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Section 154 Fanning the flames

"This is inappropriate." Zhao Yingong immediately raised objections. "The Jesuits know very well that we are the only ones who have the Chinese version of the Old and New Testaments. Many chapters and texts cited in Bo Yang's article are not fundamental in this time and space.

It’s not translated. The Jesuits are not stupid, they must have realized the connection.”

Zhang Yingchen dropped the cherry stem in his hand, picked up a towel and wiped his mouth: "I'm going to use the Scotch version of the Bible..." []

"Is there any difference? No." Zhao Yingong shook his head, "No matter which version you use, we are the only one who has the Chinese version of the Bible. So Bo Yang's article cannot be used - I definitely don't agree."

Zhang Yingchen thought for a while: "How about I rewrite it?"

Zhang Yingchen's idea is to compile materials to attack the church based on the church's existing Chinese Bible stories. Of course, the effect is not as good as Bo Yang's essay.

"It's such a pity." He sighed sadly, as if he was filled with regret. He then asked, "Have you finished the pamphlet I asked you to do?"

"Okay." Zhao Yingong took off a bunch of keys from his waist, opened the padlock on a small cabinet in the study, took out a tightly sealed letter from it, and handed it to Zhang Yingchen. This was printed by the printing house of Wanbi Bookstore.

There are two types of anti-religious pamphlets: one that corrupts Catholicism and the other that corrupts Buddhism. They are both masterpieces of the Truth Office of the Great Library. Zhang Yingchen plans to take advantage of the opportunity of this Hangzhou religious plan to distribute it in large quantities in the local area.

, ruining the reputation of both religions.

"Take it back first and see if there's anything wrong with it. Once you've decided, bring it over as soon as possible and I'll organize people to print it in batches." Zhao Yingong warned.

“Are printers reliable?”

"No problem, they can't leave Fenghuang Villa now, and their family members have all been sent to Lingao by me." Zhao Yingong smiled and said, "Unless they go crazy and don't want their wives and children to live. As soon as the lesson plan is over, I will

These craftsmen will be sent back to Lingao for Zhou Dongtian to use, and another batch of workers will be recruited."

Zhang Yingchen quietly left the city and returned to Qingyunguan before the city gate closed. Now he is very careful every time he goes in and out of Wanbi Bookstore, lest people notice that he has an unusual friendship with Mr. Zhao.

Ming and Qing were waiting for him, leaving tea and rice on the table. He also told him that the master who "combines the great medicine" sent someone to invite him again today.

"What did you say to him?"

"I said, sir, you are traveling and I don't know when you will come back. I will tell you as soon as you come back." Ming Qing was a very smart young man.

"Haha, you're right." Zhang Yingchen gently patted the little Taoist boy on the shoulder. The little Taoist boy was quite handsome... He remembered what happened at Jin Shen's house where he was invited to "combine the medicine" a few days ago.

An interesting thing happened, and a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of my mouth.

"You go to bed first. I still have some things to do. You don't have to wait on me here." The Taoist Master said, gently rubbing the little Taoist's young shoulders.

After Ming and Qing left, he cut off the candle flowers from the candlestick left by the little Taoist priest in the house, and lit a second candle. The illumination of the earthen wax was pitifully low, and it was almost impossible to read and write with just one candle.

Zhang Yingchen casually took a few mouthfuls of tea and rice, pushed the plate away, and opened the small locked box next to his pillow. Inside was his code book. The Office of Religious Affairs has its own independent code book. He does not have his own radio station. He must go through

The radio station in Hangzhou maintains contact with the Religious Affairs Office and Yunji Temple, the headquarters of New Taoism.

He wrote a letter to Dai E:

Fellow Daoist Dai:

The books from the Office of Truth have been received and handed over to the hands of the recipients. It is interesting to watch the old monk perform the Vajra Form.

The anti-religious pamphlet has been polished by the Office of Truth. According to Zhang Haogu, it was written by the naturalized people in his place. I think I underestimated the level of these polite scum. With the Old Testament as a basis, the same people they wrote

He is actually qualified to go to the Silicon System. Although it is still hard to see Lan Ling smiling and having a baby on his back, it is easy to kill Monk Dengcao and his ilk in an instant.

Actors were regarded as lowly by Zhu Chongba, but these lovely artistic performers are indispensable in this academic debate. If "The Four Scholars" does not have Song Shixiong, what is the meaning of this story? Starting tomorrow, some risqués

The jokes will be spread by word of mouth on this earth and in heaven.

Off-topic: I really can’t stand the fun of those boring literati who are pretenders. A few days ago, I was actually confessed to by a child who sings Xiaodan. It is a crime to attack a shota, and it is even more evil to attack a young lady. Can a pretender raise a vigorous young man?

I think it's very difficult. Otherwise, we can just make a rule in the future, and Daosheng students must participate in militia military training and queue drills every year.

After he finished writing the letter, he used a code pad to compile it into a code. The day after tomorrow, a traffic officer from Hangzhou Station would come to collect his message.

Tomorrow, the wind will blow even harder in the city of Hangzhou. Zhang Yingchen went to bed with a satisfied smile.

The Hangzhou Mission Plan was just a small religious controversy in the old time and space. Except for the Catholics of the Hangzhou Church and the Buddhists who challenged them, it did not create much of a stir in the city. Generally speaking, there was no

It goes beyond the scope of theological debate between the two sides.

But this time, the lesson plan that was instigated by the Taoist Master went in another direction. The wave it set off greatly exceeded Huang Zhen and others' expectations.

On this day, Gao Xuan came to Wanbi Bookstore to read as usual, reading a collection of ancient and modern books. He had just sat down, drank a sip of hot tea, and was sitting quietly waiting for his sweat to dry up a little, when he suddenly heard Chang in the bright room outside Wenxi Hall.

Several scholars were talking loudly and frothing at the mouth. Gao Xuanyuan didn't care: these people often argued there and talked about some incomprehensible and incomprehensible things. Gao Xuanyuan probably knew that they were all members of the Yangmei style.

But the content of what they talked about today was different from usual. It seemed to be about the Western Cross Cult. The Cross Cult has a local temple and a few bearded Western monks. There are quite a few local gentry and scholars who believe in it, and there are also many Gao Xuan.

I've heard it said to some extent, but I've never known much about it.

Don't really care either.

The content he heard at this moment was all "sexy" and could be called "very pornographic and violent", and he couldn't help but pricked up his ears. He heard someone talking about all kinds of obscene things in the cross religion, which was very interesting.

People were attentive and some were booing from time to time.

Gao Xuan originally wanted to study quietly, but the nonsense they talked about aroused his itch. He couldn't even read the book anymore. He couldn't help but put down the book and walked to the side room.

The momentum of the discussion in the wing has attracted most of the Confucian scholars and scholars in Wenxi Hall, and they gathered outside to listen to the people inside.

The person talking most enthusiastically in the wing was a man with a big face and a date-stone head. He was tall, with a pair of bright little eyes, a mustache, a thin neck, a big head, and a rosy complexion. He didn't look like a peaceful man.

Although he is wearing a tattered straight suit, he does not look like he is studying at all.

Gao Xuan knew about this person - his name was Zhuang Haoren. He was originally a son of a local aristocratic family. He had read a lot of books when he was young. After his family fell behind, he wandered around the city and became a "loafer". It is said that he made gold and burned silver.

He lost a piece of the beard on his face before he was able to practice. Later, he helped out at the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, telling the "Skinny Horses" the rhythms of Qu Pai Ci Pai, and also drew erotic pictures for the bookstore's novels. Of course, there was also the gathering of people to fight.

Such things. In short, this is a typical "gentle scumbag".

Although Zhuang Haoren behaved badly, he had a lot of knowledge, some medical skills, and had a lot of experience in Wang Shouren's "Xinxue". When he had free time, he would talk to others. After the opening of Wanbi Bookstore, Zhuang Haoren

From time to time, he would come in and out here to read and chat with others. Zhao Yingong treated everyone who came to read equally, as long as he could abide by the order in the bookstore.

"... Let's go and take a look at this Christian bezoar dog treasure!" Zhuang Haoren saw that the atmosphere was almost over, he raised his arms and shouted, and he took the audience with him and ran away. A few days ago, he

He had already collected money from someone and asked him to bring some scholars to Tianshuiqiao to make trouble for the church people and make a big fuss.

Zhuang Haoren had no ill feelings towards foreign monks, and he had no quarrel with religious scholars and people, but since he had accepted people's money, of course he had to work, and he incited all the scholars in Wanbi Bookstore - more than half of them.

We went to see the excitement. Everyone wanted to see which one was better, the Zen monk or the Thai priest.

Gao Xuan couldn't help but follow the crowd towards Tianshui Bridge.

Many people have gathered here at Tianshui Bridge. In addition to ordinary citizens, many are dressed as scholars, and some are monks and Taoists. They are all walking in, hoping to squeeze in front of the church to have a look.

A lively one.

Gao Xuan heard loud noises from a distance. From time to time, laughter and shouts could be heard. He involuntarily quickened his pace and walked in the direction of the sound.

After finally squeezing my way to the front, I saw a group of Confucian scholars and a few monks in scarves and robes gathered in front of the church. There were about a dozen people there, making noisy noises and pointing. Several articles were posted on the wall of the church.

, Gao Xuan tried his best to get closer and take a closer look, and he could barely guess that the titles were "The First Theory of Discriminating Heaven", "The Second Theory of Differentiating Heaven" and "The Theory of Zhengwang".

Gao Xuan has not read these three articles, but under the secret operation of Zhang Daozhang, these three articles have long been printed as public notices and distributed in the streets and alleys of the city to build momentum. Although Huang Zhen, Zhang and others did not know what was going on,

Thinking that he had received a lot of help, he became more energetic and went to the church door every day to call for a debate.

However, the church in Hangzhou adopted the same countermeasures as it had in history. No matter how you yelled and yelled outside, I stood still and calm as if I were a mountain. I ignored you and attended to the masses. The ceremony was held as usual, as if I turned a blind eye.

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