Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 923
"This is inappropriate." Zhao Yingong immediately objected. "The Society of Jesus is very clear that we are the only ones who have a Chinese version of the Old and New Testaments. Many chapters quoted by Bo Yang's article have not been translated in this time and space. The Society of Jesus is not stupid, they must be aware of it contact."

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

"Is there a difference? No." Zhao Yingong shook his head, "No matter what version you use, only our family has the Chinese version of the Bible. So Bo Yang's article cannot be used——I definitely disagree."

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

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

"It's really a pity." He sighed wryly, as if he couldn't bear the regret.He then asked, "Have I asked you to get the pamphlet ready?"

"Okay." Zhao Yingong took off a bunch of keys from his waist, unlocked the padlock on a small cabinet in the study, took out a tightly sealed letter from it, and handed it to Zhang Yingchen.This is a sample of the anti-religious pamphlets printed by the printing house of Wanbi Shufang.There are two kinds: one is to corrupt Catholicism and the other is to corrupt Buddhism. They are all masterpieces of the Truth Office of the Great Library.Zhang Yingchen planned to take advantage of the opportunity of the Hangzhou teaching case to distribute it in large quantities in the local area to tarnish the reputation of the two religions.

"Take it back first to see if there's anything wrong with it. After you've made a decision, bring it here quickly. I'll organize people to print it in batches." Zhao Yingong urged.

"Are printers reliable?"

"No problem, they can't leave Fenghuang Villa half a step now, and their family members have sent me to Lingao." Zhao Yingong smiled, "Unless they go crazy and don't want their wives and children to die. When the lesson plan is over, I will send them to Lingao." Send these craftsmen back to Lingao for Zhou Dongtian's use, and recruit another batch of workers."

Zhang Yingchen quietly left the city and returned to Qingyun Temple before the city gate was closed. Now he is very careful every time he enters and exits Wanbi Bookstore, so as not to let people realize that he has an unusual friendship with this Master Zhao.

Ming and Qing are waiting for him, tea and rice are left on the table.And 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 long ago that you have been wandering around, 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.

"Hehe, that's not bad." Zhang Yingchen patted Xiaodaotong on the shoulder lightly. This Xiaodaotong had a pretty face... He remembered an interesting incident that happened a few days ago at the Jishen's house where he was invited to "heal the medicine". A smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

"Go to sleep first, I still have some things to do. You don't need to wait on me here." The Taoist priest said, rubbing the young Taoist priest's immature shoulders lightly.

After the Ming and Qing Dynasties left, he cut off the candles from the candlestick that the little Taoist priest left in the house, and lit a second candle. write.

Zhang Yingchen casually ate a few mouthfuls of tea and rice, pushed the plate away, and opened the small box with a lock next to his pillow. Inside was his code book—the Religious Affairs Office has its own independent code book, and he does not have his own radio station. Keep in touch with the Religious Affairs Office and Yunji Temple, the headquarters of New Taoism, through the Hangzhou Station radio station.

He wrote a letter to Dai E:

Fellow Daoist Dai:
The book from the Office of Truth has been received and handed over to the recipient. It is interesting to watch the old monk make a Vajra image.

The anti-religion pamphlet has been polished by the Office of Truth—according to Zhang Haogu, it was written by the naturalized people there.I think I underestimated the level of these gentle scum.Relying on the book of the Old Testament, the colleagues they wrote are actually qualified to be listed in Sitong. Although it is still difficult to hope that Lanling Xiaoxiao will be born, it is easy to kill Monk Dengcao in seconds.

Actors are regarded as cheap by Zhu Chongba, but these lovely art performers are indispensable in this academic debate-if Song Shixiong is not included in "Four Scholars", what is the meaning of this story?Starting tomorrow, some indecent jokes will be passed on from word to mouth in this heaven on earth.

Digression: I really can't stand the fun of those boring literati's pseudo-mothers. A few days ago, I was actually confessed by a child who sang Xiaodan.It is a crime to attack Zhengtai, and it is even more evil for Luotai. Can a pseudo-mother cultivate a vigorous youth?I find it difficult.Otherwise, just make a rule in the future, every year Daosheng will participate in militia military training, plus queue drills.

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After writing the letter, he used the cipherbook to compile it into a cipher——the day after tomorrow, a traffic officer from Hangzhou Station will come to collect his telegram.

Tomorrow, the gale of lesson plans in Hangzhou will blow even stronger.Zhang Yingchen went to bed with a satisfied smile.

The Hangzhou missionary case was nothing more than a small religious controversy in the old time and space.Except for the members of the Catholic Hangzhou Church and the Buddhists who fought against it, there was not much excitement in the city.In general, it is not beyond the scope of the theological debate between the two sides.

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

Gao Xuan still came to Wanbi Bookstore to study this day—as usual, he was looking at the collection of ancient and modern books. A few scholars in the room were talking loudly and frothingly.Gao Xuanyuan didn't care too much: These few people often argue there on weekdays, talking about some inexplicable things.Gao Xuan probably knew that they were all from Yangmingliu.

But what they talked about today was different from usual, it seemed to be something about Christianity.There are temples of Christianity in the local area, and there are a few bearded Taixi monks. There are quite a few gentry and scholars in the local area who believe in Christianity. Gao Xuan has heard of it more or less, but he knows little about it—and doesn’t care much about it.

But what he heard now was "colorful" - it could be called "very pornographic and violent", so he couldn't help pricking up his ears.I heard someone talking about all kinds of filth in Christianity, people talked about it with gusto, and people listened attentively, and from time to time there were people booing.

Gao Xuan originally wanted to concentrate on studying, but this would be aroused by their nonsense instead.I can't even look at books anymore.Can't help but put down the book and walk to the side room.

The momentum of the discussion in the side room has already attracted most of the Confucian scholars and scholars in Wenxi Hall, and they gathered outside to listen to what they said.

I saw that the one who talked most vigorously in the wing room was a man with a big pie face and a jujube pit head. He was tall and had a pair of piercing small eyes, a mustache, a slender neck and a big head, and a ruddy complexion.Doesn't look like a peaceful person.Although he was wearing tattered straight clothes, he didn't look like a scholar at all.

But Gao Xuan knew about this person——this person's name was Zhuang Haoren, he was originally a son of a local family, he had read a lot of books when he was young, and after his family fell down, he wandered around in the city and became a "vagrant".It is said that he burnt gold and burned silver - he burned off a piece of beard on his face before he could refine it. Later, he helped out in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, told the "thin horses" the rhythm of Qupaicipai, and painted erotic palaces for novels in the bookstore. Of course, there are also things like gathering people to fight.In short, this is a typical "gentle scum".

Although Zhuang Haoren behaves badly, he has a lot of knowledge in his belly, he has some medical skills, and he has a lot of experience in Wang Shouren's "heart learning", and he also talks with others when he has leisure time.After the opening of Wanbi Bookstore, Zhuang Haoren would come and go here to read and chat with people from time to time.Zhao Yingong treats everyone who reads the book equally, as long as he can abide by the order in the bookstore.

"...Let's go, let's go and see this Christian bezoar dog treasure!" Seeing that the atmosphere was getting better, Zhuang Haoren raised his arms and took the audience away with a whimper.A few days ago, he had already received money from others, and asked him to bring some scholars and scholars to Tianshui Bridge to embarrass the people of the church and make a big noise.

Zhuang Haoren didn't have any bad feelings towards foreign monks, and he didn't have any problems with religious scholars, but since he took people's money, of course he had to work, and he incited all the scholars in Wanbi Bookstore - more than half of them It was to watch the excitement, and everyone wanted to see which one was better, the Zen monk or the Taixi priest.

Gao Xuan also involuntarily followed the crowd towards Tianshui Bridge.

At Tianshui Bridge, many people have already gathered. Apart from ordinary citizens, many of them are dressed as scholars, and some are monks and priests. They all walk in, trying to squeeze in front of the church. lively.

Gao Xuan heard a loud noise from a distance.There were laughter and shouts from time to time, and he couldn't help speeding up his pace, walking towards the direction of the sound.

After finally squeezing to the front, I saw a group of Confucian scholars in square scarves and Taoist robes and a few monks gathered in front of the church. There were about a dozen of them, clamoring and pointing.There were several bulletins posted on the screen wall of the church, Gao Xuan tried his best to look over them carefully, and he could barely identify the titles as "Bian Tian Chu Shuo", "Bian Tian Er Shuo" and "Zheng Hua Shuo".

Gao Xuan has never read these three articles, but under Zhang Daochang's secret operation, these three articles have long been printed as posters and distributed in the streets and alleys of the city to build momentum.Although Huang Zhen, Zhang Tian and others didn't know what to do, they thought that they could get help from others, and they became more energetic. They went to the church door every day to call for battle, asking the church to come out to debate.

However, the church in Hangzhou took the same countermeasures as in history. No matter how much you yell and shout outside, I will stand still and be as safe as Mount Tai.Come and ignore it.Dispersed and looked after, the ceremony was held as usual, so that it seemed to turn a blind eye.

(End of this chapter)