Chapter 63: Meeting Mei Qingchen
The bicycle drove towards the imperial palace on the twelve-story building. On the way, Zhou Tieyi stopped for a while at the best tavern in Yujing Mountain and picked up two baskets of wine and food.

When the car drove to the noon gate, the sky had already darkened completely. The waning moon had only a little residual light, which made the stars look even brighter.

Zhou Tieyi got off the car. The square paved with white marble was silent. Three arch bridges connected to the Noon Gate, with red walls and golden tiles overlooking all living beings.

On the square, a man was kneeling alone, looking lonely but unruly.

There were many luxurious carriages and cars passing by, but everyone just looked at them from a distance through the curtains, and no one dared to get out.

Suddenly this tacit understanding was interrupted by one of the self-driving cars.

This self-driving car dared to park in front of the Noon Gate openly.

"Whose car is that?"

Many dignitaries asked their servants in their carriages.

When Zhou Tieyi carried two food boxes from his bicycle and walked leisurely towards the kneeling person, the dignitaries either sneered, frowned, or expressed regret.

"So it's this Zhou family guy. What a pity."

Zhou Tieyi didn't care about the constant glances at him. The people in the car didn't even dare to get out of the car. They just watched from afar. They were all useless!
He looked at the kneeling Mei Qingchen and couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

In the quiet night, the luck above Mei Qingchen's head could no longer be described by the word "cloud".

It was a green cloud pillar that reached up to the sky, trying to break it apart.

Above the pillar of cloud, the writings of sages continuously fell, including the Four Books and Five Classics, all of which were complete. The core of the collection, the "Petition to Beg for Sin", was full of gems in every word.

Surrounding the clouds, it is connected with all the people, transforming into peddlers, literati, and all living beings.

At one time, there were so many people that it was difficult to count them all.

Zhou Tieyi was dazzled by the blue light column and had to lower his head.

The power of the three Confucian "words" is evident!
Zhou Tieyi moved closer and looked at the white marble bricks on the ground. The man was not kneeling at all!
The power of the earth veins gathered like a swimming dragon and connected with Mei Qingchen's kneeling legs, as if a man was riding a ground dragon and standing on Yujing Mountain.

Zhou Tieyi finally understood why several fourth-rank generals tried to pull Mei Qingchen up but failed today.

Not to mention a fourth-rank general, even if the right general, a second-rank military strategist with the power to move mountains, could not pull this man up!

Two days later, Mei Qingchen's "Petition for Apology" spread throughout the world.

By then, even if the Heavenly Master of Xuandu Mountain or the Chief Lecturer of Nalanda Temple comes, they will not be able to lift this man up.

Because if you want to lift up this person, you must lift up the Confucianists of the world and even the public opinion of the world.

It is so heavy that perhaps only the present emperor, who is as majestic as the sun and the moon in the sky, can lift it!
Zhou Tieyi trotted over, put down the lunch box, and held Mei Qingchen's armpits with both hands, lifting him up with force. "Uncle Mei, what are you doing? It's cold in late spring, and it's cold to kneel on the ground. Get up quickly, or you'll hurt yourself."

Mei Qingchen didn't move at all, and Zhou Tieyi was not surprised. With his current ability, he couldn't lift him up, but he had to do it anyway.

And as soon as his hand touched Mei Qingchen, Zhou Tieyi understood why the right general said that Mei Qingchen was able to kneel down because their lifespans had run out.

Because Mei Qingchen's flesh and blood merged with the power of the earth veins, it actually turned into pure white jade bit by bit!
His skin has the texture of stone skin!

Mei Qingchen will have to kneel here for the rest of his life if he doesn't see His Majesty! Once he turns into a white jade.

Even if the mountains collapse and the rivers sink, its color cannot be changed.

Seeing that he couldn't lift Mei Qingchen, Zhou Tieyi didn't continue wasting his time. Instead, he took the food box and opened it layer by layer.

Among them are old hen soup stewed with bamboo fungus, stir-fried water spinach, heart and lungs mixed with red oil, barbecued pork buns lightly drizzled with sesame oil, steamed yellow croaker, a pot of tea, almond biscuits, plum blossom cakes, and tofu with honey.

They are not delicacies from land or sea, but home-cooked dishes, but they are made with great care.

"Uncle Mei, today you gave me a comment that made me famous in Tianjing. I am really grateful. You sent Mei Juncang to me to teach. I will definitely teach you well. From now on, if I have a meal, Mei Juncang will have one. Do you think this is good?"

Mei Qingchen had been looking towards the Meridian Gate, and finally tilted his head a little, "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and you don't have to use this to threaten me. Just discipline me, whether I live or die, I will accept it."

Zhou Tieyi quickly smiled and flattered, "What are you talking about? A gentleman's grace will benefit three generations. I have always seen Mei Juncang as a person who will live a hundred years. How could he possibly die?"

Seeing that Mei Juncang could not impress Mei Qingchen, Zhou Tieyi continued, "Look, how about this? I used to study Confucianism, but I didn't have a good teacher to teach me. I'm also stupid and really can't understand books, so I changed to martial arts. I'm also afraid of corrupting your young man. Why don't I give up martial arts and learn literature, and become your disciple. You teach me well, and when I am worthy of the evaluation of a capable minister, we can be famous together as master and disciple, okay?"

After hearing this, Mei Qingchen sighed after a long time. He was really moved just now.

If he had known earlier that the second son of the Zhou family had such talent, he would have accepted him as his direct descendant and taught him seriously, which would have been a blessing for the world.

"I can no longer care about anything else. Whether I can be a capable minister in governing the world depends entirely on you, not on me."

Zhou Tieyi sighed in his heart.

The most frightening thing about this person is that he doesn't want either profit or fame.

But he had one more trick up his sleeve.

"Then you should kneel here and eat something. It won't prevent you from turning into a beautiful jade and becoming a wise man."

"You can refuse the food sent by others, but you must not refuse the food I send you this time, otherwise how can Confucianism teach the people in the future!"

Mei Qingchen pondered for a while and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

Zhou Tieyi smiled and said, "I am risking my life to bring you a meal before execution. Look at the people sitting in the cars around you. They were all your comrades in arms. Do they dare to bring you a meal?"

"If I send you food and you don't eat it, I will definitely curse you before I die. You are all hypocrites. You say thank you to me, but you don't even want to eat a bite of the food I risked my life to send you. You must look down on me, a reckless man, and only want to use me. If I meet such a hypocritical person on the road to the underworld in the future, I will not talk to him!"

Mei Qingchen thought for a long time this time before he picked up the bowl and chopsticks, picked up a piece of water spinach, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

Zhou Tieyi clapped his hands and smiled, then casually sat cross-legged on the ground and served him some food. "Don't just focus on eating the food, eat more meat. Yes, drink some of this old hen soup, it's the best for nourishing people and growing meat."

Although it is unknown how long it will take Mei Qingchen to turn his entire body into jade, a full meal will surely allow a person to last a few more days.

And the longer Mei Qingchen can hold on, the more chances he will have.

In front of the huge Noon Gate, countless dignitaries saw an old man and a child, eating by themselves and picking up dishes by themselves. Although it was just an ordinary home-cooked meal, it was enough to be famous throughout the world. Hundreds of generations later, people still remember this banquet.

Suddenly one of them sighed and said, "I am not as good as you."

(End of this chapter)