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Feng Sen couldn't answer Gisela's question. If it was hundreds of years later, this could of course be discussed, but now, Heavenly Father is politically correct.

"Feng Sen, maybe I should bid farewell to the embrace of the heavenly father, I am not yet able to understand His greatness."

"Do you love your career as a nun?"

"Of course, I lead the children to learn about Heavenly Father, teach the ignorant to distinguish right from wrong, and help the injured. This is a very meaningful thing." Gisela's eyes once again showed the compassion and emptiness that Feng Sen had when he first saw her.

After a while of thinking, Feng Sen finally decided to tell a white lie, and he said slowly: "Gisela, in fact, it is like this, maybe the original intention of the heavenly father is not like this, and the church distorted the meaning of the heavenly father, which caused these misunderstandings and pain..."

Gisela immediately put out her hand to cover his mouth, and said sternly: "Don't die, this is blasphemy, it's terrible if people in the church hear it."

"So it's profaning the church instead of the heavenly Father?" Feng Sen licked Gisela's palm with his tongue, and she immediately took her hand back with a blushing face as if she had been electrocuted.

After hitting Feng Sen lightly, Gisela pouted and replied, "Is there a difference?"

"Of course, the church will not agree with my words, but I don't think Heavenly Father may." Glancing at Gisela, Feng Sen seemed to have made up his mind, "I'll prove it to you."

As he spoke, he put his hands together and slightly raised his head to the sky: "Isaiah, if your spirit can see the world through my eyes, and if your spirit can hear the world through my ears, please help me Send down a cold coat to warm the poor and compassionate! If we walk on the right path!"

As soon as Feng Sen finished speaking, Gisela's body stiffened as if frozen, because not far above her obliquely, a cotton padded jacket with a big red cross appeared out of thin air, it really appeared out of thin air!She saw it with her own eyes!

When the cotton coat slowly fell into Gisela's hands, she was shaking like a sieve as she pulled it. She looked at the cotton coat with the cross printed in front of her eyes in confusion, her voice rolled in her throat, but she couldn't utter a single word. , when she could really speak, her voice was so out of tune that Feng Sen almost thought it was someone else.

"This is a miracle! This is a miracle!" When Gisela looked at Feng Sen again, a golden light of love almost appeared in her eyes.

"Since I came here, it has been like this. Whenever I encounter difficulties or need help, the heavenly father or Isaiah always provides me with blessings. Sometimes it is a piece of clothing, sometimes it is 130 sets of horse armor——Isaiah's thirteen disciples."

Feng Sen held Gisela's hand, "Since He wanted me to come to this world, there must be a reason for it. I think one of them should be to correct the mistakes of the church, but the heresy in the church is too strong now, so we should not go too far." Zhang Yang..."

Gisela nodded numbly and dully. The impact of this scene was so great that her mind went blank. She didn't listen to Feng Sen's words, and she didn't even know how to get back to the barracks.

And there was Felix who felt the same way as her.

When leaving with Gisela in his arms, Feng Sen didn't notice that there was still a reed field by the river.

Not long after Feng Sen left, Felix staggered and fell out of the reeds. He looked at the place where Gisela and Feng Sen had sat, his eyes seemed to be burning wildly.

He didn't know whether it was the arrangement of the heavenly father or the guidance of fate that brought him here.

Originally, Felix left politely with the idea of ​​not listening to evil, but when he saw the cotton coat that appeared out of thin air, he couldn't move anymore.

The rumors of the Saxons were actually true. Feng Sen was a demigod, but he was not their "demigod", but the messenger of Isaiah who came to the world!

Yes, how is it possible?An army of thousands of people appeared out of thin air?Are they all well equipped?These people from Siris are not so much an army from Siris as they are heavenly soldiers from the kingdom of heaven!

After standing there for a long time, Felix's eyes gradually turned from fanaticism and confusion to firmness. Facing the starlight all over the sky, he strode towards his camp.

Chapter 189 New Frankish Text

"Grant full power? Your Highness, do you know how much power this gives to that Sirisian?"

Alcuin's unbelievable voice echoed in the study.

This study in the corner of Bremen, covered by thorns and black willows, used to be the library of Bremen. After the Vikings broke through Bremen, most of the books were moved to the worship of God in Hamburg. Priory.

Sitting behind the desk, under the candlelight, the particles in the air were flying in all directions, and Charlie looked at Alcuin and Diodorf with some headaches.

Even Diodorf was against Charlie's decision this time. He didn't want to be labeled as a traitor if Feng Sen rebelled one day.

"Your Highness, let's think it over carefully." Diodorf grabbed his slightly curly brown hair. "Of course I agree with Feng Sen's recommendation, but it is too radical to give him full power in this way. This is equivalent to making Saxony his private territory. To be honest, I have never seen anyone, even a member of the royal family, have such power and honor."

"Your Highness, such power is too great." Earl Eric also chimed in.

"I know what you want to say." Charlie pointed to the pile of scrolls on the table, "But I also have my own reasons. Have you read all of these?"

Alkun nodded, with an astonished expression on his face: "No wonder the Saracens often say that even if wisdom is far away in Siris, they have to travel thousands of miles to seek it. The wisdom of the Sirisians in governing the country is indeed something to be desired. I can't even believe that this really exists, or that Feng Sen deceived us."

"It really exists." Charlie took out a booklet from his sleeve, "It records the origin of their county system, but according to the booklet, if you want to fully realize this county system, I'm afraid It will take three generations of uninterrupted efforts.”

"But what does it have to do with the fact that you granted Feng Sen full authority?" Diodorf picked up the pamphlet and read it carefully.

Charlie stood up and came to the window. Through the pane, he looked out at the willow tree, whether it was blackened or originally black: "Confucianism is mentioned here, have you seen it?"

"I have some understanding, but judging from these documents, the Confucian love of Siris for parents and relatives is really too much." Alkun commented bitterly, "They don't seem to realize that their so-called 'Heaven ’, is in essence the Father.

There are no accidents in the world, everything is arranged by the Heavenly Father, they did not see the essence of the Heavenly Father, but only saw the appearance of the Heavenly Father, and there are even lies that people will be able to defeat the 'Heaven', the Heaven is the Heavenly Father, How can a mortal overcome the Father?They think they have won the victory, but in fact it is the arrangement of the heavenly Father. "

"But we also have to admit." Charlie turned around, the starlight penetrated the pane and sprinkled on his shoulders, "Ru did let a country three times our territory stand in the sky without a heavenly father the other side of the

"Keru is suitable for Siris, is it really suitable for us?" Diodorf asked with a tacit understanding.

"I don't know either, so I need to try. Just like a farmer, when planting new crops, he often doesn't change all the crops, but uses a small field to try it first. Promote." Charlie clicked on the map on the desktop, "This is the new field where I try to plant Confucianism."

"But..." Earl Eric hesitated to speak.

Charlie smiled disdainfully: "I know what you mean, isn't it because Feng Sen will rebel? Let him build it, and I can defeat him at any time.

This time Saxon is the test given to him by the heavenly father. If he fails, the strength in my hand is enough to crush him to death.But if he passes, it means that I have obtained the will of the Father again and found a way for Frank to surpass Rome.Since the gain is much greater than the investment, why not take a gamble? "

Several Paladin scholars in the study looked at each other, and could only nod helplessly and said, "Okay."

Just when these people were about to leave, Charlie stopped them again: "Everyone, this matter is not over yet."

"What's your proposal, Your Highness?"

"Although it will take several generations to implement counties, there are also some short-term policies that are very important to me." Charlie flicked the book in his hand, "In my opinion, the one in the book named victory Emperor, there are several policies worthy of reference when unifying the six countries, that is, the same text for books, the same track for cars, and the unification of weights and measures.

It is not difficult to have the same track for cars and unify weights and measures. We can try to implement it first. The most important problem is actually that the books are the same. "

Alcuin hurried forward and bowed: "Franken is already being designed and created, and you will see it soon."

"No, our Frankish is based on Latin, which will cause a problem." Charlie's lively eyes showed the light of wisdom, "The reason for the same text is because their text is a picture, so even if it is different Language people can still communicate through text.

And Latin is phonetic. Even if we create a new Frankish alphabet, the characters will be different according to different languages ​​in different places. Therefore, in addition to the ongoing Frankish script, I want you to create another set based on the Cyris script. Frankish text. "

Diodorf's eyes widened: "But we don't know how to write Cyris."

"So you are going to learn." Charlie yawned and said without raising his head, "You each sent a few apprentices and priests to Hamburg to learn Celestine from the local Bishop Kelvin and start creating, understand?"

Diodorf and Alcuin looked at each other, and continued to reply helplessly: "Of order, Your Highness."

After leaving the study room and walking under the cold night sky, Alkun couldn't help but let out a long sigh. For some reason, his bad feeling towards Feng Sen still couldn't be dispelled, but the ability and benefits that Feng Sen showed were still there. Let Alcuin want to stop.

A dynastic state whose territorial boundaries are more than three times that of theirs, whose inheritance has not been cut off for generations, and which has only one highly centralized emperor inside.

The most important thing is that, unlike Rome, they also grew up from enfeoffment, and they can provide Frank with valuable experience and guidance every step of the way, which is really crucial for the Paladin scholars who are trying to centralize power.

"Bishop Alcuin."

A somewhat gloomy voice startled Alkun. Alkun turned his head and saw Malarjiji standing alone behind him, staring at him with a smile.

"So it was you, Malajiji." The expression on Alkun's face relaxed, "Are you looking for me?"

"Your Highness Charlie is going to send a group of priests to Hamburg to learn Celestine?" Malarjiji rubbed his knuckles with his broad fingers, half of his thin face was hidden in the darkness under the hood, "I also have a few Apprentice, can I let my apprentices and your apprentices enter Hamburg to gain knowledge?"

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Chapter 1: The Golden Hoop, The Golden Hoop, There Are Too Many Golden Hoops

After more than a year of war, Bremen was finally a lot cleaner. After a cock crowed, a little smoke rose from the tents in Bremen, and the voices of people gradually became more prosperous.

With the capture of Vidukind, Uda's death, news of Siegfried's escape spread throughout Saxony, and the whole of Saxony settled down. The nearly three-year war made everyone exhausted, even if they hated the Franks, the Saxons would not I have to take a break.

Those Saxon nobles who had stayed behind closed doors during the war came from all directions. They brought wheat, cabbage, furs, cattle and sheep to Bremen in fear and fear, trying to reward the army to appease Charlie's anger. .

Following Charlie's order, he decided to spend Christmas Eve in Bremen, and all the large and small Frankish manors nearby were mobilized. For a while, the surrounding area of ​​Bremen almost became a small market.

Merchants with a keen sense of smell came out of nowhere, set up tents on the scorched earth, and valued and traded the spoils that were embarrassing for the soldiers, and those soldiers who had experienced the flames of war also urgently needed camping skills and warblers to comfort them their wounded hearts.

Today is December 24th, exactly 783 years ago tonight, Isaiah was born into this world.

In the humble country knight's mansion, only a thin ray of light squeezed in through the crack of the door.

In the small hut, the burnt firewood in the stove smelled of burning. On the thick woolen mattress and under the warm fur blanket, two shiny bodies were embracing each other. There was a strange smell mixed with sweat in the air.

Under the blanket, Feng Sen's hands slowly climbed up Gisela's tight thighs, fingers gently stroking her skin, she exhaled, her body trembled, and the place Feng Sen touched felt There was a faint blush.

Gisela also woke up. She grabbed Feng Sen's wrist and looked straight at him with her clear eyes. Sen's shoulder.

"Good morning, Gisela."

Feng Sen ran his fingers through Gisela's hair, and Gisela stretched her white waist in enjoyment, and said in a delicate and lazy voice, "Good morning, Feng."

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Feng Sen pinched Bai Huanghuang easily, and Gisela blushed immediately, and she struggled coyly: "Don't make trouble, today is Christmas Eve, His Royal Highness Charlie will be canonized for you tonight, you must prepare well."

Glancing at the sky outside, Feng Sen chuckled and said, "It's only morning, we still have at least one more morning to squander, so why waste it."

"I played around with you for a whole day yesterday... that should be enough." Gisela panted helplessly while lying on Feng Sen's chest.

Feng Sen turned over and said with a chuckle: "There is no other entertainment here, except this..."

"Feng! My father has brought me to Bremen, accompany me to fight..." A childish and familiar voice broke into Feng Sen's mansion, and the pale sunlight shone on Feng along the open wooden door. Mori and Gisela.

With a stiff body, Feng Sen pulled out stiffly, and turned around with a stiff smile, while Ador, who saw a scene that shocked his soul, stood stiffly at the door.

"what--"

Looking at the back of Ador who ran away screaming, Feng Sen sat down on the bed helplessly, scratching his scalp a little irritably.

And Gisela couldn't help laughing, she changed her clothes, and put the clothes on Feng Sen from the head of the bed: "It seems that the heavenly father doesn't intend to let you waste your life like this, let's go out and see you Your subordinates and those Saxon nobles, they will also become your vassals in the future."

With a long sigh, Feng Sen stretched his body in distress: "It seems that Heavenly Father won't give me a chance to rest."

After dressing and washing, Feng Sen originally wanted to explain to Ador, but he couldn't find her anywhere. Seeing that the time was approaching, and he didn't know what to explain to Ador, he could only give up.

After kicking cuju with the old brothers of the Jing Nan Army all afternoon, Feng Sen took a shower, put on the clean Frankish clothes that Charlie's courtiers had prepared for him in advance, and came to the banquet with Theodoric venue.

The cold wind was blowing, and in front of the moat of Bremen, the blue felt cloth once again surrounded the sheds to block the entry of the cold wind, and the little nobles continued to call the names of the entrants with loud voices.

However, Feng Sen's title is much longer than before.

"From Seris, the warrior in front of the king's palace, the descendant of the royal family of the Yan Dynasty of the Seris Empire, the victor of Santer Mountain, the natural and deadly enemy of the Vikings, the son of Duke Jingnan who summoned the flood to defeat the heretics, the beheader of Uda, the leader of the Iron Tower Cavalry, the victor on the banks of the Weser that ended the Saxon War, the great Frankish king Antoine sen von Loshan, Count of Hamburg, to—"

It has to be said that these little nobles who are responsible for calling people's names are indeed skilled. They can say such a long name as clearly and fluently as Guankou, which is considered a talent.

The venue of the Christmas banquet is in the cathedral in Bremen, and Charlie doesn't care what is holy or not. Several square tables are placed on the carpet made of felt cloth, and there is often a big pig's head on the square table. The wooden table and the burr-covered stool have a sense of sight of the rural red and white weddings and wines.

Similar to hosting a banquet, during the banquet, countless noble men and women talked and laughed loudly. They held wine glasses and chatted with people everywhere. Under the guidance of several veteran Tang soldiers, they stir-fried cabbage and mutton.

Cheese and beer are mixed together to become a pre-dinner dessert. The smell of onions and garlic rushes straight to the tip of the nose. A few tall, hairy and stinky men are sitting at the square table, drinking wine, and from time to time He even touched the ass of the passing maid.

Cutting a piece of moldy and smelly cheese with a knife, Feng Sen followed Theodoric and started to make friends with these nobles, big and small. It has to be said that in this era, Siris is mysterious and rich. Synonymous, the nobles almost surrounded him in the center with three layers inside and outside.

This is a Sirisian, alive!

Of course, many of them wanted to make a name for themselves because of Feng Sen's honor or military strength, but they couldn't even beat the accompanying guard Sun Jingxiao, let alone Feng Sen himself.

As night fell, the bonfire shook, and the banquet in front of the Bremen gate was very lively. The warm and soft lights illuminated the large table in the center, which was filled with exquisite food and drinks. The court nobles wore strange dresses in Feng Sen's eyes. Amid the sound of toasting, they raised their glasses in response.

The aroma of mutton and cheese became more and more intense, and the famous Frankish dish roast suckling pig also appeared on the square table. The aroma of wine and malt wine almost made some nobles drool, but no one dared to serve dinner, they were all in An important person awaits.

That is King Charles.

Just when his stomach was rumbling one after another, Charlie finally appeared in front of everyone. He was wearing a blue robe and a long Frankish linen coat inside, with a smile on his face and a radiant face.

Chapter 191 Jade Dragon, Open!

At the front end of the hall, the door opened, and in the cold wind, Charlie appeared in everyone's view.

I don't know if it was because of the cold wind, but Charlie's face turned slightly drunken red. Holding the scepter, he walked like the wind from the gate all the way to the cross and the altar at the back of the hall.

Wherever the footsteps passed, all the subjects and nobles spontaneously bowed and stroked their chests, and cast their reverent and submissive eyes on this invincible emperor.

Under everyone's attention and crowd, Charlie came to the huge cross at the back of the hall. The crown on his head was inlaid with huge rubies, gold and silver, almost dazzling people's eyes.

"Everyone, friends from all over the world, in the name of the Frankish king, I announce that from today onwards, Saxony has once again been included in the Frankish territory, and has also entered the world taught by the Heavenly Father! Heavenly Father bless you!" the voice was passionate , Charlie stood in front of the altar, holding up the scepter in his hand.

"Crack, crack, crack..." A burst of applause resounded through the sky, this was the applause of nobles and lords.

Charlie raised his head and glanced around. His eyes fell on Feng Sen, who was standing with Theodoric in the corner of the hall and was wearing Frankish clothes. A gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Come forward, Anthony Fonson of the Sires, come to me."

Hearing Charlie's call, Feng Sen quickly walked over, and stood in front of Charlie amidst everyone's envious gazes and applause.

With emotion, Charlie grabbed Feng Sen's wrist, looked at his face carefully, and said softly: "You are so young, and I am getting old."

"Long live Your Highness." Feng Sen hurriedly replied, but Charlie was astonished in return.

"Who can live to be [-] years old?" Charlie laughed a few times, and then said, "However, I have to thank you for your congratulations."