Datang Imperial Physician

Chapter 26 The Locust Army of the Tang Dynasty

"Have you studied "Thousand Characters"?"

"I've seen it, but I can't write it."

"What about the Analects?"

"Can recite, but can't write!"

"What about "University" and "The Doctrine of the Mean"?"

"...I have read it, but I still can't write it!"

Wei Chi gritted his teeth.Xu Jingzong's tone was very kind, but his expression with a faint smile was not very pleasant, meow, how proud are the ancients who can only speak classical Chinese!
Do you know algebra?Do you know chemistry?Do you know what calculus is, and what is sodium chloride?Staring at the handsome guy's face with a charming smile, Wei Jia wondered in his heart whether to splash some concentrated sulfuric acid on his face and disfigure him!In other words, at any rate, he also studied medicine, and chemistry is not bad.Thinking of him, Wei Jia is also a dignified master of medicine and senior intellectual in the 21st century. After traveling for a while, he not only became semi-literate, but was also despised by an ancient man. What a shame!

Wei Jia gritted his teeth and continued to "enjoy" the pleasure of being despised by the ancients and "tortured" by Xu Jingzong. He understood why Xie Jiu didn't want to come and study together. Don't", "He will teach her what he has learned", excuses, all are excuses!Ya simply saw that Xu Jingzong was not an easy-going and friendly master, and didn't want to hurt his self-esteem.That's right, she is a beautiful woman with a thin skin. Wei Jia is a big man with thick skin and thick flesh. He deserves to be tortured a little more. The heaven will send a big responsibility to everyone. Wei Jia can only bear it. Man, you have to be right Be ruthless!
Xu Jingzong said solemnly: "It seems that Mr. Wei's problem is that writing is relatively difficult. Writing a piece depends on long-term practice. In this regard, I have nothing to teach you. I can only give you the four-character experience of perseverance. "

Wei Zhi suppressed his breath and said: "Master Xu, although I don't have much knowledge, I can still understand simple enlightenment books. I don't quite understand some rare words and advanced articles that are rarely used. Do you focus on the important points?" Would it be better to understand it?"

Xu Jingzong rolled his eyes and looked at him, and said: "Master Wei, a tall building rises from the ground, and everything needs a foundation, even if you are like a child, how can you learn to run if you haven't learned to walk? It is the most undesirable attitude to be a scholar! Young people have to be down-to-earth."

After being satirized by Xu Jingzong, Wei Zhi was very depressed, quite depressed, and even more depressed after reading the study plan he had made for him.There are two hours a day, one hour to practice calligraphy, and the other hour to listen to Xu Jingzong's explanation. Starting today, I will talk about "University" first.

After sitting for an hour, listening to Xu Jingzong shaking his head and explaining "University", Wei Jia was dizzy, and finally finished the first day of lectures. Before leaving, Xu Jingzong left him homework and asked him to come Ten copybooks, people will check them tomorrow.Wei Chi didn't even have the energy to sigh, so he just climbed on the table and pretended to be dead.

Xie Jiu chuckled: "As for that? Calligraphy pays attention to straight head, steady hands, straight body and curved arms, which is similar to your surgery requirements?"

Wei Jia looked at her sadly: "Sister, I am an old man who has gone to school, and I still have to practice calligraphy like a primary school student. Is it worth living?"

After all, thinking of Xu Jingzong's appearance, he began to gnash his teeth again: "You didn't see that damn Xu Jingzong's expression, bah, you're killing me!"

Xie Jiu put down the snow-white porcelain cup, and said calmly: "Xu Jingzong is a man, according to historical records, he is arrogant and good at writing. I think he has some talents, but any young man with some talents is sent to teach us. , there will always be some resentment and disdain in my heart."

Wei Chi rolled his eyes, and said helplessly: "I also have resentment! Ya actually asked me to practice calligraphy, saying that my handwriting is comparable to that of a ten-year-old child. Is this a compliment? Isn't it?"

Wei Jia's tragic encounter obviously did not win the sympathy of the beauty, but made the beauty happy. Seeing that Xie Jiu laughed so happily, Wei Jia decided to let it go for a while and go to the weed man to curse Xu When respecting Zong, he should not prick his upper body a few times, and focus on taking care of his lower body.

"The most cunning is you. You didn't tell me what kind of virtue Xu Jingzong is. You ran away by yourself. Abuse! Serious mental abuse. I suspect that you want to murder your own husband!"

Wei Jia complained about Xie Jiu's cunning, Xie Jiu wrinkled his little nose proudly, and said with a smile: "She is a weak woman, what's the matter, of course, if you are a big man, you will go up to it!"

Wei Chi was speechless, in terms of being rambunctious, he couldn't compare to a certain black-bellied woman with a cold appearance!Going on like this is not an option. With Xu Jingzong's progress, when he learns that Wei Jia can understand and understand most of the classical Chinese, it will probably be several years later.People must know how to save themselves, and if they are poor, they want to change. Wei Zhi waved his hand and decided to recruit a secretary.

However, considering the scope of the secretary's work, it is not easy to decide on this candidate for a while, and he can't just choose one at random. Although there are not many secrets that cannot be known, he is not a big and powerful family in the Weifu, and he is used by his side. People, as long as they are reliable.

Worried and worried, he told the housekeeper to pay attention to suitable candidates. Wei Jia lived in pain and happiness every day. The time passed slowly for a week. Since there were no complications, the fourth son of Qin was in good physical condition. In just seven days, After the examination, Wei Zhi announced that the stitches would be removed and he could be discharged from the hospital. However, after returning, he could only eat some liquid food and not do strenuous physical labor to prevent the wound from tearing open.

The child who was supposed to die was saved by Wei Chi!Yi Guogong's mansion rejoiced from top to bottom, and they wanted to reward Wei Chi well.On the day Qin Meng, the fourth son of Qin, was "discharged" from the hospital, the Qin family beat gongs and drums, set off firecrackers all the way, and presented a plaque of "Living Hua Tuo" written by Qin Laogong from a famous contemporary calligrapher, and a large cart of gifts. Come to thank Wei Chi for his wonderful hand rejuvenation.

Wei Chi accepted the plaque, and the old man had to drag the gift back, but the old man said: "Old man, I am honest, Ziyue, you saved the life of my little four, and you are very kind to my old Qin family. Don't talk about a mere carload of gifts, it's the life of old man Qin, and I will give it all! My old man has lived for such a long time, enough money, my old Qin's family has only two sons, every Each one is a treasure, a priceless treasure!"

Wei Zhi understood, didn't say any more, and asked the housekeeper to pull it into the storage. The old man said so, and he was hypocritical to refuse, but he still invited Old Master Qin to stay for a meal.

This is exactly what Qin Laogong wanted. He sent someone to send his fourth son back, and he waited carelessly for dinner.Wei Jia was sitting with him in the living room, chatting with the old man while waiting for dinner, and the talk was lively, the housekeeper turned pale, and came in tremblingly to report: "Young...Young master, the third son of E Guogong, Lu Guogong, and Yinggong Gong The old man is here!"

Wei Jia trembled, and almost missed the porcelain cup in his hand. Before he could say "the locust army is coming, close the door, and kill the evil spirits", Lu Guogong Cheng Zhijie yelled in a loud voice from a long distance away. : "Brother Shubao, I heard that your fourth child recovered today, we are here to congratulate you, boy from the Wei family, good wine and good food will be served."

"Young...young master!" The housekeeper's face turned pale and green, green and white again, wanting to cry but not crying.Wei Zhi shook his hand feebly, and said with tears in his eyes, "Go and see the kitchen, see if we can leave a bowl of porridge for my wife for supper."

(End of this chapter)