"Ah! What noble words these are!"
“Will you keep the gates of Jerusalem open forever?”
One voice stood out from the crowd.
The voice was so passionate that it completely penetrated the quiet air of rebuilt Jerusalem.
Everyone turned around, trying to find the person who dared to ask the Holy Pharaoh a direct question.
It was a representative from Arabia, and he saw a newly built church in the city.
In his opinion, that church was even more dazzling than the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, because, to him, it was in line with their religion and was completely different from the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, which had been rebuilt and renovated by the Hebrews.
Simply put, this newly built church is the church that truly belongs to them.
Of course, the same is true for others. Their eyes are no longer fixed on the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, but are directed towards the newly built churches in different areas.
In their eyes, there was no hatred at all at this moment. The only thing left was the joy for their own religious temple.
In their opinion, everything Lin Ke did was beyond miracles.
At this moment, an outsider pushed aside the crowd and looked directly at Lin Ke.
There was awe and a hint of anticipation in his eyes, a very complicated emotion.
"ah--"
"Don't get me wrong, I'm just a businessman passing by. I don't have any ill will towards you."
"I have no noble blood or prominent status, but I have lived in a small village outside Jerusalem for several years."
“But today, I am fortunate enough to witness the destruction and reconstruction of this city! I can even hear such great and wise words!”
He took a deep breath, his body trembling, as if he was mustering up his courage: "If the gates of Jerusalem are always open, then can people like me also find a place in this holy city?"
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh! I would like to ask a question!"
The man said this, then fell to his knees with a plop.
Obviously, he seemed to be prepared for something, prepared to die.
After all, people like this are not even qualified to look the Holy Pharaoh in the eye, let alone dare to talk to him.
But obviously, he discovered something in Lin Ke's words that other kings did not have, that is, kindness.
Standing at the top with a power beyond the mortal world, yet with a compassionate look towards the ants below.
Under the influence of that inexplicable affinity, he dared to muster up the courage and speak again.
"Your Majesty, the Great Pharaoh of Holy Egypt!"
“Can ordinary people who do not have a strong religious background and are just trying to make a living live and work in peace in this sacred place?”
"We also want to enter Jerusalem, but this is impossible for us when the Hebrews occupy this land!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Ke saw hundreds of people appearing outside Jerusalem.
Lin Ke could tell at a glance that these were people wandering around Jerusalem, some were villagers in the village, and some were ordinary businessmen.
When Jerusalem was still under the rule of the Hebrews, they might have been able to sell only simple handicrafts in the wilderness.
Apparently, these people were shocked when they saw that the Hebrew captives in the city were still alive and even well fed.
This was a scene they had never experienced, never seen, and even could not understand at all.
In addition to the man kneeling on the ground and talking loudly, Lin Ke also saw many people in the distance who just retreated unconsciously, as if they were very afraid of him, the Holy Pharaoh.
The questions raised by this person touched the fragile string in people's hearts.
So, after hearing the man's words, low discussions began to arise among the crowd nearby, and many people cast admiring glances at the person who made the sound.
Lin Ke is very clear that this issue not only concerns religious believers, but also all ordinary people who yearn for a peaceful life.
Hebrew traders, Eastern spice traders, Southern artisans, and desert innkeepers.
These ordinary people, who constitute the economic lifeline of the city, have always lived in the cracks between the competition among major religious forces.
Now, they finally plucked up the courage to express their wishes through the mouth of this strange businessman.
Lin Ke looked at the businessman quietly and just narrowed his eyes slightly.
He did not answer immediately, but walked down the platform and through the crowd until he stood in front of the businessman.
After seeing this scene, everyone just held their breath, and some even turned their heads away nervously.
In their opinion, this man would probably end up dead.
Because, when Lin Ke walked towards him, this confused and rude businessman just trembled and stared into Lin Ke's eyes.
When Lin Ke came in front of him, his breathing even became extremely trembling.
"mortal."
“Tell me, why did you come to Jerusalem?”
The merchant trembled and answered honestly: "Your Majesty, I am doing this for a living!"
"Of course...of course! It's also for my faith, my future faith!"
“Although I am not sure which god I should believe in…I feel that only by entering Jerusalem can I find my answer!”
When Lin Ke heard this answer, he just nodded slightly.
"Yes, that's the answer!"
“Jerusalem belongs not only to devout believers, but also to everyone who wants to come to this city and find faith!”
"The gates of this city will be open to all those who live in peace!"
"You can find your true place of belonging here!"
He turned around and glanced at the representatives of the four dioceses: "The four major sects share the holy city, which means that no one sect can act arbitrarily."
"Ordinary people like him are the biggest beneficiaries of balance and fairness."
There was a cheer from the crowd.
"Oh! What a great king!"
"That's a saint, a saint!"
"Only our prophet has such awareness!"
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, our clan will always remember everything you did today!"
The northern merchant knelt down and saluted, tears of gratitude in his eyes.
Behind him, countless ordinary people smiled at each other, and the burden in their hearts was finally lifted.
Only then did they dare to take a step towards Jerusalem.
"Nantong, should we still have enough food?"
Lin Ke turned around and asked the Great Sun Magician beside him.
Nan Tong nodded: "Enough, Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
Then, his expression became a little surprised: "Could it be that you want to?"
Lin Ke didn't say anything, just nodded.
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