For this reason, Wu Mingjin fully affirmed the entire bandit suppression campaign and provided all necessary official support, such as issuing peace notices and issuing wanted documents. In order to avoid the leakage of information during the bandit suppression process, Wang Zhaomin simply went to the police station every day
Bairencheng came to discuss matters. As for the price, of course, the results of the bandit suppression: the heads or prisoners of the bandit leaders were handed over to the county government.
Xiong Buyou entered Daolu Village with the rural social investigation team led by Du Wen the day after the attack on Thirteen Villages.
This work team is composed of students from the rural cadre training center taught by Du Wen and Ma Qianzhu. The army sends two squads of soldiers to protect them. The deputy captain is Dong Weiwei, a popular girl who has a soft spot for Emperor Tianqi.
She had the opportunity to try rural social survey in Ming Dynasty - she had done township propaganda work in another time and space, and was very experienced in rural social work. This time she really wanted to show off her skills in the new time and space.
Not to mention that the locals were surprised that two women came to do social research. Even many people in the travel group found it strange. However, since someone volunteered to do the most difficult social work, everyone naturally wanted to do it.
"Fuck! We fought desperately, and County Magistrate Wu immediately took the credit." Xue Ziliang was very dissatisfied.
Xiong Buyou said: "If you give him some benefits, he will not be interested in us all day long. We don't need this credit anyway. Besides, Mr. Wu's nature is still good, and he is a relatively conscientious official."
"About the heads -" Xue Ziliang was about to say something when he suddenly heard two women's screams outside. The two of them ran out quickly.
At the entrance of the ancestral hall, I saw Du Wen and Dong Weiwei hugging each other, shivering.
"What for? Is there a mouse or a cockroach?" Xiong Buyou was confused.
"Needless to say, this is it." Xue Ziliang pointed at the door of the ancestral hall and pointed at a row of spears, with the heads of bandits killed in the battle stuck on them. Although the blood had been dried with lime, his gray-gray face was black.
Hu Hu's broken neck looked really visceral.
"Captain Xue, isn't this taste a bit too strong?" Even someone like Xiong Buyou, who has seen a lot of scenes of death, felt a little embarrassed.
"This is called intimidation." Xue Ziliang said nonchalantly, "This is a non-security area, and many people are gangsters. Without something scary, no one will be convinced."
"I thought the Yankees weren't interested in this—"
"Intimidating hostile residents is not a new tactic." Xue Ziliang looked at the heads and said, "It's a pity that there is no gang leader from that party, otherwise it would be better to hang it out in his hometown."
"Okay, He Ming's team should be back soon. I'll send people to show them to the public then." Xiong Buyou said, "I'll hang it with you for three days, and then send it to the county government in three days."
Xue Ziliang was very happy: "Deal!"
"What? How many more days will this thing last?" Du Wen felt nauseous.
"Yeah, we need to add a few more heads."
“Then I don’t want to live here anymore——”
"Don't you claim to be a staunch communist? You are not afraid of death for the revolution, but how many heads are you afraid of?" Xue Ziliang teased her.
Du Wen glared at him fiercely, and was about to quote the scriptures to explain that hanging people's heads is not communism and has nothing to do with her revolutionary spirit. Dong Weiwei said: "Forget it, let's live here. I looked at the village and there is no decent one at all.
house." She bravely looked at the heads again, as if she was preparing to adapt to their existence, "It's just a few days anyway, we still have many soldiers and work team members together, so what are we afraid of!"
Du Wen thought the same thing. If she didn't live here, why not live in a common people's house with a thatched roof and a bamboo fence? Anyway, if the head wasn't removed, she would just hide in there and not come out. She just wanted to stay out of sight.
"Okay! Let's just get over it." She nodded solemnly and went in. The team members immediately removed all the ancestral hall signs and lanterns at the gate, and hung up a piece with "Thirteenth" written in thick ink in big letters.
The white stubble wooden sign of "Rural Social Investigation Team Headquarters in the Village Area". A soldier lit a bunch of firecrackers beside the door for fun, and they crackled.
"Another new government office has opened." Xiong Buyou said.
Everyone laughed. At this time, they saw a burly guy wearing an ill-fitting toga striding over. He turned out to be a foreigner. The soldiers found it strange and crowded over to watch.
When the travelers took a look, it turned out to be Lu Ruohua, a Jesuit who had come to talk about missionary matters a few months ago. This man had replaced his crow-like black monk's robe with a blue Songjiang cotton gown and a Liuheyi unified hat on his head.
The ebony crucifix hanging from his neck looked very incongruous.
Behind him was Bai Duolu, with a sad face, carrying a huge luggage bag and a board of white stubble wood.
"My child, just hang the sign here. This is the house given to us by God." Lu Ruohua said seriously.
"Yes, Father." Bai Duolu looked helpless and regretful - why should I admit that I am a believer? Since his Catholic identity was exposed, the Executive Committee has automatically ignored all his other attributes.
Although he refused the title of "Bishop of Lingao", Wen Desi did not let him go and asked him to continue to contribute to the religious affairs of the Cross Group. So it became his honorable task to serve as Lu Ruohua's local escort. The title was made public.
He is a secular priest of Lingao Church, and his secret identity is the deputy director of the Religious Affairs Office of the Executive Committee. The chief director is naturally He Ying - his external title is the Religious Affairs Officer of the Executive Committee.
After Lu Ruohua returned to Lingao from Macau, he brought back a letter of approval from the Jesuits in charge of missionary affairs throughout East Asia and concluded a missionary agreement. He brought with him a large number of Chinese religious books printed in Macau and foreign money - He Ying told him
, the Crossing Group will not provide funds for missionaries, and the Australian church cannot provide funds for the time being. All expenses must be sponsored by the Jesuits.
So Lu Ruohua happily bought a piece of land on a side street in Dongmen City - Dongmen Chuiyu sold it for 200 foreign dollars. Then the missionary hired Lingao Construction Corporation to build a small
The church - Bairencheng Church - will be the location of the Lingao Main Church.
Before the church was completed, Lu Ruohua continued to live in the business building. Every day he made an appointment with Xiong Buyou to learn the language in the business building - he now has no problem communicating in Mandarin, and this time he learned Lingao dialect. Bai
Duolu sincerely admired his enthusiasm and eagerness to learn. After chatting with him, he discovered that this was the third Chinese language Lu Ruohua had learned. Before that, he had already learned Cantonese vernacular and Mandarin. When he had free time
He also discussed issues of ethics with Bai Duolu - of course Bai Duolu couldn't talk about anything new at his level, but Bai Duolu gave him a shocking blow. One day, he took the porter to carry
Came with a box.
"What's the introduction?" Lu Ruohua felt strange. These Australians were not hospitable. He lived in a business building and had to pay rent every day and pay for meals. Although it was not expensive, it was not free. Why did he suddenly give him a gift?
Did you give him something?
"Father, take a look, you will definitely like it." Bai Duolu said with a mysterious smile.
The box was opened, and it was filled with books, as many as twenty or thirty. The binding was very simple. He picked up one at random, and it was a "New and Old Testament" with a Chinese title, and it was still full of ink.
of fresh fragrance.
"This is?!" Lu Ruohua flipped through a few pages and was shocked. His Chinese was still difficult to pronounce, but he was already very proficient in Chinese written language. This was obviously a complete Chinese Bible!
This had a great impact on him. Lu Ruohua knew that so far, including Matteo Ricci, who had achieved the greatest success of the Jesuits in China, no missionary had translated the entire Bible. During this period, only a few excerpts had been translated
Chapters: Luo Mingjian's 1584 translation of "Records of the Holy Spirit of God", Matteo Ricci's 1599 "Records of the Holy Spirit of God", Pontius's "Records of the Passion". Strictly speaking, they are not true translations of the Bible.
It is just an interpretation and arrangement of some of the chapters. The difficulty in grasping the accurate meaning of Chinese is one reason, and the disagreement on the doctrinal issues involved in many of the translations is another reason. What neither the time traveler nor Lu Ruohua knows is that with this
At the same time, the earliest group of Catholics and Western missionaries in China were arguing in a large mansion in the south of the Yangtze River over what word "god" should be translated into.
Lu Ruohua flipped through more than a dozen pages with trembling hands. It was obvious that this translation was smoother and more accurate than any translation he had ever seen, and the wording and sentence construction seemed to be in line with the customary usage of the Chinese people.
“This is the Australian church’s translation?!”
"Exactly." Bai Duolu said with a smile.
"Great, great!" Judging from his appearance, he seemed to kneel down and thank God immediately. "I will send the book sample to Macau for approval from the president..."
"This batch of books was donated to the missionary society by our Australian church." Peter said, "This translation has been circulating in our country for hundreds of years."
The implication is that if nothing happens, please don’t mess with the words in it casually, so as not to cause trouble over the translation issue. Of course Lu Ruohua can understand this meaning, and he naturally has no objection - he found the lost church, and now he has this
The church translated the Chinese Bible, and these achievements alone were enough for him to obtain the Pope's grace when he returned to Rome.
After getting the book, Lu Ruohua seemed to have taken stimulants and went to the church construction site every day to inspect it. However, so far, there is only a wooden sign on the construction site saying "Bairen Church Land", which has been planted with vegetables by hard-working workers, making it lush and lush.
of.
Lingao Construction Corporation was busy with various infrastructure projects. It had been working in two shifts 24 hours a day for several months. There was no time to build a church. When Merlin saw the foreigners who came to pester him every day, he laughed and laughed. Later, he simply
Avoided.
After many unsuccessful attempts to negotiate with He Ying, Lu Ruohua proposed to use a business hall or rent a house by himself to start preaching and worship in advance. However, He Ying politely refused.
"According to our country's laws, religious ceremonies cannot be performed without a religious site. Therefore, you cannot preach without a church." He Ying immediately and sternly refused.
"Is Australia under the rule of such a group of godless people?!" Lu Ruohua often complained to Bai Duolu.
Peter carefully reminded him: Australia is a secular republic."
"I know." Although Lu Ruohua is French, he is no stranger to this Italian specialty.
Just when Lu Ruohua was getting angry because he had nothing to do, He Ying suddenly arrived.
"Father," his words were very gentle and sweet, "we have prepared a church for you, where you can start your missionary work."
After the gangsters of the Party were eliminated, the Thirteen Villages area, which had been controlled by bandits for a long time, fell into the control of the Chuan Chuan Group. However, the long-term turmoil caused a chaotic social environment and sharp contradictions. It is precisely a place that needs religion to "purify" and soothe.
It is a place where people can improve the social atmosphere and stabilize order. Working together with the work team may be able to achieve a two-pronged function. It would be perfect for Lu Ruohua to go and preach.
So, Lu Ruohua and his assistant Bai Duolu came to Daolu Village together.
Bai Duolu hung the sign with the four Chinese characters "Daolu Church" and a line of beautiful Latin cursive characters on the other side of the gate, which complemented the sign of "Social Investigation Task Force". Everyone was amazed.
Tongue. On both sides of the gate of the ancient ancestral hall, there is a white stubble wood sign hanging on each side. Together with the words on it, it has a bit of a modern art feel.
However, Du Wen obviously did not welcome this common tenant. He refused to move in, and was even more opposed to turning part of this place into a "church". Bai Duolu had to step forward to negotiate. After several unsuccessful negotiations, he called again.
Asked the Executive Committee for help. Finally, under Ma Qianju's direct order, Du Wen reluctantly allowed them to enter.
With everyone's coordination, the two sides divided up the ancestral hall: the gate and foyer were shared by both parties. The work team occupied the first, second entrance into the courtyard, and the church occupied the third entrance. The two sides also agreed that neither side would do anything to attack the other inside the gate.
Publicity.
However, the peaceful and friendly atmosphere only lasted for less than a day. The next day, when Du Wen just wanted to remodel the house to better suit his office and living needs, he found that the village's plasterers and carpenters had already renovated the chapel in the third entrance.
Yes - "Father Lu" has a lot of foreign money at his disposal and has an advantage over Du Wen.
"Let's wait and see! Are the people afraid of the American emperor, or the American emperor afraid of the people?" Du Wen's voice echoed in the empty hall.
"He is a missionary sent directly by the Executive Committee. We must pay attention to our attitude." Dong Weiwei reminded her.
"I really don't know what Qianzhi thinks of letting such imperialists engage in feudal superstition."