Chapter 3: The Ancient Man

In the morning, the sun is shining.

"Ah~~~," Cao Muwen yawned frequently.

Cao Muwen has woken up, and he knows. When I woke up, I felt much better. In the morning, the bright sun was hurting half of Cao Muwen's face. Let Cao Muwen feel comfortable in his dream. He stretched his waist fiercely and rubbed his sleepy eyes. Cao Muwen got up.

"Well, XX's day has begun again." I began to think nonsense again. Thinking of going to the office, Cao Muwen hurriedly washed up and went out.

It's not too late. Thinking that there are still many 'important things to do' today, Cao Muwen changed from fast walking to jogging. Hey hey, it's healthy to run in the morning. If we can't do this, we are worried about our lives!"

Overall, Cao Muwen's physical fitness is not bad. Although that kind of muscular tough guy is thousands of miles away from himself, there are some places where men should have muscles. Generally speaking, Cao Muwen is quite satisfied with himself. With a height of 1.8 meters, he looks tall and thin. In terms of appearance, as a man, he should be beautiful. I remember that when I was in college, the group of bad friends in the dormitory insisted that they were "literary youth", and later I heard that this time it seemed to be a curse.

"Ah! Is that right?' Is the literary youth a curse?! Cao Muwen has always thought that the 'national leader' is the one!" At that time, Cao Muwen was also relatively damaged, so he fought back.

Cao Muwen ran all the way west to the station. I stopped on the roadside of Hongfu to buy some food for breakfast and ate while walking, so I had to do so. Save some time. There was a sound of music in Xinghai Park in the south of the road, and many elderly people returned to the park for morning exercise. Cao Muwen looked at the green trees in the park, which reminded Cao Muwen of the green in his dream last night.

In retrospect, last night's dream was really strange. Although I often dream, it's strange for the first time. Cao Muwen walked into the subway station while thinking about it.

The office is at Xuanwumen. Through the endless stream of people rushing to work, I came to an office building, and the office was here.

Today's work is still easy. Somehow, it seems that old man Fan's attitude towards himself suddenly became better. Because Director Fan didn't let Cao Muwen make tea for him again!

"Is it possible that my performance yesterday has finally been recognized, and even looked at it with new eyes!! Haha!" Cao Muwen thought to himself.

Nothing for a day.

Because the "seminar" attended by himself and Wu Zhi was held once a week, and this afternoon, old man Fan made a special trip to find himself and said that it was Wu Dong's commission, so he handed it all over to Cao Muwen. Anyway, the investigation entrusted to be investigated is basically clear, and it is an end.

"Cao Muwen told Wu Dong your mobile phone number. If there is any problem, Cao Muwen asked him to call you directly and ask you to help him check." Old Fan, oh, no, because Director Fan should have said to Cao Muwen. And he spoke carefully and repeatedly urged Cao Muwen to make Cao Muwen be serious and responsible and do what Wu Dong told him well.

"He is the boss of the company, and some things may still need us in the future. This time, give people the impression of business specialization first. In the future, we don't need to be here, and there is no guarantee that we won't introduce others?!" Director Fan said so.

"Okay, Xiao Cao. The next party will be on the same day next week. It seems that you are very busy these days. Let's give you a few days off. Don't come for the remaining days and have a rest at home. But don't neglect if Wu Dong calls you. You can come to the office to report to Cao Muwen after their party next week.

"Well, thank you, Director, Cao Muwen knows. Cao Muwen went to attend their 'seminar' several times, which was also familiar and had no problem. Besides, even if Cao Muwen investigates, it is not their 'seminar'. Cao Muwen replied.

"Well, that's good. Then you go back first!"

"Okay, then don't worry. There must be nothing wrong."

Cao Muwen packed up his things and got off work early. But there are not many people in the office now. It seems that he took over Wu Dong's big job. Director Fan was happy and gave many people a holiday.

"Hey, but it's strange that something can't happen." Cao Muwen thought of what Cao Muwen was going to do next.

"However, Director Fan suddenly felt much better and took a vacation for himself. It doesn't seem a little righteous to do this!" Cao Muwen thought about it again. Unexpectedly, there was a sense of guilt in my heart.

Hey! Anyway, it's hard to get off the tiger now. What the hell. Who wants this old man not to treat himself well? It's really "how did you have to know today?" Who said that he used to have so little money that he had to force himself to have some "extra-fast"?

It's still early to get out of the office. Cao Muwen plans to walk around. There is a supermarket not far away. Cao Muwen plans to go and buy something to eat in the evening.

The high sunlight shines directly and shines hot on people's heads. Cao Muwen just came out of the supermarket with a big bag in his hand. Hey hey, I bought a lot of good things and had a good meal at night.

While walking to Xuanwumen subway station, Cao Muwen took out a bottle of water from his handbag. The weather in Beijing in May is already very hot, especially for people like Cao Muwen who are not resistant to heat. Therefore, Cao Muwen temporarily decided to go back to the office for a rest first, otherwise it would be hot and exhausting to go back.

When he came to the office building where the business was located, Cao Muwen went abroad from a path between the two buildings, and the building on the right was the office building.

You can see the window of the office from where Cao Muwen is now.

Take a closer look at the window next to his desk. I've been here for a while. This is the last time I've been here, but I didn't expect to see where I work here. Just as Cao Muwen walked to the entrance of the alley, a pile of construction waste was pushed to the wall of the office building, which was mixed with many earth-stained stones.

"Hi, who is it! So unvirtuous, the construction garbage is piled up here casually, and it is under the window near Cao Muwen's desk!"

I remember that there is a construction site near here. I guess it was someone who piled up here when he saw that there was no garbage. I don't know how long it has passed, and I don't know how to clean it up! What a downwind in the world!" Cao Muwen thought so.

sideways want to pass, at this time. Cao Muwen suddenly found something mixed in the garbage, which made Cao Muwen not notice it at first. It was half buried in the mud, revealing half black. But strangely, Cao Muwen looked down and looked carefully. There seemed to be a trace of metal luster, which was slightly reflective in the sunlight.

Office.

When I came back, I didn't see Director Fan. Only Lu Renjia, who was on duty today, put his head into the computer and didn't know what he was playing. After coming in and saying hello to take a break, Cao Muwen put down his things and went to the faucet to wash the stone.

Sitting in front of the fan, Cao Muwen carefully held the stone in his hand and looked at it. It seems a little inappropriate to say that it is a stone, and it feels much heavier than ordinary stones. And after washing it, I found that the previous observation was not very careful. It was not all black, and some places were mixed with other colors. It seemed to be cyan and brown. It seems that Cao Muwen has just regarded brown as part of the mud, and there are still purple in some places.

"It should be some kind of ore, or some kind of strange stone like chicken blood stone." Cao Muwen thought. There are no decorations at home, which is slightly monotonous. Cao Muwen planned to use it to make up for it.

When he got home, Cao Muwen casually put him on the bookcase. After dinner, he casually picked up the "Things of the Ming Dynasty" that he saw a few days ago and opened it. Last time I happened to see Wang Shouren.

Speaking of this person, Cao Muwen also knew it when he was very young. I remember that when I studied history in the first year of junior high school, I heard that there was this person. I remember that when the history teacher enlightened Cao Muwen, these thirteen-four-year-old and half-little guys, what kind of "subjective idealism" was, and everyone was puzzled. At that time, they did not know anything about "materialism". However, when the teacher was very popularly say that Wang Shouren's basic point was that "everyone can become Yao Shun". I was shocked!

Later, with age, historical knowledge increased. Cao Muwen suddenly thought of a person. Shit, isn't this similar to Martin Luther's propaganda of 'Anyone can talk to God'!" After that, I admired the old gentleman. It is said that he is still a child prodigy.

Wang Shouren himself created a new school of thought in Confucianism, which also had a great impact on later generations. It is said that there are many disciples, many of whom are celebrities. Including Wang Genji Yuanheng, a student of his contemporaries, and many Ming Dynasty thinkers influenced by his thoughts, such as Li Zhi, Huang Zongxi, the husband of Gu Yanwu, and Zhu Shunshui who traveled to Japan after the Ming Dynasty.

When it comes to Japan, Cao Muwen suddenly thought that Wang Shouren was also very influential in Japan.

In 1905, Japanese Admiral Heihachiro returned to the mainland. As a rare genius general in Japanese military history, he led the inferior Japanese fleet to completely annihilate the Russian Pacific Fleet and the Baltic Fleet in the Russo-Japanese War, becoming a well-known figure in Japan. Because of his excellent performance in the war, the Japanese emperor appointed him as the Minister of Naval Order, recalled him to Japan, and held a celebration banquet for him.

At this banquet, in the face of praise from the people in the meeting, Dongxiang Pingbalang was silent. He just took out his waist card and showed it to the crowd. There were only seven big words on it: bowed down to worship Yang Ming all his life.

Although Wang Shouren is also worshipped by many Japanese, as a Chinese, it seems that I should be proud of my little intention. But after thinking about it, I always feel that it's not the case. Heihachiro was the "military god" of Japan's navy after the Meiji Restoration, but when he thought of the First Sino-Japanese naval battle, it was not a good thing for the Chinese people.

"Why didn't this devil do anything to 'Shou Ren' when he 'bowed his head and worshipped Yangming' all his life? It's all about the orcs!" Thinking of the Japanese naval commander who fought fiercely in the First Sino-Japanese War, "bowed to Yangming all his life." Cao Muwen couldn't help but feel a pain.

Open the book and read the previous one. At first, we talked about Wang Shouren's life and interesting stories when he was a child.

Wang Shouren (1472-1529), a Han nationality, from Yuyao, Zhejiang. His name is Bo'an, his name is Yang Mingzi, and he is known as Mr. Yangming, so he is also known as Wang Yangming. The most famous thinker, philosopher, writer and military strategist in the Ming Dynasty. The master of Lu Wang's mind is not only proficient in Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, but also able to lead the army to fight. He is a rare omnipotent Confucian in Chinese history. He was awarded the title of "Pre-Confucian" and worshipped the 58th in the east of the Confucius Temple.

There is also a crowned portrait of him next to the introduction of his life. It really looks like a fairy bone. Looking at his eyebrows and eyes, he exudes a sense of profound wisdom. Cao Muwen looked at his portrait, which was not only caused by a day's fatigue or something else, and he was a little distracted.

Cao Muwen looked at Wang Shouren in the portrait, as if he was also staring at Cao Muwen. Suddenly, a sense of sleepiness hit, "What's the matter? Is it so easy to get sleepy recently? As Cao Muwen thought so, he put his hand on his face and fell to **. His eyes are still looking at the photos printed on the book.

"That hat looks so familiar."

Cao Muwen closed his eyes.

The grass is green, and the mountains are full of flowers. A breeze came, and the figure that was leaning over to see the flowers appeared and passed away.

Cao Muwen, saw this scene.

I don't know if I'm awake or in a dream.