Hu Ye, who walked out of the door, naturally didn't know what the two old men were muttering inside, and he was still thinking about the intentions of the two old men.

One gave himself a solitary copy of the Analects early, wanting to help him see if there were any secrets in it.

The other is in the name of sending himself the Nanhua Sutra, wanting to find out the secrets of the Celestial Empire behind him, and arguing with himself about immortality. If it were in the 21st century, Zhang Yuchu would definitely be considered a psychopath.

But in the current feudal society, he is not only not regarded as a madman, but also regarded as a heavenly master, and even a liar who is very good at deception has been labeled by him as Zhang Sanfeng.

Although the argument was inconclusive, Hu Ye knew that Zhang Yuchu did not accept his point of view at all, he firmly believed that it was his ancestral master, and there was really an elixir in the world. And he also handed over the Nanhua Sutra to himself.

The Nanhua Sutra and the Analects are the classic teachings of Taoism and Confucianism, and the knowledge recorded in them must be of great benefit to oneself. But what secret do they want me to find inside? Could it be that there is something else in this besides learning? Hu Ye walked out of the attic, touched the Nanhua Sutra on his chest with one hand, and couldn't help but guess.

"Boy, you're finally out."

As soon as Hu Ye walked down the attic, Wang Wei greeted him, obviously he wanted to know what the two old men of Lu Dao said to Hu Ye inside.

"Master Wang, let's go back, Yan Shenggong and Zhang Tianshi are discussing the Tao inside again." Hu Ye arched his hand towards Ah Fu, and then followed Wang Wei towards the gate of the mansion.

"Boy, that Heavenly Master ......" Wang Wei's words were not finished. But Hu Ye knew what he wanted to say.

"He really wanted to know that there was no elixir in the Dao world, and I told him that there was none, but he thought there was one. And for example, his grandfather Zhang Sanfeng has lived for more than 130 years, and it is impossible without elixir. Hu Ye said helplessly.

"Zhang Sanfeng." Wang Wei had obviously heard of this name and was taken aback by Hu Ye's words.

"What? Could it be that the prince also knows what to say? Hu Ye looked at Wang Wei curiously.

"The world is rumored that Zhang Sanfeng is still alive, and he ......" Wang Wei obviously had some scruples and spoke a little secretively.

"And what, Master Wang is not like this kind of person." Hu Ye asked in a low voice.

"Boy, you're going to have to rot in your heart when I'm going to say what I'm going to say. You can't let others know the truth, otherwise the consequences will be very serious. Wang Wei's face became serious, and it was obvious that the next thing was very important.

Hu Ye saw that Wang Wei was very serious. It was even more serious than when he talked about Zhang Tianshi before he came, so he said seriously, "Master, don't worry, the kid naturally knows the importance of the Dao." ”

"I have a fellow countryman. In his early years, he served as the secretary of the transfer department. But just five years ago, it disappeared without realizing it. Wang Wei whispered to Hu Ye as he walked.

The sound was very small, and coupled with the sound of rain in the corridor, Hu Ye had to listen carefully to hear it clearly.

"If you go missing, report it to the official, how can the court ignore such an important official as the head of the household." After Hu Ye knew it well, he didn't think that this matter was so serious as Wang Wei said.

"But three years ago, when I went to Lingnan Province. I saw him by accident, but I was just in a hurry. I guess he didn't even see me. Wang Wei said.

Hu Ye is now a little clear, and he guesses what Wang Wei is talking about, just like Zhu Di sent Hu Hu to find Emperor Jianwen after he ascended the throne. But this is something that will happen many years later, but coupled with the Zhang Sanfeng he just talked about, Hu Ye seems to have guessed another possibility.

"Five years ago, the emperor was already sixty-three, and I suspect that my fellow countryman was sent by the emperor to find the legendary Zhang Sanfeng." Wang Wei guessed.

Hu Ye pondered for a moment, since ancient times, there has been no emperor who has a long life, if you want to say that Zhu Yuanzhang secretly sent someone to find Zhang Sanfeng, a master of Huawai, and wanted to ask about the secret of immortality, Hu Ye believed it. It's just that this kind of thing can't be made public, that's why Wang Wei is so cautious.

"Hehe, such a secret thing, the master actually told the kid?" Hu Ye suddenly said to Wang Wei with a smile.

"What's this, maybe when the things you said today will reach the emperor's ears, and I'm afraid that you will know these things?" Wang Wei glanced at Hu Ye.

Xindao This kid is really not ordinary, if ordinary people know this kind of secret, maybe how excited they are. Unexpectedly, Hu Ye listened to it as if he had heard an ordinary story, and there was no special reaction.

While speaking, the two had already arrived at the gate, and at this time, Lao Qian had already eaten a good meal of wine and was waiting in the carriage.

"Old money, send the master back to the school first." Sitting in the carriage, Hu Ye instructed Lao Qian.

"Old money, are you drinking again?" As soon as he finished the order, Hu Ye smelled a smell of wine and asked unhappily, this is in front of the master, how can his guards be so indulgent.

Lao Qian touched his head with a smile when he heard this, and then pointed to the stall not far away.

"That stall has only been open for a short time, and it seems that it has only been a month, but the wine in it is good, and the wine that the teacher drinks is in that stall." Wang Wei looked in the direction that Lao Qian was pointing, and then explained to Hu Ye.

"I'll clean you up when I go back!"

Hu Ye snorted coldly and lowered the curtain.

Lao Qian smiled proudly, isn't his young master familiar with it, so he moved his mouth, the most ruthless is to kick his feet, for such a delicious wine, it is worth being kicked twice.

So Lao Qian shouted, and the carriage slowly thought about the school and drove away.

After returning to the Nameless Mansion, the heavy rain still didn't listen, it seems that God has accumulated it for a few months, and it can't be stopped for a while.

"Bring me dinner to the house, don't bother me with anything else." After entering the door, Hu Ye instructed Lao Qian, and he walked towards his room.

Closing the door, Hu Ye picked up a bundle of bamboo slips from next to his pillow. In these years, bamboo slips are still used, and there must only be a unique Analect from Conne.

After comparing the unique book of the Analects with the Nanhua Sutra, the quaint atmosphere rushed to the face.

"The Confucian classics also have "Mencius", I don't know if the old man of Mengshan, as a descendant of Mencius, has a collection at home. There is also Lao Tzu, the founder of Taoism, who has not heard of his descendants. If I can get their classics, my trip to the Ming Dynasty will not be in vain. Hu Ye couldn't help but speculate.

"Hey, let's get the Ming Dynasty record first, I haven't written it since I came to Nanjing."

After conjecture, Hu Ye put aside the Nanhua Sutra and the Analects, those things that are not his own after all, this Ming Dynasty experience is his own painstaking work.

Although the records are all about what I have seen and heard, it is impossible to pass it on as an official history. But as a person in the future, I can look at things from a different angle, and I can also leave something different for future generations.

So Hu Ye recorded all the things he experienced during this period from the beginning of Beiping to the end of the Wanghuailou incident. Coupled with the things recorded in Beiping before, it has become a small book.

"Zhu Di's old boy spent nearly half of the space, and it is estimated that his old son will also spend half of the book, maybe his nephew will also spend half of the book, the Zhu family really doesn't have any trouble." probably flipped through the first half of this book, basically all the records were about Zhu Di, Hu Ye sighed and closed the book.

Throw aside the Ming Dynasty Records of Experience.,He knew that since he started to plan to make it.,It's going to be a long-term project.,Maybe you have to write until you die in the Ming Dynasty.,So this first book may be the beginning.。

Originally, according to the order of first come, first served, Hu Ye should have read the solitary book of the Analects first, but because Qin Shi Huang had not yet been unified back then, Yan Hui didn't know what font Lu Dao used to engrave the Analects, Hu Ye looked at the sky, and in addition to recognizing a "曰" character, he was stunned that he didn't recognize any other words, so Hu Ye had to pick up the Nanhua Sutra first and read it.

The Nanhua Jing is actually "Zhuangzi", Hu Ye read "Zhuangzi" when he was a child, and was attracted by many bizarre stories in it. Looking at the manuscript of the first generation of Zhang Tianshi now, the story is still so fascinating.

But it's just attractive, after reading through a few short passages of the inner part of the Nanhua Sutra, Hu Ye didn't find any so-called secrets at all.

"Could it be that these two old men are playing tricks on me?" Closing the Nanhua Sutra, Hu Ye guessed in his heart.

"Yes, if the secret inside was so easy to discover, the two old men wouldn't have studied it for a lifetime without discovering it, so let's check it out later." After putting away the Ming Dynasty Records of Experiences and Experiences, the Nanhua Sutra and the Analects, Hu Ye lay on the bed and soon fell asleep. (To be continued......)