"Yes, sir!"

Zhao Yu stood up and replied to him who was not allowed to be Han Li's Confucian vein, cherishing words like gold.

Han Liru nodded, his face was stern, and he stroked his beard and said:

"Take the few words you can write and memorize them to the old man!"

"Disciple obeys!"

Zhao Yu bowed slightly, and also knew that Han Liru was going to touch his bottom.

So when he straightened up again, Zhao Yu held his head high, stood up with his waist straight, and said loudly:

"At the beginning of people, nature is good, sex is similar, and Xi is far away......"

The sound of reading aloud sounded in vain in the classroom.

Its voice is crisp, powerful, and high-spirited, like the rising sun, and like reciting under the big locust tree in the old gentleman's house, full of vigor and vitality.

Hearing this recitation, Han Liru pinched his beard's hand for a moment, and the group of children present were even more energetic!

Zhao Yu did not hide it.

After reciting the "Three Character Classic", he then recited the "Hundred Family Names", and then the "Thousand Character Text".

At this time, it is time to perform!

At any time, in any dynasty, a good student will be treated differently by the teacher, and he will also be given special care.

If Zhao Yu wants to live a better life in a private school, he must show that he is different and talented.

And so it is.

When Zhao Yu finished reciting the three enlightenment readings and lowered his voice, Han Liru's stern face became softened, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes when he looked at Zhao Yu.

"Do you know how to write all the words in these three articles?"

Han Liru didn't forget the question he asked before, and looked at Zhao Yu hesitantly.

"Mr. Hui, you can already write!"

Zhao Yu nodded.

"Write the first four sentences of the "Three Character Classic" and the last four sentences of the "Thousand Character Text"!"

Han Liru held the ring ruler in his hand and clicked on Zhao Yu's desk.

Zhao Yu did not hesitate, sat down, spread the paper and grinded the ink, dipped the brush lightly in the ink, and wrote on the paper.

But this time, Zhao Yu relented.

Although his calligraphy is still very poor, it is much better than that of a child of this age, and he has already shown it just now, if a little child has a decent hand, it will be a little too much.

Therefore, Zhao Yu's writing is crooked, which is a little ugly.

But despite this, after Zhao Yu finished writing, Han Liru nodded:

"Although the characters are ugly, but an eight-year-old child can recite the "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Names" and "Thousand Character Text", and can still write, which is commendable, who did you learn from before?"

"Mr. Hui, I learned from the old gentleman in our village, who told stories to the children in our village every day, and taught us to write and recognize words on the ground!"

Zhao Yu stood up respectfully again, trying to pretend to be sensible.

"Old gentleman?"

Han Liru frowned, then thought of something, and hesitated:

"Is that your Zhao Laotong in Zhaojiagou?"

"Yes, it's Mr. Zhao!"

"It turned out to be him, that is indeed a good gentleman with a heart, it's a pity......"

Han Liru sighed a little, but he didn't feel sorry for Zhao Yu because he had been taught before, after all, learning characters and learning from a teacher are two different things.

Learning words is just to teach literacy, and learning is to do learning, it is the real enlightenment, and it is the avenue of the imperial examination!

Putting away his thoughts, Han Liru looked at Zhao Yu again.

There is no doubt that at the age of eight, he can memorize three enlightenment readings and write, and he has not been seriously taught, so he is definitely a very talented and good seedling.

After a little hesitation, Han Liru suddenly spoke:

"Since you are literate, then follow the old man to Class B!"

The voice fell, and Han Liru turned around and walked outside.

Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment, and then happily quickly cleaned up the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table, and followed behind Han Liru.

After a show, his butt was not hot yet, and he actually skipped a grade, Zhao Yu secretly said that good students will really have special care, and he also knows that his display has worked.

Saving the step-by-step literacy in Class C, Zhao Yuke will save a lot of time.

After this incident, Zhao Yu also saw that Han Liru is not a pedantic person, he knows how to change spiritually, and he will teach according to others.

And Zhao Yu left, but the group of children here were stunned.

Especially the little boy with a tiger's head and a tiger's brain, he was dumbfounded, seeing that someone was telling stories to him every day, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye......

Not to mention the stunned people here.

Over there.

After Zhao Yu left Class C, he followed Han Liru to Class B next door.

There are about a dozen students in Class B, and they are much older, all of them look like they are eleven or twelve years old.

Of course, there is also one of them who is about the same age as Zhao Yu.

Just seeing that person, Zhao Yu was a little stunned.

Because that student turned out to be a woman!

Not only is it a woman, but Zhao Yu also knows the little girl who gave him a silver bean when he told a story in the bazaar before!

The little girl was dressed the same as that day, but she changed into a light green cardigan skirt, which was fresh and beautiful.

At this time, she was sitting alone at the front of a group of students, close to the position of Mr. Lectern, holding a brush and writing, and Zhao Yu saw her as soon as she came in.

When a woman goes to school, Zhao Yu, whose soul comes from her previous life, is accustomed to it.

But this is ancient times, paying attention to women's lack of talent is virtue, and it is almost impossible for women to appear in private schools, and now seeing this scene, Zhao Yu is very shocked and curious.

And when Zhao Yu looked at the little girl, the little girl also saw him who came in with Mr.

As soon as the eyes of the two touched, the little girl also recognized Zhao Yu, but her eyes were also surprised, as if she was surprised that Zhao Yu came to Class B at a young age.

"Uh-huh!"

Just when Zhao Yu was stunned, Han Liru pulled him back to reality with a clear cough, and pointed to a desk in front of him.

The desk was just moved in by the scholar, perhaps to take care of Zhao Yu's size, and was placed at the front, next to the little girl.

Zhao Yu saluted Han Liru, and then walked to the desk under the eyes of everyone.

After Zhao Yu sat down, Han Liru sat down on his desk and opened a book on the table.

"Today, I will talk about the next part of the Analects, which is a political chapter!"

Han Liru was meticulous, and glanced at the students below as he spoke.

After everyone opened the book, he said slowly:

"Zi said: 'For the sake of politics and virtue, such as Beichen, dwelling in its place and the stars are together.' ”

"The paraphrase is that if you govern the country with the power of morality, you will be like the North Star, safe in your own place, and other stars will surround it."

"Wait until you read it a few times, and then understand its meaning, and then the old man will come to the school later!"

After assigning the task, Han Liru left a sentence, and then got up and left.

There are three classes in the private school, and it is impossible for Han Liru to stay here all the time, he has to go to other classes to teach.

Especially Class A, that's the most important thing.

However, after Han Liru left, the students here did not make any noise, because there were scholars watching here, so they were very honest and shook their heads and read by heart.

Zhao Yu glanced at the little girl next to him.

Seeing that the little girl was also reading carefully, he also looked at the Analects on the table.

This "Analects" was placed here with the desk, and his enlightenment book has been replaced by "Analects", "Analects" annotated by Zhu Xi.

Zhao Yu had already read this "Analects" at the old man's house, and he had even memorized it well, but at this time he still looked at it carefully, after all, it didn't hurt to deepen his impression.

There is a lot of writing here.

I don't know when, Han Liru returned to the classroom and examined more than a dozen students.

Perhaps because Zhao Yu was new, Han Liru did not conduct a too profound examination of Zhao Yu, but just asked him to write it silently.

After Zhao Yu presented the words of the sage with ugly fonts, Han Liru nodded and said to the students:

"Wait for a new classmate today, and hope that you will hold each other!"

As he spoke, Han Liru looked at Zhao Yu again and said solemnly:

"You came halfway, and asked your classmates for advice if you didn't learn anything!"

"Yes, the disciple obeys the master's orders!"

All the students stood up and saluted and sent Han Liru away.

As soon as Han Liru left, it also meant that the class was over.

When Zhao Yu sat back in his seat, the little girl next to him looked at him.