Come to the College. Wang Lei stood at the door. Look closely.

The gate of the academy is about two feet high. It is made of granite. Standing at the entrance of the college. Extraordinary. Wang Lei is looking at the door. Zheng Xuan, Liu Hong, Pang Degong et al. Let's come together. Greet Wang Lei in person. Zheng Xuan is at the forefront. He arched his hand and said: "Wang Zhoumu. All of you here are looking forward to it day and night. I've finally got you."

Wang Lei responded with a smile. and Zheng Xuan, Xun Chen and others came to the academy.

The academy covers an area of up to 1,000 acres. The perimeter wall has been repaired. Inside the various disciplines of the area. It is still under construction. Such a college. Huge scale. In a short time. It is impossible to fix them all.

Come to the office. Zheng Xuan didn't say a word. Let people bring pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. Said with a smile: "State pastor. Banners are required for the gates of the college. You have a question. Please."

Wang Lei shook his head and said, "Kang Chenggong. On the achievements of Confucianism. You are the Grand Master. The name of the college. Your title is the most appropriate."

Zheng Xuan waved his hand. Said firmly: "No. gotta get your word."

See Zheng Xuan's insistence. Wang Lei nodded. Lift the pen. Write down the four big words 'learning the sea'.

Four big characters. Leap on paper. Force through the back of the paper.

"Good. Good. Sure enough, it's a good word. With the identity of the state pastor, he sits in the academy. Who dares to come to the academy to make a time." Zheng Xuan stroked his beard and smiled. There was a smug look in his eyes. Zheng Xuan smiled. And he said, "O shepherd." Learn the sea endlessly'. It is a banner hanging on the gate. Think about it. This is the Academy. The left and right sides of the doorway. There have to be words. Otherwise. This academy. A bare banner plaque. It's a little monotonous."

Liu Hong continued: "The talent of the state pastor. Famous in the world. Since I came to the academy. I implore the state pastor to write another pair of ink treasures. Hang on the left and right sides of the gate. Encourage students who want to study."

Pang Degong nodded. He smiled and said, "Zhou Mu. You've come to the college. If you don't leave anything behind. Fear. The lords here will not give up."

Sima Hui flicked his sleeves. Said loudly: "Don't make any noise, everyone. The state pastor is already preparing."

Old guys. I am afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

Xun Chen and Xin Bi stood beside them. In the eyes of the two. There was also a sly look. This time, I invited Wang Lei. You can see Wang Lei writing poems again.

The corners of Wang Lei's mouth twitched. glanced at Xun Chen and Xin Bi. The two of them looked like they didn't know.

Seems. The two had no idea.

Wang Lei thought to himself: These two guys. Certainly also a conspirator.

But. This is for the prosperity of the college. Wang Lei is duty-bound. Nodding his head, "That's fine. Let me think about it. I'll write another pair. Put it on both sides of the gate."

Zheng Xuan Daxi. Said: "State pastor. Please."

Wang Lei looked at the four big characters he had just written. Take care of it. He said: "Since the name of the academy is 'Boundless Learning', it is based on the theme of Boundless Learning."

Talking. Wang Lei wrote with a pen: "There is a road in Shushan as a path. There is no end to the sea of learning."

Zheng Xuan muttered carefully. The sparkle in his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

"A good book mountain has a road for the path. It's a good thing to learn from the sea and work hard...... This sentence. When the floating life is white. The Scholar of the World. Take that as an example."

Zheng Xuan stroked his hands and praised. Brushing the beard under the chin. Smug eyes.

This time, please ask Wang Lei to write a word. In fact. It was Zheng Xuan's idea. The name of the college was set by Wang Lei. After the gate of the academy is built. The great Confucianism and Confucian students of the academy. They all agree that Zheng Xuan is a generation of Confucianism. Zheng Xuan should be inscribed. But. Zheng Xuan stubbornly wanted to let Wang Lei have a question. The crowd couldn't help it. Only then did people invite Xun Chen and Xin Bi. Let the two of them go and invite Wang Lei.

So. That's why I have today's sentence.

Liu Hong looked at Wang Lei. in the eyes. A look of admiration also emerged. He praised: "O state pastor. You're so old. But he wrote this good hand. I also have 10,000 books of poetry in my head. If you settle down and do learning. It must be a generation of grandmasters. Not to mention that there are no ancients before and no one after them. But decades to come. There is absolutely no one more than the state pastor."

Wang Lei knows his own catties. Hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Yuan Zhuogong. I'm just a layman. I can't sink my mind. Let me stay in the college. Definitely not."

Pound sees the opportunity. Said: "Virtuous nephew. The academy has opened Taoism, arithmetic, law, Confucianism, institutions, etc. Categories. Each is different. Kang Chenggong and I taught Confucianism. You'll have to write one more word. Hanging in our Confucian lecture hall. to admonish the disciples."

Wang Lei was very interested. Said heroically: "Okay. Write another pair of words."

If it's poetry. Wang Lei will definitely not be accompanied.

But. I want to write some famous sayings and aphorisms for the students of the college. Wang Lei's mind. That's stacks and stacks.

"Quick. Let's make a let. I'll polish the ink for my nephew."

Pang Degong came over. Directly occupy the best position. Even Zheng Xuan was squeezed to the back. If it's usual. Zheng Xuan will definitely have to fight with Pang Degong. But Pang Degong is a student of Confucianism. Zheng Xuan can't rob Pang Degong.

Wang Lei laid out the paper. Think about it carefully.

"There is."

Wang Lei smiled at the corner of his mouth. Already thinking about what to rewrite.

The nib of the pen is dipped in ink. Wang Leiyun's pen is like the wind.

"The sound of the wind, the sound of the rain, the sound of reading. sound in the ears; Family affairs, state affairs, world affairs. Everything cares."

This couplet. It was made by Gu Xiancheng, the leader of the Donglin Party in the Ming Dynasty. Donglin Academy at that time. I also hung this couplet in the lecture hall. It is used to motivate students in Donglin Academy. Wang Lei presented this couplet to the students of the college. No doubt. It's with great expectations.

The world's military generals are out of Jizhou. For Wang Lei. It's not hard. However. The world's Confucian scholars out of Jizhou. To achieve this goal. There is still a long way to go.

A couplet is out. in the room. An exclamation.

Zheng Xuan pinched the beard under his chin. sighed: "Chaowen Dao. Death can be carried out. If you are a student of the world. can have such feelings. The world will be at peace."

Xun Chen swallowed his saliva. It's like looking at a demon. staring at Wang Lei.

Shocked by Wang Lei. Not once or twice.

This time. It's even more shocking.

The big Confucians in the room. All eyes fell on Wang Lei's body.

The look. It's like looking at a man of God.

Pang Degong was stunned at first. And then. Quickly put away the letter. He's already decided. This is the spiritual inheritance of Confucian disciples. Must be hung in the lecture hall.

Wang Lei glanced at the people around him. I thought: Mo Fei. This is the spirit of the legendary king.

A group of people. All froze.

"Virtuous nephew. The old man's medical door is full of birds. Too few people came. You can't be eccentric. Gotta write me a picture. With your word pressure field. Someone signed up."

Hua Tuo squeezed over silently. A look of anticipation.

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