Chapter 23 The Study of Management

As his body gradually broke down and turned into nothingness, Wang Ji also fell into a coma, and the real coma...

By the time Wang Ji woke up, it was already the next morning in reality.

"Sure enough, whether it is space broken or square inch killing, it is not what I can use now..."

Wang Ji thought so, but he was relieved. Anyway, it was also used in the virtual space, which would not have any impact on him in reality.

On the contrary, with this experience, he added another point to his understanding of space sword and yin and yang sword. For the current Wang Ji, this change has raised his strength to another level.

"And, field..."

Looking back on the feeling given to him by his field, he suddenly remembered the special state that suddenly appeared when he was playing Go.

He hasn't played Go for a long time, but he knows that this feeling has not disappeared.

"What is the field after all?"

Wang Ji returned to the school dormitory and slowly sat on his **. If people know that Wang Ji may have become the richest person in the Earth Alliance, but he is still sitting here calmly, he will probably be tongue-dropping, right?

It's just that Wang Ji has no idea about money now.

"Maybe, can I buy something from Star Company?" Wang Ji thought uncertainly that there were only a few branches of the Star Company of the Earth Alliance. Wang Ji thought about it and had time to go and buy some things that the Earth Alliance couldn't buy.

"Throwing away those distracting thoughts, Wang Ji recalled the battle yesterday, especially the battle against Shangshen.

It can be said that in which battle, Wang Ji used all his strength, and may even exert his super strength. But even so, he can only be regarded as a tragic victory.

"Ap-probably, it's the limit to do this step." Wang Ji shook his head and was obviously not satisfied with his strength.

"Just at the fighter level, it has made me try my best. Probably the battle further up is no longer something I can get involved in..."

Wang Ji kept thinking about it and suddenly felt that it was not the space sword, or even the square inch kill of the yin and yang sword.

"Hao Ran is righteous!"

Constantly recalling the details of the battle, Wang Jiden came to this conclusion.

Haoran was upright, and he completely returned to normal after being beaten. This is obviously not a coincidence. Wang Ji even suspected that if he hadn't withdrawn from that strange state, he would not have lost so quickly.

"Haoran righteousness, Confucianism..."

Wang quietly entered the Nine Worlds Tower and entered the world.

For Confucianism, Wang Ji has always been in great awe. This awe came from his father Wang Mo, and even from his grandfather Wang Ping.

These two people, the two most outstanding people in their own field, respect Confucianism very highly.

"Confucianism, what kind of doctrine is it?"

Wang Ji thought silently about this question. Since he began to know Confucianism and began to read the Analects of Confucius, he had been thinking about it. But up to now, he still doesn't understand.

"Master!" Wang sat quietly beside Meng Tian and said.

"Well, what?" Seeing that Wang Ji looked a little abnormal, Meng Tian was also stunned for a moment and then smiled.

"I want to know what kind of doctrine is Confucianism?"

Meng Tian was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect that Wang Ji would ask such a question.

"Master..."

"Well, Confucianism!" Meng Tian's expression is complicated: "The study of governing the world."

Wang Ji didn't expect to hear this answer in the middle of Meng Tian.

In the era of Meng Tian, the First Emperor of Qin burned books and pit Confucianism, and the children of Confucianism were severely persecuted, which led to the dissipation of hundreds of schools of thought, and the death of one of the most legendary eras in history...

"Master..."

"Well, if you want to know, you might as well talk to Yasheng." Meng Tian said with a smile.

"Is this okay?" Wang Ji asked.

Meng Tian nodded: "Of course, it is indispensable. If you are interested, you can naturally listen to it. There are many Confucian disciples, and there are also many people who enter the Nine Realms Tower. Even those who have lost their intelligence will go to Yasheng to listen."

"Where is it?" Wang Ji couldn't wait to ask, who can get Yasheng's lecture?

"Wh! It's in the middle of the village, the newly built Confucius Temple.

"Thank you, master. I'll take the lead."

Wang Ji wanted to run out of the house, but didn't see it inside. Meng Tian's eyes flashed and sighed.

Wang Ji arrived at the place, and naturally he did not rush in. Confucianism pays attention to etiquette. Although the Asian saint Mencius is not as demanding as Confucius, he is also a person who attaches great importance to etiquette.

Walking to Mencius, Wang Ji said softly, "Teacher."

"Cit down!"

Mencius didn't seem to care about Wang Ji's arrival, but pointed to a vacant seat in the front row and said.

Wang Ji saluted respectfully and sat down.

Mencius was above and kept explaining in the language at that time. Although Wang Ji had understood the language system at that time, he could not fully understand Mencius's words at all.

After a few days of class, Wang Ji was already a little tired.

The important thing is not whether he is serious or not, but that he really knows little about Mencius's class content. Perhaps for Mencius, these are the most simple things, but for Wang Ji, it is undoubtedly too profound.

Suddenly, Mencius dispersed everyone, leaving only Wang Ji in class.

"I don't know, have you gained anything these days?" Mencius asked faintly.

"Almost nothing." Wang Ji said honestly.

Mencius nodded: "What you know is what you know, and what you don't know is what you don't know. It's okay..."

When Wang Ji saw that Mencius was going in, he hurriedly shouted, "Wait, teacher."

"Oh? What's the matter?"

Wang Ji blushed: "Please explain to the teacher, what is Confucianism?"

Mencius looked at Wang Ji, nodded, and shook his head again.

"What does the teacher mean?"

"The so-called Confucianism is nothing more than wandering in the six arts, but everyone has an understanding of Confucianism in their minds. You also have it yourself. Can you ask yourself?

Wang Ji's eyes were blurred for a moment, and then said, "This may be very disrespectful. But students dare to tell the truth, and students understand that Confucianism is the study of management.

"Oh?" Mencius seemed to be a little interested in asking.

"The ordinary learning of management manages a company, managing hundreds of people and thousands of people, but Confucianism manages the whole world. In such an era, tens of millions of people are managed..."