Chapter 102

The king held his glass and his eyes fell on the Archbishop of Jolin.

The Archbishop of Jolin shivered indistinctly, and at the moment when the king's eyes came, he felt as if a knife had passed his neck. However, he soon calmed down. As the second figure of the church in Legrand, he knew much more about the situation on the other side of the abyss than others.

No one can go against the glory of the Lord, and he confirms that.

"In the name of the merciful Lord, ladies and gentlemen." The Archbishop of Jolin raised his cross high on his chest and looked around at the rest of the party. "Can we see such a tragedy?"

People exchanged eyes with each other. One after another, many people stood up and carefully considered their own language. They tried to express their views in terms that were not only in agreement with the Archbishop of Jolin, but also less directly opposed to the king.

The secular nobles are not so devout as the monks and nobles.

They care more about their own interests than their piety.

They want to know what kind of attitude the king will take towards the holy court in the future. No doubt, even in the recent "free chamber of Commerce Ordinance" and the blockade of the black death, the nobles have gained a lot of benefits, but these benefits are not enough to make them stand opposite the Holy court with the king.

But, similarly, they do not want to confront the king who has just won a victory and whose power and prestige are unprecedented in the country.

They carefully reserved room for themselves.

But the border lords and the state representatives are not so polite They hope that the royal family and the Holy See will have a complete feud, so that they can benefit from it.

"Monsieur bishop." The king turned his glass, his tone of voice was modest, and he even had a smile on his face - if only he had not had that smile on his face when he was cleaning after the civil war. "I heard that you are very accomplished in theology, and you went to the holy place to get the advice of the Pope. Is that so? "

"Yes, your majesty."

Although the bishop of Jolin was a little puzzled and didn't understand why the king mentioned it, he bowed slightly to reply in a modest but complacent tone.

"I was once blessed with the instruction of Shengzong."

"In that case, you must have the essence of the Pope's thought." The king raised his glass and raised it in another direction. "I have been puzzled for a long time about whether there is purgatory punishment after death. Ladies and gentlemen, I believe you must be confused as I am. Since there is a bishop who has been taught by the Pope and a dean who came from the Holy Spirit Bay sanctuary and has participated in the debate of the congregation, why don't you ask them to debate on this and solve our doubts? "

Holy Spirit Bay sanctuary, church debate.

The crowd was so noisy that even the bishop of Jolin's face changed slightly.

Holy Spirit Bay is the location of the holy city of the Holy See, and the holy meeting debate is the highest meeting of the Holy See's spiritual world. All those who came from the Holy Spirit Bay and were eligible to join the congregation were almost members of the core of the Holy See's power, the future twelve sanctuary reserve.

There is a joke to make fun of:

even a little monk, as long as he claims to be from the Holy See, the Archbishop of the vassal states is willing to bend over and kiss their vamp.

Although there is exaggeration, there is a glimpse.

With the relationship between the king and the Holy See, how can he get the support of such a person?

Father Anil, with thin white hair, stood up from his seat. Father lemy, his student, looked at him anxiously.

The head of the house loudly introduces their strange father Anil to all of you. He was born in the Holy See and studied in Trinity Seminary. After graduation, he became a professor of the seminary. He once served as a privy priest and participated in three holy see meetings before and after. In 1411, when the Holy see unified the doctrine again, he was at the meeting. Now he is the abbot of the northern land of Legrand.

1411 Holy Spirit Bay conference, father Anil.

The faces of some church members in this room became complicated. They looked at each other. It was obvious that a small number of church members had heard of this theological master who had defeated the pope in the debate. Even, originally, the Holy See intended to determine the purgatory theory at the meeting in 1411, but because of father Anil's refutation, some of the Holy See elders changed their original ideas in the resolution.

It was not until Father Anil was expelled from the holy see that the Pope was able to formally put the theory of purgatory into the orthodox doctrine at the third holy meeting.

The Archbishop of Jolin's poop belly is obviously more about red wine and climbing up. He didn't recognize his opponent, but showed his contempt when he heard that father Anil was only the abbot of the north.

"Sir." Dean Anil said gently, "what is purgatory, please? Where does it come from? "

"Purgatory is the place to be tried. My dear abbot, that's what babies know The Archbishop of Jolin said sarcastically, "do you want me to tell you more? All souls who have committed minor sins or can be exempted and have not yet been redeemed will be placed in purgatory to suffer temporarily and wait for all sins to be washed and redeemed, so they need our salvation. " [1]"Sir, this is the doctrine of 1417, not the origin of purgatory." Dean Anil's voice was steady. "Purgatory was put forward in the 12th century by the priests such as ambergin, Ross and Peter. This is a wrong interpretation. Their basis comes from the holy books 12:39-26 and 12:32 respectively."

With that, father Anil recited all the stanzas he had mentioned without missing a word.

"Isn't that enough to explain the existence of purgatory?" The Archbishop of Jolin sarcastically said, "since you remember, you shouldn't have made such a big mistake."

"On the contrary." Dean Anil replied, "it just proves that purgatory doesn't exist. From the beginning to the end, the holy book does not clearly point out the space of purgatory, but the latecomers mistakenly interpret these admonitions that originally meant that we should rely on faith to obtain salvation, and in the holy book, it specifically warns us that there is a complete separation between the living and the dead. "

"None of you shall put your children through the fire, nor shall there be diviners, omeners, magicians, sorcerers, enchanters, ghosts, witches, or immortals." [2]

this is a sermon in the holy book, which father Anil read aloud.

"The Holy Lord has already made it clear with his tolerance and compassion -

after death, the soul does not need to go through the purgatory stage, but is in a state of deep sleep, which lasts until the last judgment and the final resurrection; The world of the living and the dead is in a state of complete isolation. There can be no connection between them. All the intercessional acts of the living for the dead, including praying, offering Thanksgiving sacrifices, and buying atonement certificates, are meaningless. [3] "

there was an uproar.

This is the first time that someone has publicly announced so loudly on such a high-class political occasion as Legrand that purgatory does not exist.

The Archbishop of Jolin trembled and pointed to the fearless Dean Anil: "you, you, you Do you even want to deny your salvation as an apostle and turn away from it? "

"Yes Dean Anil replied harshly, "I never thought that I had the right to redeem anyone on behalf of the Supreme Lord. Only devout faith can build a bridge between the apostles and the Lord. Even the throne cannot teach a sinner to enter the kingdom of God! The key to the kingdom of God is no longer in our hands, but in everyone's hands! The world has nothing to do with the soul! "

After hearing this, some nobles who wanted to get up sat down again.

They look different.

In particular, the nobles in the South have been denounced for doing business in the doctrine of the Holy See. They have always been considered that only the people who have committed crimes will do it. The usury in banking industry has been denounced as "crimes" and "heretics". But in fact, the aristocracy's territory was very strong, and the aristocrats who were closer to the southern business district were more and more dissatisfied with these commandments.

Abandoning this point is not only the miscellaneous taxes they pay to the holy court every year, but also a large expense.

But these people are only a few. More people suddenly change their faces when they hear the shocking words of Dean Anil. Many noble women and young ladies even cover their mouths and noses with handkerchiefs and look like they are going to faint at any time.

Several priests stood up one after another, and loudly refuted Dean Anil.

At the beginning, they also quoted various ordinances and interpretations of holy books, but Dean Anil was more familiar with these ordinances and interpretations than they were. He was able to recite the full text one by one for his opponent, and then refute them one by one by quoting holy books one by one.

Later, the priests were almost speechless and could only angrily accuse Dean Anil of being a "blasphemer" and a "heretic" who should be put on fire.

"Is it the throne that is higher than the oracle of the Lord? Can we think that the stripes of mortals are superior to the teachings of the true God? " Dean Anil asked sharply, "the atonement voucher itself is a blasphemy to the holy! The Holy See has never had the right to redeem people's souls. If you want to get salvation, you have to believe in yourself

"I am willing to bear all the responsibilities for all my speeches today. If devout belief is guilty, I am willing to be put on fire for it!"

Dean Anil replied forcefully. He raised his hand to hold the cross on his chest and raised it high.

Father lemy stood up and raised his cross high as well.

Dean Anil looked around at all of us, white haired, wrinkled hands, but with the power of a rock in his eyes.

He is more like a benevolent Saint than all the murals and statues.

There was silence.

In the silence, the king put down his glass, raised his hand and clapped: "thank you for your help, Mr. Dean."

Then the king looked around.

He smiles.

"Ladies and gentlemen, shouldn't we applaud this wonderful debate? Shouldn't we be happy that our mistakes have finally been corrected? "The king's voice was cordial, but his eyes were cold.

It was a less formal stand up.

At the table, some people began to applaud with the king, and soon the number became more and more, mainly the southeast nobles and some of the original royalist nobles. Among the state representatives, general Edmond of angar state and representatives of Keya state also clapped, and some small states in the middle and South also clapped.

The great Lord and the great nation sat in the crowd of applause.

They were livid, neither angry nor agreed.

"To faith, cheers!"

With a smile, the king raised his golden goblet to all present. Then drink the wine down.

The clappers raised their glasses and yelled in unison, "to faith, cheers."

In the cheers, the king smiles and looks down at his empty glass - cheers for faith! Cheers!

As soon as the wine cup fell, the king clapped his hands again. The old judge who had presided over the opening ceremony at the glory meeting stood up with a bill in his hand.

"Now that we are aware of our mistakes, we cannot go further and further on the wrong path." The king said lightly, turning a blind eye to the iron blue faces of the Lords and priests, "in order to make up for our mistakes, the Royal Council has drawn up such a draft."

A group of judges in black, led by their attendants, went into the hall and handed out a copy of the proposed regulations.

When he saw the name of the bill, the corner of general Edmond's eye jumped for a moment. For a moment, he felt that what he held in his hand was not a document, but a sword.

A war without smoke, but equally dangerous.

He slowly took a deep breath, and finally understood what the king wanted to do with the funeral of the Duke of Buckingham -

this is not a funeral! This is clearly a declaration of war!

This regulation is the first clarion call.

In the face of the authority of the holy court, the king finally tore down the surface of the friendly illusion and put all the fights on the card table. He chose Dean Anil, the leader of the "saints" who had been expelled from the holy city, as his chess, and began to challenge the authority of the Pope.

Is he crazy or fearless?

Even the nobles who had clapped before, after seeing the document, their faces suddenly changed, and suddenly looked up at the king sitting on the throne. The rest of the priests, Lords and representatives of the states responded more strongly. Many people stood up and wanted to say something.

However, just as they stood up, there was a heavy sound of horse hooves from the door of the hall.

TA, Ta, TA.

The sound of the horse's hooves falling on the rock floor was deep and powerful, with a disturbing silence.

A war horse, a knight, appeared at the entrance of the banquet hall.

Behind the knight is the dark night, the brilliant candle falls on his armor. The knight wore cold iron gloves and a sword at his waist. He held the reins in one hand and the helmet in the other. His half length silver hair was tied behind his head. His ice blue eyes were as quiet as a cold blade.

General John.

Here he comes.

Today is the funeral of the Duke of Buckingham and the official ceremony of his becoming the defender of the king.

He stepped into the banquet hall at the moment when the opponents stood up and the undercurrent surged.

The representatives of the state stopped talking from the moment General John stepped into the hall. The people who stood up exchanged their eyes. The Lords of the border slowly sat up straight. The nobles and ladies had a premonition of what would happen next, and some nervously and expectantly moved their eyes back and forth on General John and the other knights at the banquet.

The king raised his glass to his cousin.

The housekeeper announced in a loud voice to everyone at the party that General John, the king's defender, had arrived.

General John raised his hand under all eyes, clenched his fist, and knocked on his heart.

The armor collided and made a clear sound.

"By the honor of a knight, I will defend your Majesty's dignity and authority with my life."

General John's voice was deep and powerful. He looked at the king who toasted himself on the throne.

"All my life, I have taken the duty and honor of a defender as my duty. I will punish those who do not support your majesty with a sharp sword and trample them with an iron horse. "

"Now -"

General John took off his iron glove and threw it to the ground.

"I challenge all your Majesty's opponents here!"

The iron gloves clanged to the ground.

The candle flickered brightly and fell on the young general John, who had inherited his father's title as Duke, and now he would also inherit the title of "defender" of the Duke of Buckingham.

The first knight who opposed the rules got up from the banquet and came out. He picked up the iron glove thrown to the ground by General John: "please."This is the middle ages.

This is the age of knights.

Under all the elegant etiquette of toasting, the most savage primitive violent impulse is concealed. Blood and armor, swords and duels are the most respected and noble way of adjudication in this era - at the cost of one's glory and one's death. The Lords could not theologically defeat Dean Anil, but they could defeat the king's defenders in the arena.

That means that the king's plan today will fail -

no one will trust a king who does not have absolute force!

At this moment, General John symbolizes the king himself.

The king put the honor into his hands.

Rose family has never been afraid of blood, the arena is located in the square in front of the hall. Already prepared torches were lit one by one, and the flames circled a duel circle.

The emcee began to report the Knights of both sides of the duel: "the rose family, the defender of the king! General John

General John rode forward, his scarlet cloak rolled over, and the king's guards spontaneously raised the rose flag for him. The old members of the Duke of Buckingham called out. He drew out the sword at his waist. This time, the duel place was much smaller than that of the horse contest. The two sides would not use the lance, but the more dangerous melee duel.

"Duckbond, sir Terson!"

General John's opponent also stepped on the arena, wearing a blue cape, holding a shield with a laurel pattern in one hand. In the face of Buckingham Duke's son, the blood of the imperial lion, he kept enough vigilance and attention.

At the moment when the official announced the beginning, General John's horse galloped like the wind. The two sides approached in an instant. General John held the sword with its blade tilted and turned sideways. His opponent is also a knight who has been famous for a long time, and has enough boasting achievements.

General John was calm as the cold wind blew across his face.

The horses finally collided. At that moment, General John gave a loud shout, and the long sword brought a sharp wind roar. Sir Terson raised his shield to meet him. Between the lightning and the fire, on the side of the sword, he swept over the shield. It was not a miss, but a more deadly attack - because at the next moment, General John would jump up with his horse and his men.

The king had used this tactic in the first place in banzburg, and now it is also shown in General John.

In his life, the Duke of Buckingham taught two of the best knights in the world.

One is his nephew! One is his son!

The horses hissed, the Knights roared, and General John in mid air had been transformed into a lion fighting furiously. His father's glory revived on him, and his sword fell heavily, knocking away the enemy's shield.

Blood, sword light.

The horse fell to the ground, and the breeze sped out with General John. Behind him, a head was spinning high, and blood was splashing like a spring.

"Next!"

General John roared. He threw the iron glove on the ground again.

Behind him, sir Terson's body fell from the horse.

The wind swept over the earth, and the torch's fire rose and began to burn.

"Next!"

The corpses gradually piled up. Charles looked at General John with his horse and sword, as if the young Duke of Buckingham appeared in front of him again.

The last time the iron hand fell to the ground, no one dared to step into the duel field. General John's armor was dripping with blood. He was standing proud and cold among the bodies everywhere, with one hand on his horse and one hand on his sword. All the people who touched his eyes could not help but drink back.

The ceremonial officer yelled three times, no one.

He announced in a loud voice: "the defender is born!"

General John got off his horse and drew back his sword. The crowd gave him a broad road leading to the main hall.

The king stepped down from the throne.

"Congratulations, my defender!"

The king watched his cousin and raised his golden goblet high.

"Fight for you!"

General John took the glass from the valet and drank to the king.

"Defenders!" "Defenders!"

Cheers broke out like a flood of applause. In the crowd, the old prince of Buckingham's eyes were filled with tears.

Amid the uproar and cheers, one of the most unnoticed minstrels shuddered.

Keya's old minstrel put his hand on the string. He looked at the king holding the golden goblet, at the smiling General John, at the corpse, at the fire and blood No number words flitted through his mind. He finally understood the destiny of his life.

He was destined to write an unprecedented epic in his life.

It's the epic of the rose family born with blood and fire!

This is a family born in blood. The son of the young lion, like his father, raised his sword for the king. He is the king's shield and the king's sword.The contract of the previous generation is passed on to the younger generation.

The soul of the rose family will never die.

The author has something to say: (1) from the birth of purgatory, Jacques legoff

[2] from the Old Testament, Deuteronomy

[3] Shi Qinghai, Wang Qian, jizhenqiu. On Martin Luther's innovation in Christian death culture [J]. Journal OF INNER MONGOLIA AGRICULTURAL UNIVERSITY (SOCIAL SCIENCE EDITION), 2008 (05): 316-318.

in this paper, the author has a few words to say