Qi Dangxian relied on his eloquent words to get over this incident. His mental journey was uneventful and he could even be said to be calm.
After all, even the confrontation between Xiang Dongqing and Yang Guanguan has been dealt with, so what does this small scene mean?
Of course, it was also because Li Yunwan asked his father Li Longyi to come over. There was a third party force, which also slightly eased the direct conflict between the two.
"Hey, the Yong Ye Army is having a hard time. I have cleared my name, but they can't follow me to clear my name."
"The most important thing is that the Yongye Army is on my side, so it will naturally become a thorn in the side of those people."
Qi Dangxian sighed secretly and thought about it for a while, but there really was no good solution to this matter.
After all, he can't donate billions to everyone and donate their identities to clear their names, right? The price is too high, even the richest man in the world can't bear it.
After Qi Dangxian made an agreement with Jiang Qingyue, he went to check on Qiao Qiumeng's condition. The injury had stabilized and he was in a comatose state. With the blessing of the holy water, the cells in the body were highly active, and the recovery speed of the injury would naturally be
Follow up and speed up.
Qi Dangxian faced the old priest and said, "Father, I'm sorry to trouble you here. Please help me take care of it. If anything happens, just contact me at any time."
The old priest nodded and agreed: "Don't worry, Archbishop, this is what I should do."
As he said that, Qi Dangxian suddenly thought of an idea. Wasn't the Nanyang Cathedral about to be built? That would definitely require a group of holy knights!
He is the dignified archbishop of the Southern District, who dominates the south and is targeted by all major heretics. How can he have no defense force?
"However, the establishment of the Holy Knights requires the approval of the Pope... Hey, I have to communicate with this bad old man again. He probably hates me now!" Qi Dangxian sighed helplessly.
Thinking about it, he went out and called the Pope.
After receiving the call from Qi Dangxian, the Pope's tone was obviously impatient, and he said angrily: "What's the matter? Tell me quickly!"
Qi Dangxian felt a little unhappy after hearing this. When he was collecting the money, he asked someone to call him the Holy Son who carried the spirit of Samson. After that, he was also talking about an archbishop. Now after collecting the money, he has become so impatient?
"Ahem, your Majesty the Pope, didn't I annihilate eighteen heretics before?" Qi said casually.
"The holy water has been mailed to you." The Pope said coldly, "I don't want it anymore unless you pay for it!"
Qi Dangxian couldn't help coughing and said: "I don't want to say this, I want to say that I crippled the Dracula sect, and now all the heretics are eyeing me and want my life.
I even want to destroy the Nanyang Cathedral!”
While chatting with the Pope, Qi Dingyi sat down next to Jiang Qingyue. His big hands naturally fell on the other person's beautiful legs, rubbing back and forth on the quadriceps.
The Pope frowned and said, "So, what do you want to say? Do you want me to ask Robben to send a few people over to protect you?"
"Haha... with your skills, I'm afraid those people will become a burden to you when they come, right?"
"Don't beat around the bush with me here. If you have any nonsense, just say it quickly! I haven't been in a good mood lately."
Qi Dangxian smiled and said: "The number of the Holy Knights is also very limited. The defense work in the Holy See is already very stretched. How can I dare to ask your Majesty for people? What I mean is this -"
"How about your Majesty give me an organization of the Holy Knights, and let me select the Holy Knights myself to defend the majesty of our Holy Religion!"
"After all, once the Nanyang Cathedral is completed, it will definitely become a thorn in the flesh of all major heretics. If I don't have any available soldiers, will I have to be beaten passively?"
Qi Dingxian's words made the Pope feel that there was some truth.
However, he was not a fool. He only said coldly: "If I remember correctly, you have a very good relationship with the Chen family in Nanyang. They are like earth emperors in Nanyang. With their help, you are afraid that you will not be able to save a big man."
church?"
Qi Bingxian said: "Your Majesty, you don't know that the situation of the Chen family is not very good now. The hands of the Americans are very long, and the aircraft carrier has sailed near the Nanyang Kingdom! Even if they want to help me, they may not be able to help me.
I can spare it. So, I have no choice but to find a way on my own!"
The Pope said indifferently: "Do you know what kind of assessments and tests the Holy See needs to go through to select a holy knight? What kind of piety towards our Holy Religion is required?"
Qi Dangxian said hurriedly: "I guarantee that the person I choose will be absolutely pious and will not betray our Holy Religion! I established this Holy Knights entirely for the development of the Holy Religion and for the Holy Lord's will to be carried out more smoothly.
On the road to Nanyang."
The Pope didn't want to listen to Qi Bingxian's nonsense at all, because he knew that the archbishop he chose was not pious enough, let alone the person he wanted to select as a holy knight? Let a rebel form an army? Are you kidding me?
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"No, I will never allow you to do this. The Holy Knight is an existence that serves the Holy Lord and symbolizes the bright and majestic image of our holy religion. You will never be allowed to mess around!" the Pope said without letting up at all.
Qi Dang couldn't help but feel helpless after hearing this. To the Holy See, the Holy Knights were equivalent to the army under the emperor in ancient times.
As an archbishop, he is equivalent to a local official. How can a local official form an army at will without the emperor's permission? Moreover, it is still in the name of the royal family.
"It's impossible to give you a spot as a Holy Knight, but you can form the Knights of Holy Light." The Pope said calmly.
The Pope is also a man who understands things clearly. The importance of the Nanyang Cathedral is self-evident to him, because once orthodoxy becomes popular in Nanyang, he will have hundreds of millions of devout believers for nothing! This is very important to him.
It's something that is almost impossible to refuse.
When Qi Dang heard this, he immediately became happy and said: "Knights of Holy Light, what do you have to say?"
The Pope calmly said: "There is no explanation, it is just a difference in name, but it can also be included in the establishment of our Holy See."
Qi Bingxian said: "Okay, okay, your Majesty, please issue a document. I will form the Knights of Holy Light to defend the Nanyang Cathedral!"
"Haha..." The Pope smiled coldly, "How many people do you want to build an organization?"
"This...one hundred?" Qi Bingxian asked with some anxiety, his fingers couldn't help but grasp Gao Mei's long legs.
Jiang Qingyue patted his arm gently and pouted in dissatisfaction. Obviously, this scratch caused her a little pain.
The pope's eyes couldn't help but become cold, and he said: "One hundred?! My holy knights are only one hundred and one in total."
Qi Dangran laughed dryly.
The Pope said: "More money has to be added!"
Qi Dangxian felt like he was being strangled thousands of miles away by an invisible hand around his throat, and in his heart ten thousand grass and mud horses were rushing past.