However, Wenren Sheng did not care about that.
He then returned to his room.
And continued reading.
As for passing the provincial examination, it was very easy for him.
Soon, 9:00 a.m. arrived.
Yes, they were already using the twenty-four-hour system here.
Numerals had also been introduced.
Because there were Deities, this place was slightly more open than Feudal Society in his previous life.
Mainly because it was more convenient for the Deities.
Twenty-four hours were more precise than the twelve double-hour system.
Wenren Sheng then went to teach class.
During the lesson, he used the Great Teaching Skill.
Very soon, the students noticed something different.
They found that the knowledge seemed to turn into animated images, making it much easier to understand.
Yet Wenren Sheng sighed.
It was all the knowledge of pedantic Confucians.
It did not teach people how to work, make a living, or establish themselves. It merely taught ethical codes, rituals and laws, hierarchy, and the distinction between superior and inferior.
It looked useful, but in truth, it could only be used in officialdom.
Even in officialdom, it was often of no use.
The only time it truly came in handy was on certain occasions.
That was why so many scholars became too burdened after reading too much, losing the flexibility they had as children.
They became useless people.
As Wenren Sheng gradually continued the lesson, the students listened as though entranced.
At some point, a group of people had gathered outside.
They were discussing things in hushed voices.
"I never thought that after all these years, I could still sit through a lesson for elementary scholars," said one scholar.
"Indeed. It seems Brother Zhao's teaching ability is more than ten times better than his ability to answer exam questions."
"He may not be able to