick up Zhong Yue and carried the trolley box onto the trunk. The driver of the small van was eating buns and laughed at Zhong Yue, "I haven't heard of Daguang and a younger brother, is that fake?"

Zhou Daguang asked Zhong Yue to sit behind him and sat in the passenger seat, "Junior brother, what's wrong? No. Xiaoyue, this is my brother, just call him Brother Wen."

The driver handed a bag of buns to Zhong Yue and said with a smile: "I haven't had breakfast, it's very expensive at the station."

Zhong Yue took the bun and said thank you Brother Wen.

The car started, and Zhong Yue finally looked at the Taolin in his home. He asked Zhang Laifu what he wanted to explain, but the nearby neighbors explained it. He hid the calligraphy and paintings at home, and the painting that had not been cleared away was taken in the box by him.

There must be experts who have hidden dragons and creeping tigers in Shanghai.

"Xiaoyue, what time is the car?"

Zhong Yue came to his senses, "Oh, it's nine o'clock in the morning, I'll arrive at Zhejiang Shaoxin first."

"Go to Shao Xin? Why don't you buy it directly from Shanghai? Isn't there?"

"have."

The driver obviously ran a long distance and said, "It's faster to go directly to Shanghai in Huizhou, and the train tickets are cheaper. How did you transfer to Shao Xin? You can travel around the distance."

Zhong Yue said: "It's a little bit of a problem to go there, so I took a long way."

From Huizhou to Shanghai, the ticket costs more than 100 yuan, but from Huizhou to Shaoxin and then transfer to Shanghai, the ticket costs will reach 300 yuan.

The car did not enter the city, and the train station was in the eastern suburbs of the city. The van arrived outside the station, and Zhou Daguang greeted Awen and took Zhong Yue to walk inside.

"Ayue, give me your bank card number."

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Daguang said, "I'm going to pay you back. Your sister-in-law is straight-hearted. She can't sleep well if she owes someone money. She insists on bringing this money here. I said that you're in the car alone and what if you steal it? Give me the card number and I'll save it for you later."

"No need, Brother Guang."

Zhou Daguang said seriously: "Is it true? Brothers are still clear about the score. If you don't want it, you just look down on your brother Guang. Your brother Guang is good at it, and now this family can still afford to support you. You must pay back the money."

"Okay, I'll send you my phone later, this will be OK."

Zhou Daguang's face slowly slowed down and said with a smile: "That's right. OK, let's go in. It's not too early. I'd rather wait for more than ten minutes. It's too late to go in. If you're anxious to abandon it later, it's easy to lose everything. When you arrive in Shanghai, remember to call me and my master to report your safety."

"Hey, okay." Zhong Yue led his suitcase and walked towards the station.

He remembered himself and sent her a text message: He had already set off for the East China Academy of Fine Arts.

There were indeed many people in the station, but fortunately, Zhong Yue lined up half an hour in advance, waiting for security check. The reason why he wanted to transfer to Shao Xin was because he still couldn't get the trick of Wang's handwriting.

Although the brushwork has never been easy forever, the brushwork belongs to the brushwork. Calligraphy is not just the brushwork, let alone Zhong Yue has never been involved in running script. Although it seems that the so-called running script is based on regular script, with joint and hooking silk, this is completely different from the simple addition method of regular script with joint and hooking silk.

Once the style of calligraphy enters the ranks of running script, the agility of the entire character shape will break the stable structure of the original regular script. Some even take out a character from a running script, which is unstable.

However, it is stable to put it into a whole piece of calligraphy.

This is the difference between running script and regular script.

The spirit of regular script is consistent, it is like putting bricks.

The length is aligned, the width is equal, and the height is flush.

Then the regular script written has an invisible spirit that is coherent, but what about running script? It’s different.

He was like putting some irregular stones together, looking for a balance point on a single stone, but the balance he obtained when he listed them on a straight line, using the momentum to find each other.

So Zhong Yue had to go to Lanting to see what kind of secret realm the so-called goose pond is.

Although it is very likely that the current scenic spots are not the place where the Book Saint wrote the works of the past, it is better to try your luck than to make them closed.

It was almost time to wait at the station and the phone rang.

Zhong Yue answered the phone.

Gu Qin's voice was a little angry, "Why are you bastard, you just said it now?"

"I just remembered it."

"You bastard, you bastard..."

Zhong Yue kept his phone away a little, and the passengers lined up in front looked back and looked at Zhong Yue with great intentions.

"Okay, I'm going to get in the car, let's do it now."

After Gu Qin finished venting, he was silent for a moment and said, "Zhong Yue, you bastard. As a man, can't you take the initiative? Don't you know that I like you? You bastard! Idiot!"

The team was almost at the ticket gate, and Zhong Yue smiled and said, "I know. But I can't snatch you from your father yet."

The other end of the phone was silent.

Zhong Yue held his cell phone, stuffed the ticket into the ticket checking machine, and pulled his luggage to the elevator.

The uncle next to him happily spoke up and said, "Young man, who said he couldn't take it away? When my wife was with me, I was still poor and still grabbed his precious daughter from my father-in-law."

"Ha, you have the attitude to brag. If I hadn't been stealing my ID card and running out to live with you, you would have been scared by my father and would have dared not step into the threshold of my house." The woman who was helping the child on the side smiled.

"Haha, wife, give me some face...I don't want face?"

Zhong Yue smiled and walked into the carriage. He didn't want to pursue the so-called love when he was still accomplishing nothing, because it would be too tiring. Just as Gu Tianhao said, what could he give to Gu Qin?

Maybe Gu Qin doesn't care, but he cares whether his woman is happy.

The train started.

Zhong Yue looked at the backward scenery outside the car window and suddenly felt a little lost. He lived in Huizhou since he was a child, and now he is about to step out of this hometown, so he can't help but feel a little complicated.

Zhong Yue closed his eyes and rested. After three hours of driving, Zhong Yue's waist was a little sore.

At around twelve o'clock, the train arrived at the station. Zhong Yue left the station with a trolley case and found a good hotel to check in.

After dinner, I took a bus to the foot of Lanzhu Mountain outside the city.

The exact place of Lanting is different. The "Preface to Lanting Collection" only says: "It is met in Lanting in Shanyin, Kuaiji". It is not specified in the article where it is located in Shanyin County, Kuaiji County. Today, Lanting is just a scenic spot that has been built several times in later generations.

Zhong Yue came here to see the residence of the Saint of Calligraphy back then.

Lanting is simple and has a small range.

Zhong Yue walked in this Chinese garden. With Qushui Liushang as the center, he walked on the bluestone path and gradually came to this familiar scene. A triangular pavilion has a stone tablet with the words "Gechi" engraved on it. It is rumored that this stele was written by Wang Xizhi and Wang Xianzhi, and tourists around him all came forward to caress the stone tablet, which looked very smooth.

In the small pond next to it, several big white geese were floating on the green water. Zhong Yue sat aside, looking very calm.

Looking from him, the black-bottomed stone tablet looked very thick.

No matter how Zhong Yue looked at the word "王机", he felt that it was a little less interesting.

"Does the host come to Lanting trigger [Lanting plot]?"

Zhong Yue's eyes lit up, and sure enough, his premonition was accurate!

Why did Zhong Yue come to Shao Xin Lanting for a special price? He just wanted to see if there were special system tasks here. Sure enough, after sitting by the goose pool for a short time, the [Lanting plot] was triggered.

"yes."

"[Lanting plot] triggers, the host can log in to the system. Since the plot involves scene tasks, please arrange the task process by yourself."

Zhong Yue looked around. Since it was not a weekend, there were not many tourists visiting Lanting in the suburbs of the city today. Zhong Yue sat by the goose pond and entered the brushwork system directly, wanting to see what the reward is for this Lanting plot.

The last plot task, Zhong Yue still remembered that he used three appraisal opportunities in the ghost market. It can be said that that one was the biggest harvest of Zhong Yue. Such a plot task is not only rare, but also rewards richly.

He glanced at the taskbar and said that the plot task this time was divided into several steps.

[Lanting Addressing]: The host searches for the former site of Lanting in Jinchao according to the system prompts. Reward regulations: Within 300 meters away from the original site, the reward will be once; if the distance is outside 300 meters, the corresponding achievement points will be rewarded according to the distance.

[Ancient Romance Painting]: When the host arrives at the former site of Lanting, the scene will be reproduced in one hour. Within one hour, the drawing will be completed [Kuaiji Lanting].

[Bilin Echi Pool]: This task is a special task and can only be triggered after completing the above tasks. Reward: Photocopy of jade slips for the original collection of Lanting Collection.

The original works of the Lanting Collection!

This really surprised Zhong Yue.

Although the preface to the Lanting Collection, which has been passed down from generation to generation, is listed as the world's number one running script, it can basically be confirmed that it was a calligraphy master in the prosperous Tang Dynasty and was ordered to copy it. I don't know where the original copy is now, and it has created an eternal puzzle in the history of calligraphy.

Among the existing eight pillars of Lanting, the unsigned three of the eight pillars was once suspected to be the original work of Wang Xizhi. However, after a lot of research, this work was still made by Feng Chengsu, a master of later generations, and was not the original work of Wang Xizhi.

If you can really get the photocopy of the bamboo slips for the preface of the Lanting Collection, then Zhong Yue will be the first person in this world to see the original work of the Saint of Calligraphy!

How different is this calligraphy that Taizong dreamed of is from copybooks? Zhong Yue couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Zhong Yue was shocked and woke up, looking at the management aunt with a red armband on the side with some confusion.

"ah?"

"Young man, why are you dozing off? Be careful, don't fall into the pool."

Zhong Yue smiled awkwardly, "Oh, thank you. By the way, aunt, are there any maps sold here?"

The aunt looked at Zhong Yue strangely and smiled, "Young man, who still buys maps now? You are still young, even an old woman like me knows that you can find a map with your phone, and you will know even more clearly."

Zhong Yue smiled and said to himself: Who doesn’t know there is a map on your phone, but can the map on your phone be marked with a pen?
Chapter completed!