The world is full of medicine: the genius doctor Mengfei blows up the sky

Wantai straightened the cup in his hand, then pointed to the two young people eating in the courtyard on the first floor.

There is a circle around the entrance of Zhuangyuan Building. If it is summer, there will be a thatched shed for shade. It is the spring of March at this time, and the sun is shining brightly.

Coupled with such an exciting day, these guys ingeniously added a dozen tables in the yard, and that's it, the Zhuangyuan Building was still overcrowded.

Many people are not here to eat, just to see the students.Even if it is a high price, they are willing.It is equivalent to the hall and upstairs, the price in the yard is much less, and most people can afford to sit.

At this time, San Kui and Liu Hong were sitting in the yard, drinking tea, chatting slowly, and waiting for the food to be served.

Wantai and Meng Song in the second-floor private seat looked at this place without blinking. Meng Song's small eyes blinked suddenly, and whispered, "Master, this is not it."

"Shh!" Wantai made a silent gesture, then nodded vigorously and said, "That's him!"

"Didn't we die back then? We all witnessed it?" Meng Song said with an unbelievable expression, "Is it just that we are mistaken in appearance?"

Wantai snorted coldly, then shook his head and said, "Two days ago, I heard from a teacher who was invigilating the examination that someone in their examination room handed in the paper within an hour. He is a young man from Yushu Linfeng, with a handsome appearance. If I'm not wrong, it's him, didn't he come out early today?"

Meng Song nodded thoughtfully and said, "If that's the case, could it really be him?"

The expression on Wan Tai's face was still meaningful and he said, "Have you forgotten? He is the companion of the third prince? Wentao Wulue, he is really a rare genius. He was named king of the opposite sex at a young age. The third prince Mr. Weng Ji, the grand master, stays in the palace every day, how can he teach the third prince? It is clearly for the purpose of seeing Lord Hua's article."

"A strange person who never meets in a thousand years, with extremely high talent in martial arts and extraordinary talent in literature. If such a person exists, how can others survive?" When Wan Tai said this, he sighed again, seeming quite embarrassed. Regrettably, "It's a pity. The sky is full of talents, and he didn't protect him well. He was targeted when he was very young. It is a sin for a person who is too talented not to know how to protect himself."

Meng Song stared at the faces of San Kui and Liu Hong, turned around suddenly, and said calmly, "If it is really him, it will be very easy to return to the capital."

"Hmph!" Wantai snorted coldly, "The capital city has become his sad place, what will he do when he comes back? Live in the countryside in peace, marry a wife, and live a life in peace Isn't it good? Why do you have to go to Beijing? Still so high-profile?"

"We did see that all his muscles and bones were broken. Even if he was alive, he was lying on the bed in pain and unable to walk. How did he do the same as ordinary people?" Meng Song asked doubtfully.

A trace of gloom flashed across Wantai's face, he nodded, and lowered his voice, "We must have been careless back then. Someone must have rescued him and healed him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to stand up like he is now."

"Does he still have martial arts?" Meng Song asked suspiciously, "It would be much easier if he didn't have martial arts?"

"We can try it out." Meng Song blinked his small eyes and said furtively.