The Lord who use immortals as food

Pei Ye didn't wait too long. After about half an hour, Fang Jidao came out and walked towards him.

Pei Ye was subconsciously waiting for a waiter, but until he followed Fang Jidao over the threshold, he realized that there were actually no servants in this quiet courtyard.

"Let's go see Zhu Zhezi now. I've handed over the letter." Fang Jidao walked in front. "I probably asked around. Pei Shaoxia, you are not listed in the Tianli Academy. You are probably just studying with Zhu Zhezi, but Zhezi will definitely treat everyone equally."

"Oh, okay."

Pei Ye didn't really care about whether he was treated equally or not. He was sent here by Xu Chuo because he was a "real proof" of "Two Heavens Theory", and this theory was handled by this senior Zhezi. He came here to understand what he was going to do.

But deep in his heart, he was indeed curious about these so-called great Confucian scholars who continued the "Taoism". He thought that if he really learned a few words from here, he would be able to stand up straight in the Imperial College in the future.

The structure of this courtyard is not magnificent, but there is a solemn hall in the middle, with a tripod and incense in front of the stage, and there seems to be a statue inside, which makes it more like a temple.

The courtyard is almost full of pines and cypresses. These tall and large dark green trees make the environment look vigorous, especially when there are almost no shrubs and flowers, which makes it feel more sparse and straight.

This atmosphere is extremely peaceful and solemn. Pei Ye has never felt a similar atmosphere anywhere else, not even in the Imperial College. The book fragrance there is very strong, but it is more energetic. This place seems to be deeper than the smell of books and ink, as if returning to the era of rolls of bamboo slips.

"What is this Zhu Zhezi like?" Pei Ye asked curiously, "Did he say anything after taking the letter?"

Fang Jidao was startled: "I don't know either. Mr. Zhu didn't say much when I met him just now. He just took a look at the letter and asked us to go together."

"...Oh."

"Mr. Zhu looks like a dignified gentleman. He is probably fifty years old this year." Fang Jidao paused and introduced this swordsman friend as he walked. "Now he is known as the first in 'thinking nature' in Tianli Academy. He entered this academy for constructing 'sexual theory'. Now, many years have passed, and there is still no successor, not even a real one. Not many people can understand it. "

"Is it difficult?"

"...not difficult or not difficult." Fang Jidao paused, "The destiny is mysterious, the mind is mysterious, to go deep into it without getting lost, you must have a superhuman mind, many people can't even enter it."

"Is it actually a talent?"

"...more or less."

The two talked quietly. Pei Ye really had never known anything about Tianliyuan. His impression of this philosopher was actually only the letter from the old prime minister's old house. The wording of the letter was sad and cold, but it contained a terrifying determination. At that moment, it really touched his heartstrings.

In the seemingly empty and quiet, the two went to the west of the courtyard, passed a few paths, and a few ancient eaves were exposed in the shade. The place was actually not big or small, probably a two-entry courtyard, with a wooden door more than one person tall and neatly closed.

Fang Jidao stood in front of the door and straightened his clothes seriously. He bowed to the door first, then raised his hand and knocked gently.

"Please come in, guest." It was indeed a calm voice.

When Fang Jidao opened the door, Pei Ye saw the philosopher standing at the bottom of the steps.

Just as Fang Jidao said, he was a dignified gentleman.

He was well-dressed, his temples were neat, his eyebrows were solemn, and his appearance could be remembered at a glance.

Because it was indeed a face that was born very unyielding, with slightly prominent cheekbones, thin cheeks, steep nose, and angular lips... The eyes were already flat, but there were two drooping eyebrows.

This face could have been changed in any way - the cheeks were plumper or thinner, the mouth and nose were higher or lower, the eyes were more raised or lowered... It could have become a harmonious appearance, but it chose none of these ways and grew into such a face.

Although it was not ugly, it was too unforgettable at first sight.

"Student Fang Yu, courtesy name Jidao, greets the teacher." Fang Jidao bowed solemnly and bowed deeply.

Pei Ye was stunned for a moment, and followed suit: "…I am Pei Ye, your student, and I am here to greet you, sir."

To be honest, it was almost the first time that Pei Ye performed such a standard scholar's bow, especially when facing someone he had just met.

After the ceremony, there was no response, and the person in front of him actually looked at them seriously.

"…Okay, I have met you." The man said softly, raised his sleeves and bowed his hands in return, and half-bowed, "I am Zhu Wen, and my courtesy name is Kaozhi. You two are following me in seeking the truth, and I will teach you sincerely. I hope that we can complement each other and be like a mirror."

"Then bow." The man stepped back two steps, put down his sleeves and waited.

Pei Ye was stunned for a moment, and Fang Jidao beside him had already walked to the side. Pei Ye then noticed that there was a stone basin full of clear water over there.

Fang Jidao carefully washed his hands with soapberry, and then dried them with a clean towel. Then he walked to Zhu Wen, knelt down and kowtowed with a straight face. Then Zhu Wen came forward to help him up, carefully arranged his clothes and waist, and brushed the dust off his knees. Fang Jidao bowed again and thanked him, and the ceremony was completed.

Fang Jidao went behind Zhu Wen, and then Zhu Wen looked at Pei Ye.

Pei Ye stood.

He was silent for a while, raised his eyes and said: "Mr. Zhu, can I not do this ceremony?"

Zhu Wen did not get angry when he heard it, and looked at him: "This is the ceremony of apprenticeship. You can enter my school only after you have performed this ceremony."

"... I don't want to be your apprentice." Pei Ye was quite straightforward. "I came here on the order of Master Xu to help with the matter of "Two Heavens Theory", and I also hope to get some benefits from you."

"Then why did you come with this letter?"

"..." Pei Ye was stunned.

"'Brother, if you have entrustment, you can keep this letter and keep it with me to practice and continue your Taoism.' Those who wish to seek my Tao should enter my courtyard. If you don't seek Tao, why come here? You have come here to adhere to it. How can this letter be called a joke?" Zhu Wen looked at him solemnly, probably since Meng Tong, Pei Ye had never felt this way when facing Master Yan.

"Let's salute." Zhu Wen's voice became more solemn.

Pei Ye still didn't move and was silent for a while: "Can I give you a half salute?"

Fang Jidao's eyes were as wide as bells.

Zhu Wen looked at him quietly, his eyes moved to the sword on his waist, and suddenly said: "You already have a master, right?"

Pei Ye was speechless again. Naturally, he only had one master in his heart. However, the revenge of his master had not yet been avenged. He thought that he was far different from that figure and refused to say it out loud.

Zhu Wen thought of something from this, and his eyes wandered over him for a moment: "Oh, no wonder, he is the descendant of Yue Muzhou..."

Pei Ye didn't expect that the gentleman Duan Su would express some disdain in his mouth, nor did he expect that someone would have such a tone when mentioning this name. His eyes widened in anger for a moment.

Zhu Wen continued to say solemnly: "I don't recognize you as a disciple, and you don't need to be a disciple. Just give me a half salute... learn more about virtue and etiquette in the future."