In fact. There are not many disciples under Hua Tuo. There are also a lot of people recruited in the medical department. It's just that people who study medicine are mixed. Most of them are not readers. They are poor people. Even many are illiterate.

This era. Reading is king. I want to read and become a scholar.

Therefore. Scholar. Rarely studied medicine.

But. There are also many people who are unable to read. All categories that will select the partial door. Hua Tuo is the world's miracle doctor. Hanging pot to help the world. Famous all over the world. The news came out that he was staying at the college. There are also countless people who want to sign up.

Wang Lei said: "Hua Shen Doctor. What kind of words do you want?"

Hua Tuo scratched his head. said: "No requirements. You can just play whatever you want. I hung it in the lecture hall. When the time comes. Those who study medicine know that the state pastor takes it seriously. I can also work hard to study medicine."

Words. Wang Lei shook his head and smiled.

This old gentleman is true temperament. Speak without subtlety at all.

Wang Lei is sitting in danger. Think carefully.

Since to do it. It has to be done. You can't just be perfunctory. Wang Lei recalled the couplet in his mind. Think carefully. Wang Lei's brain. It's not that there are no couplets about medicine. But it has to be relevant to the scene. It also has to be professional. Must be carefully selected.

The couplet is hung in the lecture hall. No ambiguity.

Wang Lei fell into deep thought. People around. It's all atmospheric and don't dare to come out. Hold your breath.

One by one. looked at Wang Lei expectantly.

After a long half ring. Wang Lei finally thought of a couplet. There was a smile on his face. Lift the pen and dip it in ink.

"The red lady inserts a golden hairpin. Dai Yinhua. It is five times better than peony peony. Calmly get out of the cabinet. Like mica fairies; ”

"Pulsatilla with a halberd. Ride a seahorse. Fight the lily with the horsetail grass coward. Spiral back to the dynasty. He is worthy of the old generals and the country."

A neat couplet of a pair of drugs. Emerge from Wang Lei's pen. It's just that. After this couplet was written. Zheng Xuan, Liu Hong, Pang Degong and others read it again. All dumbfounded.

Read it again. It feels good.

The charm inside. But it's far less than what I just wrote.

All. looked at Wang Lei blankly.

Zheng Xuan's white brows furrowed. Asked, "State pastor. This one word. Does it make any sense?"

Wang Lei looked at Hua Tuo. Said: "Mr. Hua. This one word. How's that?"

Hua Tuo read carefully. Eyes. Gradually, there was a glow.

Hua Tuo is different from most people who study medicine. He doesn't come from a bad background. Grew up in a noble family. Since childhood, he has studied ancient books such as "Book of Songs", "Book of Songs", "Zhou Yi", "Book of Rites", "Spring and Autumn". He is a doctor with an extraordinary cultural heritage. Reading and reading. Hua Tuo suddenly realized. Hurriedly said: "Understood. Understood."

"What's going on?" Sima Hui looked at Hua Tuo.

Hua Tuo smiled slightly. Pointing to the first word. Explained: "Red lady, honeysuckle, peony skin, peony, gallnut, etc. are all names of medicines. The next sentence. Start with pulsatilla. It is also a litany of drug names. All the names of the drugs are combined. Two sentences. Exceptionally neat. Good. Good. Good...... With this picture. Who would dare to despise those who study medicine."

This explanation. Everyone present understood.

Everyone looked at Wang Lei's eyes. Shocked again.

Previous word. The focus is on the charm and artistic conception contained in it. This one word. The focus is on the name of the specialty of the drug. The two characters have their own merits. It's hard to tell the difference.

Hua Tuo couldn't help but be overjoyed. Hurry up and put it away.

"And the old man. The old man can't be less. Old man's arithmetic subject. More obscure than medicine. The state pastor also wrote a picture to the old man. lest arithmetic be despised by men."

Liu Hong couldn't hold it back. Ask Wang Lei to write a pair of words.

Wang Lei had a flash of inspiration in his mind. With an idea. asked, "Yuan Zhuogong. You really want to."

"It has to be."

Liu Hong didn't even want to think about it. Just say it directly.

After this village. There is no such shop. Opportunities must be seized.

Wang Lei nodded. He smiled and said, "Okay. I'll write a word to Yuan Zhuogong. However, it is stated in advance. This is what Yuan Zhuogong wants for yourself. Don't blame me."

Talking. Wang Lei picked up the pen and began to write.

"Two, two, three, three, four, four, five."

"Six-six-seven-seven-eight**."

"Banner: Two-Four-Seven-Three"

It's different from the previous ones. All that I wrote before was a couplet. This couplet Wang Lei added a banner, because the banner also has a meaning. Liu Hong is the great master of arithmetic in the world, and he is also honored by later generations as 'the saint'. Completely confused.

Zheng Xuan asked, "This time. The old man is confused again."

Pang Degong nodded and said, "This one. It's weird. I don't understand."

An individual. They all looked at Wang Lei.

Wang Lei smiled slightly. Explained: "This one. The focus is not on the numbers. Hidden meaning. First sentence. Only two, three, four, five. Missing one. Second sentence. Only six or seven**. Missing ten. Put it up. It means a lack of food and clothing. I.X. It corresponds to the two words of food and clothing."

Those of you heard this. All of a sudden realization.

The corners of Liu Hong's mouth twitched slightly. Lack of food and clothing. How can this be hung in the lecture hall?

Take a deep breath. Liu Hong asked again, "What about two, four, seven, three."

Wang Lei said: "Two. the son of the son; Four. the death of the corresponding death; Seven. the wife of the corresponding wife; Three. Corresponding to the dispersion of the wife. Put it up. Sons and wives are separated."

Brush it up. Liu Hong's old face changed color. Angry humming. Look at the words that Pang Degong and Hua Tuo got. Hanging inside the lecture hall. Beier has face.

He got it. That's right.

Liu Hong snorted. Said: "Virtuous nephew. It's not okay. You're going to have to change my words."

Wang Lei shook his head. smiled and said: "Yuan Zhuogong. This one word. You want it yourself. In fact. For those who learn arithmetic. This painting also has a meaning. I hope that the scholars will not just think about studying knowledge. You have to think about the people of the world. The Great Rule of the World. The people are at peace. In order to calm down and study knowledge. In fact. This one word. and the pair of words that Pang Degong sought before. The mood is almost the same. All the students should be admonished. Be diligent in your studies. Have a heart for the country and the people."

Liu Hong listened to it. Thought about it. I smiled brightly.

Seem. That's the truth.

Wang Lei glanced at the rest of the people. All of them were quite moved. Hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't say anything. I write that. Take advantage of this opportunity. I'll write a few more words. Hung in the lecture hall of the rest of the subjects of the college."

Immediately. Wang Lei lifted the pen. Write the classic couplets in your head without thinking.

"The edge of the sword is sharpened. The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."

"An inch of time is an inch of gold. It's hard to buy an inch of time."

"Young and strong don't work hard. The boss is sad in vain."

……

Inspirational classic couplets. Written from Wang Lei's pen.

in the room. Silent.

Everyone present. were all impressed by Wang Lei's talent. looked at Wang Lei's eyes. It's even more incredible. So many classic sentences. Written from Wang Lei's pen. It's amazing.

After Wang Lei finished writing. Rubbed his sore wrist. Looked around. Smile lightly.

At this time. A Confucian priest in a sky-blue robe. Stride in. Come to Xun Chen's side. whispered a few words. In the blink of an eye. Xun Chen's complexion changed greatly. Fourth Update; Continue writing.

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