A few days ago, Zhuo Fan picked up a copy of "Notes on the Landscape Sutra" in his grandfather's study, and he was looking at it happily, in his small cloth bag, in addition to the "Notes on the Landscape Sutra", there was also a "Thousand Words Book", and the book taught by Zhou Fuzi was "The Book of Thousand Words". Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Xiao Yilin, it's done well, it will be better to have it sooner later. Zhuo Fan patted the little chubby girl's head and praised.

"Then what is Brother Xiaofan going to reward me this time?" Xiao Yilin's big black eyes flickered, full of anticipation.

Since she was taken by her grandmother Yi Lifen to visit Zhuo's house half a year ago and accidentally tasted the egg fried rice made by Zhuo Fan, Xiao Yilin has become Zhuo Fan's little follower through and through. In Yilin's eyes, Brother Xiao Fan is omnipotent, not only can make delicious food, but also many novel things, such as this small cloth bag, which was given to her by Brother Xiao Fan, and grandmother no longer has to worry about her losing the "Book of a Thousand Words", and it can also contain a lot of delicious food.

The small cloth bag was transformed by Zhuo Fan according to the book treasure of his previous life, in order to let Xiao Yilin come to Zhuo's house early to help him get rid of the pain of "feeding", Zhuo Fan did not work hard.

Seeing Xiao Yilin asking for benefits, Zhuo Fan's eyes rolled: "If you start tomorrow and come earlier, I will teach you a fun game!"

"Okay, yes, okay, Brother Xiao Fan, don't worry, I'll be there early tomorrow!" Xiao Yilin clapped her palms and cheered. Since Brother Xiao Fan said it was fun, it must be fun, Xiao Yilin was full of expectations.

"Hurry up, otherwise you won't be able to catch up with the morning reading!" Zhuo Fan quickened his pace.

"Hmm. Thinking of the consequences of being late, Xiao Yilin also trotted up.

A quarter of an hour later, the two came to a bamboo courtyard. The bamboo forest is verdant, and the small courtyard is hidden in the bamboo forest. At this time, the sound of Lang reading aloud came from the courtyard.

Between the bamboo forest, a stone path leads to the courtyard gate, there is a huge stone standing in front of the courtyard gate, the stone is engraved with "the small school between the clouds", the pen walks the dragon and snake.

"Oh no, I'm going to be late again!" Hearing the sound of reading, Zhuo Fan suddenly felt bad, and pushed the door directly.

Seeing that the head of the twelve beast heads in the courtyard had not yet spit out water, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the master stipulated that he must arrive before the hour, but the water flow in the mouth of the rabbit head was gradually approaching nothing.

Zhuo Fan took two steps: "Master, can we come in?"

Master Zhou held the ring ruler in his hand, dangled between the desks, heard Zhuo Fan's inquiry, turned around, and looked at the twelve beast heads water power clock outside the window.

"Well, yes, I wasn't late for the first time, come in. Master Zhou said lightly.

"Yes. Zhuo Fan answered, walked quickly to the last table in the room with his head down, took out a thousand-word book and pretended to read it.

Master Zhou only accepted ten disciples this time, and the seats were distributed in three rows and three columns, and Zhuo Fan sat at the last desk because he was the tallest.

Xiao Yilin was sitting in the first row, she shrank behind Zhuo Fan and came to her seat silently and joined the ranks of reading.

Speaking of which, since the beginning of the school month, Zhuo Fan has spent his morning reading time standing outside the house, and this is the first time he has not been late.

After shaking around, Master Zhou sat down next to the teaching platform, holding a book in his hand, and looked at the children reading from time to time.

The morning reading time is an hour, it is rare to stand outside the door without punishment, Zhuo Fan looked at Master Zhou, and saw that he did not pay attention to the back, so he took out the "Notes on the Landscape Sutra"

"Notes on the Landscape Classic" is named after the note "The Landscape Classic", the book "Landscape Classic" is about 10,000 words, "the landscape of the world, one hundred and thirty-seven". The "Commentary on the Classic of Landscapes" seems to be a note on the "Classic of Landscapes", but in fact, it is based on the "Classic of Landscapes" and records the situation of Pangea in detail.

"Notes on the Landscape Classic" is overhauled once every 100 years, and this edition in Zhuo Fan's hand was revised fifty years ago.

After skimming the "Notes on the Landscape Sutra", Zhuo Fan had a preliminary understanding of the world.

The Great Zhou was weak, and there were many princes, headed by the seven kingdoms of Qin, Chu, Yan, Qi, Zhao, Han, and Wei.

Could this really be the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period? But why is there an existence of qi practitioners in this world, is there a false history? Zhuo Fan frowned.

"Smack!"

Master Zhou's ring ruler slapped heavily on the table, and Zhuo Fan jumped.

"If you don't study well in the morning, what are you doing?" said Master Zhou.

Zhuo Fan was about to put away the "Notes on the Landscape Sutra", but was snatched by the sharp-eyed Master Zhou.

"Do you understand the Commentary on the Classic of Landscapes?"

"I can understand a little bit!" Zhuo Fan touched his head and said.

"Oh, can you understand a little bit, you are young, but not small, you read the first page to me, if you read half of it, then I will no longer blame for desertion during the morning reading!" Zhou Fuzi handed Zhuo Fan the "Notes on the Landscape Sutra".

Zhuo Fan rolled his eyes, and it was not difficult to read it all, but it would be better if he fought for more benefits, and immediately said: "Master, if I read all the first pages, can you allow me to arrange my morning reading time freely?"

Zhou Fuzi just swept the first page, there are still some words he has not yet taught, this Zhuo Fan actually said that he wants to read them all, he is so ambitious at a young age, he has to be unavoidable, so he said: "Okay! If you can read them all, then there is no need to read them in the morning, let you arrange them freely, if you can't read them, then you will double your daily homework, how about it?"

"Okay!" Zhuo Fan read it immediately after hearing this.

During the conversation between Master Zhou and Zhuo Fan, the room gradually became silent.

Zhuo Fan's immature and crisp voice was thought of in the room, natural and smooth, and the look of surprise on Master Zhou's face became stronger and stronger.

After reading, Zhuo Fan looked at Master Zhou calmly.

Master Zhou was still immersed in amazement, and after a while: "How do you recognize these words?"

"I asked my grandfather. "Zhuo Fan lied without blinking.

"I see. Master Zhou nodded, "Yes, yes, you can teach, even so, then the daily morning reading is not necessary for you, but you still need to come on time every day!"

"Yes, Master!" Finally able to do something he liked, Zhuo Fan was pleasantly surprised.

Then Master Zhou returned to the teaching platform and sat down again, and Zhuo Fan didn't need to cover it with the "Thousand Character Book" vertically, and directly took out the "Notes on the Landscape Sutra" and looked at it openly.

Just now, Zhuo Fan is seeing the place where all the sons are in the hundreds.

As Zhuo Fan expected, among the hundred, there are now eight families, namely Confucianism, Legalism, Moism, Bingjia, Farmer, Yin and Yang, Taoism, and Zongheng. These are all the people in the hundred families, the disciples are all over the world, and the other small families have novelists, miscellaneous families, famous families, etc., these Zhuo Fan don't think it's strange, what kind of food and merchants are there.