Agents of the Three Kingdoms

In fact, there are not many disciples under Hua Tuo's school, and there are also many people recruited by the medical department.It's just that there are good and bad medical students, most of them are not scholars, they are all poor people, and many of them are even illiterate.

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

Therefore, scholars seldom study medicine.

However, there are also many people who cannot read, so they will choose partial categories.Hua Tuo is a miracle doctor in the world, he hangs the pot to help the world, and his fame spreads all over the world. When the news spread that he stayed in the academy, countless people wanted to sign up for it.

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 play as you like. I used it to hang in the lecture hall. When the time comes, those who study medicine will know that Master Zhou attaches great importance to it, so they can work hard to study medicine."

After speaking, Wang Lei shook his head and smiled.

This old gentleman has a true temperament and speaks without restraint.

Wang Lei sat upright, thinking carefully.

Since you want to do it, you must do it well, and you can't be perfunctory.Wang Lei recalled the couplets in his mind and thought carefully.It's not that there are couplets about medicine in Wang Lei's mind, but to fit the scene, they must be professional and carefully selected.

The couplets are hung in the classroom, let alone ambiguous.

Wang Lei fell into deep thought, and the people around him all dared not show their breath, holding their breath.

One by one, they looked at Wang Lei expectantly.

After a long time, Wang Lei finally thought of a couplet, with a smile on his face, and dipped his pen in ink.

"The red lady puts gold hairpins and wears silver flowers, which are five times better than peonies and peonies. She calmly walks out of the pavilion, just like mica angels;"

"The pulsatilla holds a eucalyptus, rides a seahorse, fights a lily with a horsetail bandit, and returns to the court. He is worthy of being an old general."

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

Read it once, it feels good.

The charm inside is far inferior to the words written just now.

Everyone looked at Wang Lei blankly.

Zheng Xuan frowned, and asked, "Zhou Mu, what is the meaning of this word?"

Wang Lei looked at Hua Tuo and said, "Mr. Hua, how about this picture?"

Hua Tuo read it carefully, and his eyes gradually became brighter.

Hua Tuo is different from most people who study medicine. He came from a good background. He grew up in a prominent family and studied ancient books such as "Shangshu", "Book of Songs", "Book of Changes", "Book of Rites", "Spring and Autumn Annals" since he was a child. , is a doctor with extraordinary cultural heritage.While thinking about it, Hua Tuo suddenly realized, and hurriedly said: "Understood, I understand!"

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

Hua Tuo smiled slightly, pointed to the first picture, and explained: "Red lady, honeysuckle, peony bark, peony, gallnut, etc. are all names of medicines. The following sentence, starting with Pulsatilla, is also a series of medicine names. The name is combined, the upper and lower sentences are unusually neat. Good, good, good... With this word, who dares to despise people who study medicine."

This explanation was understood by everyone present.

Everyone looked at Wang Lei, shocked again.

The last word focuses on the charm and artistic conception contained in it.This word, the focus is on the professional name of the drug.The two characters have their own advantages and disadvantages, and it is difficult to distinguish between them.

Hua Tuo couldn't help but put it away quickly.

"There is also the old man, and the old man can't miss it! The arithmetic subject of the old man is even more obscure than medicine. The state pastor also wrote a letter for the old man, so that the arithmetic will not be despised."

Liu Hong couldn't hold back either, and asked Wang Lei to write a word.

A flash of inspiration came to Wang Lei's mind, he had an idea, and asked, "Mr. Yuan Zhuo, do you really want it?"

"must!"

Liu Hong didn't even think about it, he just said it.

After this village, there is no such shop, so we must seize the opportunity.

Wang Lei nodded, and said with a smile: "Forget it, I'll write a picture for Duke Yuan Zhuo. But I declare in advance that this is what you want, Duke Yuan Zhuo, so don't blame me!"

While talking, Wang Lei picked up his pen and began to write.

"Two two three three four four five!"

"Six six seven seven eight-eight-nine!"

"Banner: Two Four Seven Three"

Different from the previous ones, the previous ones only had couplets, without horizontal batches (banners).In this couplet, Wang Lei added a banner, because the banner also has a meaning.Liu Hong is a great master of arithmetic in this world, and he is honored as a "sage of arithmetic" by later generations, but after reading this picture of Wang Lei, he was completely confused.

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

Pang Degong nodded and said: "This picture is really weird, I don't understand it."

Everyone looked at Wang Lei.

Wang Lei smiled slightly and explained: "The focus of this picture is not on the number, but the meaning is hidden. In the first sentence, there are only two, three, four, five, missing one. In the second sentence, there are only six seven-eight-nine, and ten is missing. .Together, it means lack of food and clothing. One and ten correspond to the two characters of food and clothing parents."

When the people present heard the words, they all suddenly realized.

The corner of Liu Hong's mouth twitched slightly, and he was short of food and clothing. How could this hang in the lecture hall?

Taking a deep breath, Liu Hong asked again: "Where is two four seven three?"

Wang Lei said: "Second, it corresponds to the son of the son; four, it corresponds to the death of the dead;

With a swipe, Liu Hong's old face changed color, and he was annoyed.Look at the words obtained by Pang Degong and Hua Tuo, and hang them in the lecture hall, which will save face.

That's exactly what he got.

Liu Hong snorted and said, "Nephew, this won't work, you have to change the wording for me."

Wang Lei shook his head and said with a smile: "Mr. Yuan Zhuo, you want this picture yourself. Actually, for people who study arithmetic, this picture also has artistic conception. I hope scholars don't just think about learning, You have to consider the people of the world. The world is governed and the people are peaceful, so that you can calm down and study knowledge. In fact, the artistic conception of this calligraphy is similar to the one that Pang Degong asked for before. You must warn students to study hard. You must have a heart for the country and the people.”

After Liu Hong heard this, he thought for a while before smiling.

It seems that this is the truth.

Wang Lei glanced at the rest of the people, all of them were quite moved, and quickly waved his hands and said: "Stop talking, I will just write. Taking this opportunity, I will write a few more words and hang them in the lecture halls of other subjects in the academy .”

Immediately, Wang Lei picked up the pen and wrote the classic couplet in his mind without thinking.

"Baojianfeng comes from the sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold!"

"An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, an inch of gold can't buy an inch of time!"

"Young idler, an old beggar!"

……

The inspirational classic couplets are written from Wang Lei's pen.

There was no sound in the room.

Everyone present was impressed by Wang Lei's talent.The look in Wang Lei's eyes was even more inconceivable.So many classic sentences, written from Wang Lei's pen, are simply amazing.

After Wang Lei finished writing, he rubbed his sore wrist, looked around, and smiled lightly.

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

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