In fact, Hua Tuo has many disciples. There are also many people recruited in medical science. However, the quality of people studying medicine is different. Most of them are not scholars. They are poor people. Many even cannot read.

In this era, reading is the kingly way. Everyone wants to study and become an official.

Therefore, scholars rarely study medicine.

However, there are many people who cannot study. All the categories that will choose the wrong ones. Hua Tuo is a miracle doctor in the world. He saves the world and has a reputation. The news that he stays in the academy has spread. There are countless people who want to sign up.

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

Hua Tuo scratched his head and said, "There is no requirement. You can just do whatever you want. I used it to hang it in the lecture hall. At that time, those who study medicine know that Master Zhou Mu attaches importance to it and can also study medicine hard."

After saying something, Wang Lei shook his head and smiled.

This old man has a true nature and speaks without any implicitness.

Wang Lei sat upright and thought carefully.

Since you want to do it, you must do it well. You cannot be perfunctory. Wang Lei recalls the couplets in his mind and thinks carefully. There is not no couplets about medicine in Wang Lei's mind, but it must be in line with the scene. It must be professional. It must be carefully selected.

Couplets are hung in the lecture hall, and they cannot be ambiguous.

Wang Lei fell into deep thought. The people around him were so generous that they didn't dare to show off. They were concentrating and held their breath.

One by one, he looked at Wang Lei with anticipation.

After a long time, Wang Lei finally thought of a couplet. There was a smile on his face. He picked up the pen and dipped it ink.

"The Matchmaker puts a golden hairpin and wears a silver flower. It is five times better than peony and peony. She is calm and she leaves the house like a mica fairy;"

"The white-headed man holds a suppress and rides a seahorse. He fights with the thief and the bandits and bandits and returns to the court. He is worthy of being the general and the country."

A neat couplet of medicine appeared from Wang Lei's pen. However, after writing this couplet, Zheng Xuan, Liu Hong, Pang Degong and others read it all, and they were all dumbfounded.

I read it once and it feels good.

The charm inside is far less than the words I just wrote.

Everyone looked at Wang Lei in a daze.

Zheng Xuan frowned and asked, "Is this character Zhou Mu. What is the meaning of?"

Wang Lei looked at Hua Tuo and said, "Mr. Hua. How about this calligraphy?"

Hua Tuo read carefully and gradually became more and more energetic in his eyes.

Hua Tuo is different from most people who study medicine. He is not bad from a family. He grew up in a prominent family. He studied ancient books such as "Shangshu", "Book of Songs", "Book of Changes", "Book of Rites", "Spring and Autumn" since childhood. He is a doctor with extraordinary cultural heritage. As he recites, Hua Tuo suddenly realized and said quickly: "I understand. I understand."

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

Hua Tuo smiled slightly and pointed to the first character and explained: "The red lady, honeysuckle, peony bark, peony, peony, and other words are all drug names. The next sentence, starting with the white-headed man, is also a series of drug names. All the drug names are combined. The upper and lower sentences are extremely neat. Good. Good. Good. Good. Good. With this character, who dares to underestimate those who study medicine."

Everyone present understood this explanation.

Everyone looked at Wang Lei and was shocked again.

The key to the previous character is the charm and artistic conception contained in it. The key to this character is the professional name of the medicine. The two characters have their own advantages and are difficult to distinguish.

Hua Tuo couldn't help but feel happy and hurriedly put it away.

"I also have to miss my husband. My husband's arithmetic subjects are more rare than medicine. The governor of the state also wrote a piece of characters for me to avoid the arithmetic being despised."

Liu Hong couldn't help but ask Wang Lei to write a copy of his words.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Wang Lei's mind. He had an idea and asked, "Mr. Yuan Zhuo. You really want it."

"Must."

Liu Hong said without thinking.

After passing this village, there is no such store. You must seize the opportunity.

Wang Lei nodded and said with a smile: "Well. I'll write a piece of calligraphy for Mr. Yuan Zhuo. But I'll declare it in advance. This is what Mr. Yuan Zhuo, you want. Don't blame me."

As he spoke, Wang Lei picked up his pen and started writing.

“Two two three three four four five.”

“Six Six Seven Seven Seven Eight**.”

"Banner: 2473"

Unlike before, I only wrote couplets, no horizontal banners (banners). This couplet, Wang Lei added a banner. Because the banner also has meanings, Liu Hong was the master of arithmetic in the world. He was even respected by later generations as "Saint of Achievement". But after reading this calligraphy by Wang Lei, I was completely confused.

Zheng Xuan asked, "This time, I am confused again."

Pang Degong nodded and said, "This is a very strange character. I can't figure it out."

Everyone looked at Wang Lei.

Wang Lei smiled slightly and explained: "The focus of this character is not on the numbers. It hides the meaning. The first sentence is only two, three, four, five, missing one, and the second sentence is only six, seven, and missing ten. Together, it means lacking food and clothing. One, ten. It corresponds to the two words of parents who are fed and clothing."

Everyone here suddenly realized what they heard.

Liu Hong's mouth twitched gently, lacking clothing and food. How could this be easily hung in the lecture hall?

Taking a deep breath, Liu Hong asked again: "It's two, four, seven, three."

Wang Lei said: "Two. Correspond to the son's son; four. Correspond to the death of death; seven. Correspond to the wife's wife; three. Correspond to the separation of the wife and the separation of the wife. Together, the son dies and the wife separates."

After a quick glance, Liu Hong's face changed color and was so angry that he looked at the words Pang Degong and Hua Tuo got. They were hung in the lecture hall. He was very proud.

What he got was just like this.

Liu Hong snorted and said, "Nephew. This is not OK. You have to change my words."

Wang Lei shook his head and said with a smile: "Your name is what you want yourself. In fact, for those who study arithmetic, this name also has artistic conception. I hope that scholars will not just think about studying and studying. They must consider the people of the world. The world is ruled and the people are at peace. Only then can they calm down and study research. In fact, this name is similar to the artistic conception that Pang Degong had sought before. They should remind students to study hard and have the intention of serving the country and the people."

After hearing this, Liu Hong thought about it and smiled happily.

It seems that this is the reason.

Wang Lei glanced at the rest of the people, and they were all quite moved. He quickly waved his hand and said, "Stop talking. I just write. Take this opportunity. I will write a few more words and hang them in the lecture hall of the rest of the academy subjects."

Wang Lei immediately picked up his pen and wrote the classic couplets in his mind without thinking.

"The sword is sharpened by sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."

"Time is worth every inch of money. It is hard to buy time."

"If you don't work hard when you are young, you will only be sad."

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Inspirational classic couplets written by Wang Lei.

In the room, there was a silence.

Everyone present was impressed by Wang Lei's talent. The look at Wang Lei's eyes was even more incredible. So many classic sentences were written from Wang Lei's writing. It was simply amazing.

After Wang Lei finished writing, he rubbed his sore wrists, looked around and smiled gently.

At this time, a Confucian scholar in a sky blue robe walked in and came to Xun Chen and whispered a few words. In an instant, Xun Chen's expression changed drastically.

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