Chu Qingxiao was stunned when he heard this, but quickly realized that he had been discovered by the other party.
With this thought, Chu Qingxiao secretly felt that he was funny.
I was invited here by Mr. Meng, and it was his disciple who opened the door for me and brought me into this room.
Just now at the door of the room, the disciple knocked on the door and got Mr. Meng's answer, and then Chu Qingxiao pushed the door open and entered.
Chu Qingxiao could not imagine how the other party could not know about his arrival in such a situation.
His actions just now were tantamount to deceiving others.
When you think about it, it's even a little funny.
Probably because Chu Qingxiao's nerves have been too tense these days, so much so that even now, he is still a little sensitive and wary.
This Mr. Meng's divine aura overflowing from his body is indeed strange.
But not to mention that the other party had rescued him before.
Take this invitation to Chu Qingxiao as an example. The other party did not do anything secretive.
Chu Zhaozhao and others knew that the pedestrians passing by on the street also recognized them.
If the other party was really disadvantageous to him, he would never act rashly like this.
After all, he had just passed the seven-hall trial. Not to mention Tianxuan City, he was probably considered a man of influence in the entire Great Xia.
The other party would never attack him in such a big way.
Chu Qingxiao thought of this, took a deep breath, and calmed down his surging thoughts.
He stepped out of the screen.
…
The room behind the screen is still small.
But it was more elegant, and it finally looked like a scholar's residence in Chu Qingxiao's mind.
On the side against the wall are still bookshelves filled with books, and in front is a small desk with all pens, ink, paper and inkstones.
On the other side, there was a low couch next to the window, and Mr. Meng was sitting there, slowly playing with the tea set in his hand.
It was also at this time that Chu Qingxiao finally saw the rumored appearance of Mr. Meng for the first time.
To be fair, Chu Qingxiao was a little disappointed at this moment.
It wasn't because Mr. Meng looked ugly or didn't meet Chu Qingxiao's expectations as a scholar.
just because of……
He didn't really meet Mr. Meng.
Mr. Meng's face wears a mask with the smiling face of a doll. At first glance, it looks festive, but upon further inspection, it looks weird, even weird.
Chu Qingxiao didn't know why Mr. Meng was wearing a mask, and was a little dazed for a while.
"I was ignorant when I was young and was trapped in a fire. Although I had a chance to escape, my face was burned by the fire and looked hideous, so I didn't dare to show it to others easily." It seemed that he had guessed Chu Qingxiao's surprise.
Mr. Meng lowered his head and continued to fiddle with the tea set while saying this.
Of course such rhetoric is feasible, but Chu Qingxiao frowned slightly.
After walking into the screen, he felt carefully and found that the faint divine aura that filled the courtyard from the moment he entered the small courtyard came from Mr. Meng.
This shows that Mr. Meng possesses divinity.
Either he is a strong person in the eighth realm or above the seventh realm.
Or a god.
Whether it is the former or the latter, with the blessing of divine power, it is not difficult to restore one's ruined appearance.
Mr. Meng’s remarks are obviously untenable.
However, Chu Qingxiao did not expose the other party, but walked straight up.
He sat down opposite Mr. Meng.
At this moment, Mr. Meng seemed to have finally finished what he was doing. He put down the tea set and pushed a cup of strong tea in front of Chu Qingxiao.
"I brewed another one, you try it." He said.
After hearing this, Chu Qingxiao did not hesitate, took the tea cup, and drank it in one gulp.
The strong aroma of tea filled Chu Qingxiao's mouth at that time. When he swallowed the tea, he still felt a sweet aftertaste, which was really unique.
Even though Chu Qingxiao didn't know much about tea ceremony, he felt the extraordinary quality of this cup of tea.
"How is it?" Mr. Meng looked at Chu Qingxiao and asked.
Chu Qingxiao looked at the other party, and through the other party's mask, he could see that the other party's eyes were clear, full of expectation and sincerity.
It's like a child sharing his favorite toy with his friends, eager to get the other person's approval.
Chu Qingxiao rarely saw such pure eyes, especially after walking out of Wuling City.
He nodded and said truthfully: "Very good."
After receiving such a response, the smile in Mr. Meng's eyes widened: "That's natural. My friend was reluctant to give me this tea. I pestered him for three days and three nights before he reluctantly gave it to me. Promise to give me some peace."
"This stuff was produced in the ancient Liangchu Kingdom in the Western Regions. During the Zhou Dynasty, the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed. It has been lost for a long time now. Drink a little and drink a little less."
Chu Qingxiao was secretly speechless, but he did not expect that this tea would be so precious.
He quickly put down the tea cup in his hand and said: "I was so reckless, for such a precious thing..."
Before Chu Qingxiao finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mr. Meng. He waved his hand and said: "No matter how precious the tea is, it is still for people to drink."
"Otherwise, no matter how good the tea is, it will be worthless if it is shelved in a cabinet."
This was the first time Chu Qingxiao heard such remarks. He smiled and said, "Sir, you are quite open-minded."
Mr. Meng did not comment on Chu Qingxiao's words, but instead asked: "What do you think of the Mirror Stage?"
Chu Qingxiao was stunned, and his face straightened at this moment.
He knew that the highlight of this meeting was coming.
After hesitating for a moment, he said: "I don't have much contact with the Mirror, and the only way to understand it is through Brother Zhu."
"In Brother Zhu's words, the Mirror Tower is a place where people ask for orders, and Mr. Meng is a saint of benevolence, justice and virtue."
"What about Mr. Chu's eyes?" Mr. Meng asked.
Chu Qingxiao was silent for a while and then said: "I'm not sure, but at least the Mirror Stage has done a lot for the ordinary people of Tianxuan City..."
Having said this, Chu Qingxiao paused.
Mr. Meng seemed to notice that Chu Qingxiao was hesitant to speak, and said: "Master Chu, if you have anything to say, it doesn't matter."
Chu Qingxiao was silent again for a while, and then said: "Mingjingtai has done a lot of good things, but I feel that Mr. also seems to have relied on the reputation accumulated by these things to take advantage of the people's... suspicions."
Mr. Meng didn’t seem surprised by Chu Qingxiao’s remarks.
He said: "You mean the ten thousand people who will be examined in the seven halls today signed the same letter?"
Chu Qingxiao did not shy away from it.
"It stands to reason that I was able to survive this calamity only because of my husband's energy and the support of tens of thousands of people who signed the letter and opened the Xuanjing Hall, which frightened the officials of the Seven Halls of Judgment, so I was able to restore my identity."
"I have received favor from you, sir. I really shouldn't criticize you."
"But I have no favors for the people of Shanshuigou and other outer disciples, but now they regard me as their savior. I feel deeply ashamed..." Chu Qingxiao said truthfully what was on his mind.
After hearing this, Mr. Meng asked: "Master Chu, do you think a gentleman lies in his heart or his actions?"
Chu Qingxiao was stunned.
Subconsciously responded: "Nature is in the heart..."
"What's on your mind? If someone who is dedicated to serving the people is deceived into doing evil things, should he be punished? Can he be considered a good person to the people he harms?" Mr. Meng asked rhetorically.
Chu Qingxiao was speechless for a moment.
"Then if a selfish person has to do good things every day for some reason, can he be considered a bad person to the people he helps?"
This question made Chu Qingxiao stunned again, and he didn't know how to respond for a while.
Seeing Chu Qingxiao's silence, Mr. Meng softened his tone and said, "When Mr. Chu took action against Liuhuan Peak in Shanshuigou, was it to save Mr. Sun Lisun, right?"
"That's true." Chu Qingxiao responded.
"But it was precisely because of this move that Liuhuan Peak's demolition of Shanshuigou was disrupted, and later we organized manpower to fight against Tianxuan Mountain, wasn't it?" Mr. Meng continued: "Speaking of it this way, it is indeed true. Mr. Chu, you saved them."
"We only publicized what happened. We did not commit any fraud and have never deceived anyone. Does Mr. Chu think this is inappropriate?"
Chu Qingxiao frowned, unable to refute Mr. Meng's words for a while, but he quickly thought of what the old couple had said to him before.
"But the reason why I was interrogated by the Seven Halls was not because of the Shanshuigou incident..."
"We never said it was because of the Shanshuigou incident. We just didn't know who connected the two things together, so most people believed it, so they became even more indignant and joined together in a more organized way to complete the project. I got that ten-thousand-person book.”
Chu Qingxiao didn't believe that there was no influence from the Mirror Stage behind this.
But when the other party reached such a point, Chu Qingxiao did not condemn the other party too much.
He frowned. Although there seemed to be no problem with Mr. Meng's words in terms of logic, at least with Chu Qingxiao's ability, there was really no way to find his flaws, but Chu Qingxiao still felt vaguely that this was wrong...
"Master Chu's heart is like a clear mirror and cannot tolerate sand. This is not a bad thing."
"But if Mr. Chu has read some history books, he will probably find that when the enemy is strong enough, he will use all means to do so."
"Those who want to defeat the strong with the weak but are unwilling to get their hands dirty will probably die without a burial place in the end."
"Sometimes, if you have some means and use some power that is not tolerated by the world, as long as the purpose is good, it is not an unforgivable sin."
"I think Mr. Chu should understand this better than me."
Mr. Meng's voice sounded again. Chu Qingxiao's heart trembled when he heard this and he looked at him.
"What do you mean, sir?"
The eyes behind Mr. Meng's mask narrowed and he stared straight at Chu Qingxiao, speaking with profound meaning.
"I invite Mr. Chu to come. First of all, I want to meet him."
"Secondly, I sincerely invite you to join the Mirror Stage."
"And in order to let Mr. Chu feel my sincerity, the moment Mr. Chu walked into my small courtyard, I had already been honest with Mr. Chu. Do you still want to hide it?"
