Fang Bingsheng sneered: "Christian doctrine: Everyone in the world is sinner, I am a sinner! The mayor is a sinner, and you are also a sinner..."

"Yes, I am a sinner. 'Everyone in the world has sinned and lacked the glory of God. Now he is God's grace and is justified in vain because of the redemption of Christ Jesus.'" The mayor nodded, casually spoke a passage from the Bible, and admitted it openly.

Li Lianwen is left as stupid as a wooden chicken.

"You are not a Christian at all." Fang Bingsheng's glasses emitted a cold and cold light, "And you have the bad habit of smoking opium!"

Fatty Zhou took a step up and said, "I'll testify! The Li family comes to the Opium House every week to buy seven pills of high-quality Turkish opium. According to his eldest son, it was for filial pills to be smoked by the old man. We have the receipt! There are many certificates, Mr. Li, your eldest son is also our old customer. After he was full, he told us a lot of things."

Looking at Li Lianwen who was trembling and no longer imposing, Fang Bingsheng hugged his arms with one hand and stretched out his forearm with the other, and pointed at Li Lianwen with his fingers and said, "Why do you say you are deceived and disturb the election? Because you are not a candidate at all. You are neither a Christian nor a smoking opium. But you are blinded by the Election Committee, forged your identity, and mixed in the election, and now you are smashing the voting site. If you are not disturbing the election of Hai Song, my Christian Empire, then what do you want to do?"

"Enough, tell me what cult he established?" The mayor interrupted Fang Bingsheng, because Fang Bingsheng accused Li Lianwen of not being able to be candidates, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Who passed the candidacy for this old guy? Isn’t it the mayor himself?

But the mayor also felt bitter: Can I not relax my candidate qualifications? You also have to hold a duplex election and give us eight quotas of parliament in Shaoguan, so I have to find more than 80 primary candidates? I am not a god, so I will find so many candidates for you? Now, I will coax and deceive Baba’s seventy candidates, plus the assignment to make up enough! Can I not let the first Li Lianwen, who is enthusiastic about signing up, run for the election?

When the mayor asked about the cult, before Fang Bingsheng could speak, Li Lianwen screamed in cold sweat: "You are talking nonsense! Am I a Christian? But many of my children and grandchildren are there! Where do I do any cult??? You...you...you...I sue you for slander!"

"Well, I slander you?" Fang Bingsheng held his glasses. The cold light of the lenses made people shudder. He slowly said: "At least a few hundred people heard your cult remarks. They said that they would openly promote the people when they stepped on the platform: words are sacred and inviolable, and they are spiritual. Cherishing words can protect their families, and those who destroy words will receive retribution!"

"Writing is sacred..." Li Lianwen retorted angrily, but suddenly stopped timidly. He looked at Fang Bingsheng, turned his head to look at the mayor, and suddenly realized that he was in front of a group of Christians. Those who did not recognize Confucianism were all foreign slaves and traitors!

"This is a cult remark that advocates worship of words and belongs to all things with spirits!" Fang Bingsheng waved his arm fiercely and shouted: "This is the superstitious culture of the Qing Dynasty that my emperor repeatedly ordered and severely scolded and stopped!"

In the office, it was silent again.

Everyone stared at Fang Bingsheng in a daze, just like a monkey in Huaguo Mountain looking at a heavenly soldier and general, and there was no Sun Wukong.

"Sir, what are you doing?" The mayor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked Fang Bingsheng.

"I? The villain is Fang Bingsheng, the vice president of Song You Tie Electric." Fang Bingsheng smiled.

"What? Song You Tie Electric? It's the railway company that 'destroys houses, destroys fields, and blows up ancestral graves, and every inch of iron river and every inch of blood'?" The mayor stood up in shock.

"Oh, this is a ridiculous praise for everyone! It's too much! It's too much! I really don't dare to take it!" Fang Bingsheng quickly bowed his waist and made a modest expression.

The mayor was stunned for a while, and then sweated again on his head, thinking, "Does this bastard think this is praise? I'm sorry! The railway operator is really crazy!"

"Actually, we just fight the Qing Dynasty culture wherever we build the Tiehe River!" Fang Bingsheng was still pretending to be modest.

"That's right, I heard that your construction team is following the army? You are amazing." The mayor said with some fear.

"They are all guys from the Annan Foreign Corps, second-rate products, and they have only been used once. They are definitely incomparable to the Imperial Guards you came from." Fang Bingsheng said with a smile.

"Second-rate guy? Well, yes, you're killing the people anyway," the mayor wiped his sweat again and suddenly laughed: "Before the Spring Festival this year, our Song Dynasty Army Retired Officers Federation annual meeting was held in Ganzhou. We specifically asked us to go to Haijing first and then take the train to Ganzhou. The steamer is really amazing. We arrived in Jiangxi in one day! A comrade in the army was sick, vomited all over the floor and fell asleep without seeing the scenery. As a result, after leaving Ganzhou Station, he was so scared that he didn't dare to move, saying, "Why did he turn from the capital to Ganzhou while shaking? Is this a magic trick? "It's amazing!"

"It is really a glory for us Song You to be able to get the praise of the mayor. I will immediately ask the company to send VIP cards. In the future, you and your family can use our railway for free." Fang Bingsheng immediately flattered.

"When will you get here?" asked the mayor.

Fang Bingsheng thought for a while and said, "I have planned to go to Shaoguan since Haijing, but this is the territory of Songbei Railway Company. Who knows when I have the ability to cultivate it? Five years or ten years?"

"Fortunately, I can finally survive until my retirement. If I come here next year, will my blood flow into a river?" The mayor breathed in fear.

"Now the common people know that railways are a good thing. When they see a railway, the residents of many stations are rich..." Fang Bingsheng explained.

The mayor waved his hand and stopped his explanation. He turned to look at Li Lianwen, who seemed to be a few decades old and was almost as trembling as a prisoner, and looked at Fang Bingsheng and said, "Mr. Fang, I am a relatively rustic place. It is not as fashionable as your capital area. We don't understand many things. For example, elections or something, I was confused. If something happened to this election, it would be better for anyone to make a big deal. Anyway, don't you just want these gentlemen to be elected? Why don't you talk about it this time and think it hasn't happened? "

The mayor did not care for Li Lianwen. Of course, he didn't want this to make a big deal, which made the election he organized seem messy and lost trust in the court.

"As you wish." Fang Bingsheng bowed deeply.

"Let that supervisor be released immediately." The mayor ordered loudly to the guard outside the door.

This time, the Shaoguan pilot election was naturally a great victory for Zhong Jialiang.

Li Lianwen also lost his candidacy after leaving the office. How could the mayor dare to continue to fight against the powerful foreign medicine guild and the railway company? Because the mayor never understands what the election is for and how much the price is worth paying. Even if he is against it, what is it and how to do it.

No one knows.

So of course the mayor does not want to offend such a powerful group for no reason.

This time, Li Lianwen lost all his life, and when he returned, he became seriously ill. After he recovered, he never mentioned becoming an official again. He actually believed in Jesus and often murmured, "I am indeed a sinner."

The sons were dissatisfied and asked about what happened this time. Only then did they find that the opponent's backstage was too tough. They were almost all super companies under the supervision of the government and commercial office. They were strong and prepared and were determined to win. The old man just accidentally blocked their way and was almost killed. They had to stop in disappointment.

In fact, Li Lianwen didn't know that his opponent, Fang Bingsheng, was Confucian, just like him.

It is precisely because it is Confucianism that Fang Bingsheng is so cruel, he is so cruel, and he is despicable and shameless: cheating, confession, and slandering.

In a word: Do whatever you want to win!——This is the unity of knowledge and action in Confucianism.

Li Lianwen did not believe in Jesus and believed in Confucius and Mencius, so it was naturally because he was old and lived in the circle of Confucius and Mencius's way all his life. Li Lianwen was a yellow-skinned and yellow-hearted sweet potato!

The reason why Fang Bingsheng is a Christian who is a Confucian in his heart is precisely because he is too obedient.

Just imagine a young man in his early thirties is extremely rich, so naturally he will not think that he is lucky. If he happens to enter the right industry, he will succeed if he changes others. He will only think that he is smart, capable, and doing things right.

Who was Fang Bingsheng when he joined the telegram gang? Little Confucianism.

Therefore, after he succeeded, he believed that Confucianism was correct in his heart.

However, compared to the sweet potato scholar like Li Lianwen who created a hard shell for himself to resist assimilation, Fang Bingsheng disguised himself as a Christian faith. He was familiar with Christianity and joined the church. He did not smoke opium or take concubines. From the outside, he seemed to be no different from a devout Christian.

But he is absolutely Confucian in his work: he has no concept of sin, as long as he can succeed, as long as he can be glorious and wealthy, and does not use any means, and he speaks very beautifully.

And this cruelty, if you do anything to achieve your goals, is moral and backed by the powerful company behind him, is even more unfavorable.

Therefore, Fang Bingsheng is the pinnacle of Confucian evolution: inside, there is a cruel Confucian heart of Qing Dynasty, and outside, it evolves Western learning into his own painting skin and weapon, and evolves into a brilliant egg Confucian Confucian.

Boiled eggs: It looks crystal clear on the outside, like a pearl, and the inside is yellow-hearted!

When local Gua Su met the Orange Sutra, they did not appreciate each other or like-minded, because both families did not use any means to eat themselves. Selfishness, cruelty and hypocrisy were their same weapons and beliefs.

But eggs have been disguised as the "pearl" that is bright inside and outside the empire most valued. They are powerful, but sweet potatoes are a little stupid.

Therefore, in just one round, the egg bit through the shell of the tortoise sweet potato scholar like a giant shark, almost killing him.

In the Qing Dynasty, this is called: the first level of officialdom is to crush people to death.
Chapter completed!