After arriving in Northeast Rus, the former Metropolitan of Ilarion left the rising city after the church in Moscow was largely completed.
He could not let the prosperous city corrode his spiritual pursuit of truth again, so he left the maintenance of the Moscow church to his former subordinates, and he took his followers to the wilderness and built a temple of spiritual pursuit.
The former metropolitan's willpower is very admirable. He quickly gave up his pampering habits and picked up the simplicity and humility of the past. This made his followers even more fanatical. Many people thought that they were following a group of people.
A future saint.
The monastery built by Hilarion was near Rostov. The location was partly motivated by the need to help the prince strengthen his influence over the city. The former metropolitan ultimately sided with the Moscow prince.
But more importantly, it is to spread the gospel of the Lord. The haze of paganism can still be seen everywhere in Rostov, and Ilarion is determined to turn this place into a real city of Christ, not with swords, but with preaching and words.
, let the pagans voluntarily submit to the glory of God.
The former metropolitan now wears coarse linen and linen and works like an ordinary farmer. At night, he also performs ascetic practices, and sometimes takes on the mission of preaching and preaching.
He lives in a simple wooden house, which is even luxurious to him. After all, even Lord Ilarion has picked up the old habit of using the sky as his bed and the earth as his bed again.
As the former metropolitan of all Russia, Hilarion was also a theologian with a national reputation. His attainments in theology were no less than his practical work experience. Therefore, the powerful people in Rostov always
They will come to listen to Hilarion's preaching. This is an extremely precious opportunity for them.
The dignitaries all did this, and the citizens and farmers naturally followed suit and came to visit and listen to the sermons one after another. Even the priest stationed in the Rostov church came to learn from it.
And they were all impressed by Hilarion's quick thinking and wonderful sermons, and even pagans converted to Christianity under his preaching. These made Hilarion's reputation even more broadcast, and those who came were naturally visible to the naked eye.
Increase
As a result, Hilarion's monastery became more and more lively, and the people coming and going made this wilderness with only six wooden houses, a simple church, and a simple courtyard wall extremely lively.
As the number of people increased, people naturally lived here. Some devout believers moved their homes and built their wooden houses, just to get closer to the saints in their hearts. Some people who wanted to seek asylum also came here to start a new life.
, and some come here to gain wealth after seeing the business opportunities brought by the gathering of people.
A new town with the monastery as its core is rising at the speed of the naked eye. Now there are hundreds of residents here, but it is only a matter of time before it exceeds a thousand.
The area that was once full of trees has been cleared to provide fuel and materials for the newly emerging city, and the trees further away are still being cut down.
The monastery in Hilarion also had a different role. Since a large number of nobles gathered here to listen to sermons, it gradually became a place for nobles to communicate with each other. They were either business dignitaries or the lords of the city.
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"I never thought that at my age I could still see the rise of a new city."
In a two-story tavern near the monastery, Sanya of the Kurkantha family opened the window and looked at the bustling crowd below and said.
It's just that although he said this in his mouth, there was a different meaning in his eyes, and he was obviously thinking about other things.
"Don't look at it, old man. There is something more serious. Why don't we go and fight Olaf? This time the Bulgar army is attacking. How can that little prince stop the Bulgar army? Now we don't seize this opportunity.
, when will we catch it?”
Sasha yelled behind his father, who was blushing now, because at the previous meeting, his father announced in front of other nobles that everything he said was invalid, and the Kurkantha family would not plan with anyone.
This was a slap in the face. He had promised these nobles that his father would definitely participate, but then his father did the exact opposite of what he had promised. Sasha no longer knew how he survived.
That embarrassing time.
Sania ignored this son who he regarded as useless and just continued to look at everything below silently, while Sasha continued to speak jealously.
"So many people said that if the family takes the lead, they will follow us. This is an opportunity to replace the Rurik boy as the ruler of the land behind the forest. What's more, the Bulgars are only here for Kashen. The worst we can do is to join the Bulgars.
.But what did you say? You first insulted Olaf's envoy, and then told other people that the family would not only not join, but would also side with that prince and give all the family's power to him."
"What are you thinking? And even if you don't betray, why don't we just sit back and watch? Now you are siding with the prince. Why do you want to take refuge in a loser? He can't face the Bulgar army.
Winning."
Sasha complained hoarsely about his father's behavior. In his opinion, his father was leading the family to the end.
But old Sanya's expression remained unchanged. Finally, when Sasha said that he wanted to find Olaf by himself, he spoke.
"Don't go. I told the prince a long time ago about Olaf's intention to rebel. The prince's team to clean up that guy should already be on the way."
His father's words were as cold as ice and made Sasha choke. The next words made it even more difficult for the young man to accept.
"And after today, I decided to report to Lord Rostislav the names of all those who accepted bribes from the Bulgars and who planned to stand still."
"You...you..."
Sasha murmured feebly, cooperating with him as he jumped up and down these days, connecting everywhere. As a result, everything was arranged behind his father's back, and he was completely fooled, just like a bear being played by a bear charmer.
"Father! Why are you doing this to me? Why don't you believe that I can bring a better future to the family now? I have obviously achieved so many achievements in business..."
"Achievements? You just followed the path I paved, Sasha, don't be too proud. It's me, not you, who is carrying the family's responsibility." Anger finally appeared in Sania's tone, "Don't be smart, don't think too much.
Take care of it, no one can help you when something happens! Not even me!"
"Now, go back to Rostov immediately and do what you should do. I'm here, don't make any trouble for me!"
Sania's last words were like a roar, and Sasha finally flinched in the face of his father's rage. He lowered his head and left honestly.
He knew in his heart that he was his father's pawn after all, and he did not have the guts to disobey his father's orders. This was the case before, and it is still the case now.
Watching his son leave, Sania also sighed. He also wanted to let go of the family to his son, but this time it was too important. Sania could only make the decision personally. If the boy decided, the family would not be able to do anything.