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When it comes to the issue of faith, the common people who are usually gentle and amiable have become ferocious at this moment. They must kneel down; while the usually smooth and flexible Zappelou has become a stubborn. No matter how others threaten, they will never kneel down anyway.
Seeing that the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger, Shabulu was about to be beaten up. At this time, a voice from the pilgrimage said, "Please calm down!" Everyone looked in the voice and saw that it was an elder in his fifty or sixty years old. Many people recognized him and saluted, "Hello, Master Shen." It turned out that he was the first big family in Shaoxing, the dog parent of the Shen family. Mr. Shen, the clan of Shen Liu, was the master of Shen.
Mr. Shen explained to Shaburo: "Western people are different from us. They only believe in one god for life. If they kneel down to our gods, the god he believes in will be angry." As he said that, he smiled at everyone and said: "Strictly discipline yourself and leniently treat others is the style of our great country. Don't let it be difficult for him.
Mr. Shen was in Shaoxing, and he was a person who said nothing. Who dared not to listen when he said anything? So the excited crowd gradually calmed down, and the impulsive young man also let go of Zabby.
Mr. Shen gave Shabuluo a wink and took him away.
After coming out, Shabulu looked at the temple with lingering fear, and then he respectfully thanked the old scholar who spoke to the help of him.
Mr. Chen laughed and said, "You and I are not outsiders, so there is no need to be too polite." Seeing that Shabusiness was puzzled, he explained, "I am Shen Mo's uncle and Shen Jing's father." A few days ago, Zhu Yan went to see me. When I talked to me, I realized that a foreign monk came to Shaoxing City. It seems that it is you."
Zabulu then realized that he had come over and quickly saluted again.
Mr. Shen shook his head and smiled, indicating that he didn't have to be polite. He said, "Meeting each other is fate, so why not ask Mr. Sha to take a seat in the car."
Shabu smiled and said, "It's better to obey your orders than respect." Seeing that he spoke so well in Chinese, Mr. Shen couldn't help laughing and asked him to get on his carriage.
After getting on the bus, Mr. Shen asked with a smile: "Why did you run to Chengbi Temple?"
"I was just curious for a moment and wanted to go in and visit," said Shabulu sincerely: "I am very regretful of this abrupt behavior now, because I don't understand the psychology of foreign teachers, and recklessly caused their misunderstandings, and it is not easy to explain it to them. If it weren't for your old man's appearance, I really don't know what to do." He said firmly: "So I decided not to visit Chinese temples before you can understand my position."
"Hey instructions" Mr. Shen couldn't help but smile and said, "Relax, don't say so seriously, and asked with concern: "How about it, it's been several days since I came to Shaoxing. Are you feeling comfortable? What are you not used to?"
"Very comfortable," Zappelou nodded and said repeatedly: "The people here are friendly and enthusiastic. Many people treat me to dinner and give me a lot of gifts, which makes me feel very sad."
"Everyone comes from afar, everyone is a guest." Mr. Shen smiled and said, "You came from such a faraway place. Can't we be well served?" He said, "What is your impression of our Ming Dynasty?"
"I have a great impression, and I am much better than Europe in all aspects, but" Zappelgium said without saying anything.
"But it's okay." Mr. Shen smiled and said, "We Ming people are happy when they hear about it."
A trace of disapproval flashed across Zaber's face. He said, "I see that your country does not regard honesty as a kind of beauty."
"How do you say this?" Mr. Shen frowned slightly.
"When I was staying at Lord Luo's house, there was a constant stream of people coming to visit, which made me overwhelmed. I had no time to go out for a walk. When Lord Luo saw that I was very distressed, he asked the servant to tell the visiting guests that I was out." Zabbello said, "But I have not gone out yet, how can I lie and deceive people?"
"What's the matter?" Mr. Shen couldn't help laughing: "Isn't it okay to go out quickly? Is it a lie to go out?"
"Mr. Luo said the same thing," said Zabby, "But I was clearly at home at that time. How could I be considered going out?"
"Why are you so despicable?" Mr. Shen smiled helplessly: "Do you understand what flexibility means?"
"This is what I don't understand very much," said Xavier: "In our West, yes, yes, no, no, no, we generally don't tell lies, and we can't lie." He paused: "It can also be said that he doesn't understand flexibility.
"Haha, Mr. Sha who doesn't know how to adapt." Mr. Shen smiled and said, "I admit that this is actually a virtue, but there is another old saying in Middle-earth. Which mountain to call to sing the song of which one? Since you plan to come here to do something, should you follow the customs and learn this kind of high flexibility?" He said, "Seeing that you have come from thousands of miles away and speak so well in Chinese, it is obviously because you want to do something. But I am sorry, I am just trying to do something.
Yan. In the thousands of years of history of China, aliens cannot succeed. Although they are talented and noble in their ambitions, they are often painful and unrecognizable. The reputation behind them is greater than their achievements in their lifetime." As he spoke, he saw Shabuliu sitting there as if he was stupid, and said to himself: "Is this foreigner so thin-skinned and can't say it?" So he smiled and apologized: "It's a bit pretentious to talk about it. Don't take it to your heart."
"No, no." Zabulu came to his senses. He shook his head and said, "I want to thank you sincerely. In fact, I have never found the crux of the difficulty of preaching in the East. This time I asked you to say this, it seems that you have realized something." He said, and sighed and said, "You are very saying."
"Actually, people on our side also know that honesty is a virtue, but if you accumulate practice, you always give people a reason to be insincere." Mr. Shen said seriously: "If you can use your missionary to make more people not tell lies, your missionary will be very meaningful." He said with a smile: "For the purpose of lofty, sometimes you have to do something unreal, which is another Eastern wisdom."
After hesitating for a while, Shabby asked with great strength: "So. Do you think the government will allow us to preach in the Ming Dynasty?" He had heard Shen Jing say that he knew that this was an old man who had been in the officialdom for many years, so he took out the questions he had never had in his heart and wanted to get his answer.
Mr. Shen thought about it and said with a smile: "I don't have a national religion in the Ming Dynasty. In other words, as long as it is not a cult that seeks money and attempts to behave badly, it does not require special approval from the court. It can be spread in my territory."
"Is that right?" Zabbello suffered all the difficulties in India, Southeast Asia, and Japan in order to obtain missionary permission. Unexpectedly, the Ming Dynasty did not need permission, so he couldn't help but be overjoyed and said, "This saves a lot of trouble."
"No, I think it's the opposite." Mr. Chen shook his head and said, "You can preach without permission, and it can also be regarded as "no permission is needed," and "you will not be protected and recognized by the court, and you are always in a weak and unsafe position." He paused and said, "If you don't have a good relationship with local officials or the censors dislike you, you will be impeached. And you don't even have any impression of the emperor and important officials. Who will speak for you then? It's not right. As long as the emperor gives a rescue order, missionary will be banned across the country." As he said, he glanced at Shaburo and said, "If you really get to that point, it will be very difficult to save it again.
After hearing Mr. Shen's words, Shabuluo was anxious and said, "What should I do? How can so many local officials and censors in the Ming Dynasty do not offend me?"
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"Don't worry," Mr. Shen smiled and said, "I think you have two ways to go."
"Please give me advice!" Zappu said excitedly.
"The first one is more direct. As long as you try to meet the emperor and get the recognition of the emperor, you can naturally travel all over the country without any obstacles; but I have been superstitious about Taoism and favored alchemists," said Mr. Shen: "It is said that the enemies walking with you, those Taoists and alchemists, will definitely not let you get what you want."
Zabber had a deep understanding of this. His always-killed targets were pagans such as Hindus, Brahmins, Buddhists, and others. He also gained an experience that the sects supported by the government were almost invincible, so he said discouraged: "This is more difficult, you might as well talk about the next one."
"Okay." Mr. Shen nodded and smiled, "It's slower to the next one." In our country, there is an unofficial power called Fengping. Do you understand this?"
"Feng comment?" Zabulu hesitated: "Is it what public opinion means?"
"Yes, you are indeed very good at Chinese speaking." Mr. Shen smiled and said, "It is this kind of thing. It is not decided by the official, but is controlled by the literati and wise men in the opposition. As long as these people recognize you and are willing to say good things for you, you will have good reputations; when the reputation is high, whether it is officials, Shi Zhong or ordinary people, they will respect you very much, and even the emperor cannot easily deny you. By then, your missionary will be smooth..."
"Is that so good!" Zaberi said happily: "Then please give us a good review, I am willing to pay any price."
"I don't have that ability," Mr. Shen said embarrassedly: "I am just one of the savage doctors. You have to get universal praise."
"How to get it?" asked Zappelle.
"It depends on your ability." Mr. Shen smiled and said, "But from my experience, if you want to get praise from others, you usually have to get recognition from others first and then admire others."
Zabber murmured, “Is that so? How do you do it?”
"I can't help you." Mr. Shen smiled and said, "Think about it yourself, how can you integrate into it. How can you gain the respect of the scholars and officials."
Zabby nodded slowly and said, "I understand."
Looking at Shaburo who was in deep thought, Mr. Shen said to himself, "My words, I have completed the task you assigned, but what are you going to do with this foreign monk? Mr. Shen did not take Shaburo home, but took him to Shen He because Shi Mo would set off tomorrow and leave home. He held a special banquet today. Please gather together and say goodbye to your relatives and friends.
When we arrived at his house, there were already a lot of guests. But before the banquet started, we were waiting for him, the master of the Shen family. When he saw him, everyone invited him to sit down and cheered: "Please three glasses of wine, and three glasses of wine!"
Mr. Shen was so happy that he even had three glasses of old wine. He smiled at Mr. Shen He and Mr. Yin who were close to him, and said, "Sorry, I'm late. I didn't expect that there were so many people in the Temple of the City Temple today, and the carriage didn't move for a long time."
Mr. Yin smiled and said, "My brother burns nine incense sticks every month, and he is so sincere."
"What's the use... Mr. Shen sighed and whispered: "The little bastard won't go home anyway." He said, and raised his tone and said to the silence in the seat of the master's accompanying seat: "I have punished this wine, let's start the meal."
Silent but smiled, "Uncle waits a little,
Everyone looked at each other. There were people sitting on all the chairs, and there was no need to know what he bought. With so many people in front of him, Chen He deliberately showed his dignity and asked, "I have a lot of customers. Don't keep it a secret?"
, “Everyone waited” stood up silently and smiled, “I have to invite this guest in person, I will go back.” Then he walked to the back hall.
Everyone looked at the direction of his departure and discussed it. I wonder what kind of person would be invited to come
Not long after, footsteps sounded behind the screen. Everyone looked with their breath and saw Chen Si asking for a shy young woman holding a child. She appeared in the flower hall. Although the two were about the same age, Chen Si's body was slightly wrong and he held the rituals of the younger generation. So no one would admit anything wrong.
When he saw the woman and the child, Chen He, who was just a strict father-like manner, suddenly became at a loss and said, "You, "Why are she here?" It turned out that this woman was his concubine, and the little boy who looked like one or two bamboo shoots was naturally his old tree blooming and adding to the silence.
Because the incident of Xuxian caused a strong reaction to the silent reaction and even ran away from home for a long time. So Chen He was still scared and even used Buddhism to guarantee that he would not be moved by ordinary people again. However, his identity is different now. How many people want to give him Run Nu, and almost every day someone comes to him to talk to him about peace. In addition, he has been living a pampered life and full of blood in recent years, so he is inevitably a little unfair, but he is afraid of annoying his son again. So he is very entangled.
Mr. Chen knew his thoughts and was just apologizing for not protecting him for the success of the media. He gave him an idea: "Zhu Yan is an official outside. Even if he sells it to the imperial family, he will not be able to come back for ten or twenty years. You might as well accept it first, give birth to the child, and take action and report it. Even if he doesn't recognize that concubine, how can he not recognize his younger brother?"
Chen He thought it was true. Anyway, since I can't come back for ten or eight years, I'll enjoy it first... But he was used to it and asked with concern: "Is this okay?"
"What's wrong with it?" Mr. Shen said: "Even my son dares to marry him without complaining. What's wrong with me?"
"I didn't marry me without complaining." Chen He whispered: "He is very disciplined."
"I said my son..." Mr. Shen said depressedly.
So Chen He did not say hello to Chen Mo. He married him. When Ruohan returned home to visit the bride, his brother-in-law happened to be born, which made her laugh and cry. He said to Chen He: "Dad, it's not me who said you, what's the matter? You can hide it for a while, but you've been stunned for a lifetime? Will you never let Zhu Yan know?"
Chen He muttered, "That birth is all born. You can't put it back." Then he begged his daughter-in-law and said, "Ruohan, I know you have the most idea. Please think of a solution for me, how to explain to me."
"It's time to come, I can't hide it anymore." Ruohan said: "I told him when I went back."
"Don't. You don't know how angry he is." Chen He said: "If I knew that I even gave birth to my younger brother, I wouldn't know how arrogant he would be."
"Then what you mean is..." Don't tell him?" Ruohan said: "Anyway, he is far away in Beijing, and even the fire is coming to me, so you don't have to worry.
"I know, I know"…I mean," Chen He whispered: "You can't tell him all at once, otherwise I'll be too embarrassed."
"Then what you said," Ruohan smiled bitterly, "I should tell him something today and tell him something tomorrow?"
"That's it," Chen He smiled awkwardly, "You only tell him when you go back, I want to take a side room. See how he reacts, so that he can feel it and respect him. "If he doesn't agree, please help me persuade him. If he agrees, you can wait for another year before telling him about this baby."
"Will you embezzle my uncle one year old?" Ruohan said helplessly: "Can a one-year-old child be the same as a two-year-old?"
"It's the same when you grow up." Chen He smiled and said, "Which one can be divided into a thirteen-year-old child or a thirteen-year-old child? So when Zhu Yan sees his younger brother in the future, this matter will be fulfilled."
Ruohan said in his heart that his father-in-law is really trying to save face. But his father's orders are hard to disobey, so he still agreed.
Who knew that Chen Si had returned after the New Year. According to the set they made up, the child should still be in the mother's belly. But now he can call him dad, and he will be helpless on the spot? Chen He had to ask his in-laws to help block it first. Then he sent the mother and mother back to his mother's house to hide, hoping to get involved in this level.
Who knew that the silence power was very powerful, and I had only been able to understand the situation clearly in the past two days and directly brought the mother and the two of them to the Hongmen Banquet.
"It's over, it's over, this is a matter of provoking a riot." Chen He couldn't help but sweat secretly and said, "I really want to be face-saving and suffer."
Dividing the river...one by one..."
Chapter completed!