You can't only love the Qing Dynasty when you're eating the fruits of others' labor.

Chapter 380 God said, “The emperor is greater!”

Looking at Jiang Qingyun, who had a troubled expression, Liu Rushi tentatively asked, "Chief Minister?"

"Ah~ I suddenly realized a very serious problem. There are so many people in the capital who can recognize my face, how can I go on an incognito visit?"

"May I try it?"

"Ok?"

……

Looking at the somewhat unfamiliar face in the mirror, Jiang Qingyun was deeply shocked.

While her appearance hasn't completely changed, she certainly looks somewhat unfamiliar at first glance.

That's enough.
"Liu Rushi, you know quite a lot."

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Prime Minister. The three courts and five eyes, the four highs and three lows, the shadows are deepened, the corners of the eyes are stretched, and the skin tone is darkened. It's just a few tricks."

"very good!"

Jiang Qingyun smiled and looked Liu Rushi's appearance over.

Very professional!
People from the Qinhuai River region generally have high professional standards.

Unfortunately, I arrived too late.

If I had traveled back 20 years earlier, I would have built the Bronze Sparrow Terrace, captured the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai, and played with them day and night, all night long.

"Zhou Cang, come with me into the city."

"Wait a minute~"

"Prime Minister, too many people know Zhou Cang."

……

Half an hour later, a master, a servant, and two young servants appeared in the south city. As expected, everything went smoothly, and no one paid any attention to them.

Jiang Qingyun swaggered around, as if he had rediscovered the carefree, rebellious spirit he once had in Nancheng.

There is a temple dedicated to the God of Wealth in Beiluoguxiang!

Although small in scale, it is very popular with worshippers.

The temple was so crowded with worshippers praying for wealth that Jiang Qingyun was embarrassed and unable to enter.

A guard whispered, "Young master, should we call in troops to clear the area?"

"Bullshit!"

Jiang Qingyun was furious.

If it is an incognito visit, it means that the person in charge wants to understand the real society as an ordinary person. If they make a show of clearing the way with gongs and gongs, clearing the road with soldiers, and giving advance notice, wouldn't that be deceiving themselves?

A person can't even deceive themselves, can they?
"Let's go take a look at the back wall."

The four of them moved to the back wall of the God of Wealth Temple, and sure enough, it was deserted.

Listening to the commotion from next door, Jiang Qingyun took a deep breath and lit some incense.

"God of Wealth, I have come to see you today as an ordinary person, praying for the empire to be overflowing with wealth. I hope you will not be ungrateful."

Liu Rushi covered her mouth in surprise.

"Let's go and visit the Church of Our Lady."

……

Two alleys away from the Church of Our Lady, Jiang Qingyun suddenly looked down and saw a piece of silver on the road. He picked it up, blew off the dust, and sure enough, it was silver.

It's about three qian!
"Young master, the God of Wealth has appeared to us."

Liu Rushi's eyes were bright.

Jiang Qingyun burst into laughter, proving that all gods must bow before secular monarchical power. Gods are ethereal, but monarchical power is very real.

The street in front of the Church of Our Lady was exceptionally clean.

Two white marble lions lay outside the door, perfectly clean.

Liu Rushi suddenly whispered, "Young master, look!"

"what?"

"Beijing is a city teeming with hidden talents. The four characters of the Church of Our Lady are magnificent and unique. I wonder which great calligrapher wrote them?"

“Is it really that good?”

Jiang Qingyun was secretly delighted.

Liu Ru said very seriously:
"The more I look at it, the better it looks; it's good enough to establish a grandmaster's school."

"Haha, I know this person very well. I'll tell you all about him when we get back to Yuquan Mountain."

Jiang Qingyun smiled and walked briskly into the courtyard.

A man's happiness is simple!
……

The courtyard was deserted.

Jiang Qingyun laughed and said, "It seems that Father Nan's missionary work is not going very smoothly. Let's go in and take a look."

Liu Rushi straightened her clothes and followed closely behind.

The Church of Our Lady is a Rococo building, characterized by its bright, delicate, and charming appearance, giving people a relaxed feeling.

Compared to the sharply defined, unrestrained, and soaring Gothic architecture, Rococo architecture is more gentle. Ferdinand Verbiest's intentions were commendable!
He knew very well that if he built a church shaped like a bamboo shoot, towering above all others in height, trouble would inevitably follow sooner or later!
The tallest tree in the forest is bound to be felled by the wind.
This is an Eastern philosophy of survival!

Hearing footsteps, a priest carrying a Bible hurried out to greet them.

"May you be blessed, sir."

"Father, I would like to donate some money for incense offerings. It's not much."

Three taels of silver, just picked it up!

"Thank you, you are a true gentleman! Wealthy, generous, and philanthropic."

Looking at the excited priest, Jiang Qingyun instantly realized that this guy, whom he had only met once, had failed to recognize him. After all, they were of different races, and it was normal for him to be face-blind.

"Sir, would you like to learn about Jesus?"

"Okay."

Jesus is the Son of God.

The priest from Macau talked on and on in broken Chinese for about fifteen minutes until Ferdinand Verbiest arrived.

……

Ferdinand Verbiest stared at him in surprise for a few seconds, then lifted the hem of his robe and knelt down.

"Prime Minister, your arrival is an honor to the faithful."

"Get up, Father Nan. It's been a long time. How have you been?"

"Everything is God's arrangement, everything is fine."

"I admire your mindset, your perseverance, and your unwavering faith!"

"Thank you, Prime Minister, you don't need to spend money."

"No, no, I found that piece of silver on the road."

After hearing this amazing little story, Ferdinand Verbiest looked thoughtful.

"The Prime Minister is blessed by all the gods, and his fortune is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Thank you for your kind donation. God will bless you."

Jiang Qingyun suddenly stopped.

"Tell me, who is greater, the emperor or God?"

Ferdinand Verbiest pondered for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "God said, the emperor is greater!"

"troubled you!"

Jiang Qingyun patted Nan Huairen on the shoulder and stopped debating.

None of the priests who arrived in the East in the 17th century were mediocre!

……

suddenly~
A series of piercing baby cries came from inside, and it seemed there were more than one or two babies crying.

Jiang Qingyun pushed open the door and discovered that there was a large group of babies inside.

A priest and several male servants were in a flurry of activity.

"How is this going?"

“About three months ago, we found an abandoned baby at the church entrance. After discussing it, we decided to take the child in and named him Adam. Later, more than a dozen healthy abandoned babies were left at the church entrance.”

"So, you've all accepted them."

"Yes."

The probability of a healthy baby boy being abandoned is not very high, which clearly indicates there's something fishy going on.

Jiang Qingyun stared at Nan Huairen with suspicion.

Ferdinand Verbiest replied respectfully, “I have inquired and found that their mothers are all Manchus from the inner city.”

"why?"

"I am not sure."

"What are your plans for settling them in?"

“I want to raise these children and have them become the first believers. Thank God, it’s all for the best.”

Jiang Qingyun nodded silently, vaguely guessing the reason behind it.

“Father Nan, I have a suggestion for you.”

"Please enlighten me, Grand Secretary?"

“Empty preaching is unlikely to move people’s hearts. You could try providing free medical care to the poor around Beijing.”

"Thank you, Prime Minister, that is indeed a great idea. However, medical practices in Europe are currently far behind those of traditional Chinese medicine, and my medical skills are not up to par."

"Pen and ink are at your service."

With swift and elegant strokes, Jiang Qingyun produced a fresh prescription.

Read aloud by Ferdinand Verbiest.

"Take one pound of rice, five ounces of pork, one ounce of dried ginger, one ounce of cinnamon, three mace of salt, three mace of oil, and two mace of sugar, add a pot of water, simmer for one hour, and it can cure a variety of diseases."

"Ah, I understand."

(End of this chapter)