Although it was just empty words, Father Soljie still thanked him: "Thank you for your kindness, Lord Fang. Just give us a normal life."
"Now that you are here, can we talk about our missionary work in Dajing? If possible, I hope Dajing can help us build a church in the capital to facilitate our missionary work. Of course, we will not let you spend your money in vain. When we have the ability to make money, we will also help the people and pray for the people of Dajing."
Tsk tsk tsk, foreign monks are still monks after all, and their tactics are pretty much the same... They thought of everything to preach, except paying back the money for building the house.
Fang Zhengyi said with a half-smile, "Father, this question is quite complicated. Why don't we go in and sit down to talk? I'm a little tired from being here. How about we talk over a cup of tea?"
Father Soljie said hurriedly: "Please wait a moment, I will go and call the others out and talk to Master Fang in detail."
After saying that, the priest ran into the house, kicked out a bunch of unshaven, dazed and foreigners, and then led Fang Zhengyi into the house.
Fang Zheng's eyes twitched when he saw this scene. It seemed that he had indeed gone a bit too far.
The house is a bit small, and with so many people living in it for two months it’s almost becoming a refugee camp!
However, the priest is indeed well-mannered. If it were him, he would have rebelled in a week!
As soon as he entered the hall, Fang Zhengyi's face changed drastically and he quickly retreated.
The room was filled with a strong foul smell and the strong body odor of foreigners, which almost made him feel sick.
It’s not much better than a dry toilet!
However, Father Soljie still didn't notice anything unusual. He turned around to look at Fang Zhengyi and asked, "Master Fang, please come in?"
Fang Zhengyi stopped at the door and vaguely seemed to see a dark green gas pouring out of the room...
His expression changed again and again, but finally he gritted his teeth and stepped in bravely.
Even though his adaptability was extremely strong, it still took him three minutes to recover.
The priest happened to pour a cup of tea and placed it in front of him. He asked with hope in his eyes, "Can you tell me now, Lord Fang? Does your emperor know that we want to preach?"
Fang Zheng glanced at the teacup with disdain.
I don’t know how many foreigners have used this thing, so I felt uncomfortable and didn’t pick it up.
He replied, "I have inquired about your missionary work for you. To be honest, it is a bit difficult to handle."
"We agreed on it fine before, why is it so difficult to handle?" Soljie suddenly became anxious.
After waiting for two months, this is what I get?
"I said before that it can be done in principle. You have to understand what I mean." Fang Zhengyi tapped the table with his fingers and continued, "Listen to me first. You are from Feika. We in Dajing have had some conflicts with Feika and the Holy See. Just based on this, it will be difficult for you to preach."
"This is absolutely not a problem! Everyone makes mistakes. As long as we can preach in Dajing, we can mediate all the conflicts between Dajing and Feika and the Holy See. Please rest assured." Father Soljie patted his chest and promised.
Fang Zheng raised an eyebrow and said, "If you can really solve this problem, then the subsequent matters will be much more convenient. After all, I, Da Jing, have always hoped to have friendly exchanges with the outside world."
Father Solger smiled and nodded.
"But... even if this problem can be solved, preaching is not that simple. Father, you have to know that Dajing has its own local sects, and the court's attitude is neither supportive nor opposed. May I ask what advantages your religion has to stand firm? If you can convince me, you can definitely convince the court, but if you can't even convince me, then I think there is no need for you to continue to go to great lengths in Dajing." Fang Zheng changed the subject.
Just convince you? That's easy.
Father Soljie said calmly: "Then let me tell you, Master Fang, the history of Taifu Religion is very long, and can be traced back to the creation of the world by God, since..."
"Wait a minute." Fang Zheng raised his hand and smiled, "I think you don't need to talk about this part. Every civilization in the world has its own creation story. It's really not worth mentioning."
"There's also Dajing?" Father Soljie was stunned.
"Of course there is, for example, Pangu created the world..." Fang Zheng began to describe it in detail.
There are no grand scenes in these legends, but that does not stop him from telling them to foreigners. The cultures seem to be similar, so there is no sense of incongruity when they are put in.
However, Soljie didn't take it seriously after hearing this, and said bluntly: "This is just a made-up story. As the God of Creation, how can he die?"
Fang Zhengyi sneered and said, "This is the culture of our Dajing. Although the body dies, the spirit lives on. This is called sacrificing one's life to achieve enlightenment. Our descendants will continue to do this, so we don't need an omniscient and omnipotent god above our heads."
"In addition, I also have a good understanding of the creation gods of other countries overseas. I think my father once visited a place called Tianzhu when he traveled overseas in his early years. The mythology of Tianzhu is very colorful. The gods there destroyed and rebuilt the universe while singing and dancing. When the gods got up in the morning, they wanted to poke a hole in the sky. So, do you think your mythology is still attractive to me?"
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Soljie swallowed his saliva. What Indian mythology? It's a bit perverted.
"Master Fang, our story is not a myth. And if you forgive me for being blunt, the story about India you mentioned is probably fabricated!"
"Why are everyone else's stories fabricated, but yours aren't?"
Father Soljie shouted, "I am the beginning and the end. There is no god besides me. This is the word of God. I have also seen it with my own eyes. In Feka, there was a thick fog and the face of the Holy Father appeared in it. Thousands of people witnessed this scene. If you don't believe it, you can ask others."
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