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At this time, under the rule of the Ming Dynasty, although the Jesuits in the Central Plains were not as proudly boasted by the Vatican and the Bald Eagle family as they are now, they had tens or even hundreds of millions of believers without being recognized by the official government. But the number should not be underestimated.

According to the records of the Society of Jesus, there were more than 40,000 Jesuits in the Ming Dynasty in the tenth year of Chongzhen, and as many as 300,000 in the thirty-ninth year of Kangxi. In the sixth year of Kangxi's reign, there were 159 churches in China, covering Zhejiang, Fujian, Henan, Huguang, Jiangsu, Guangxi, Guangdong, Shanxi, Shaanxi, Shandong, Sichuan, Yunnan, Zhili and Beijing.

At this time, Long Huamin was preaching in Shandong.

Unlike Matteo Ricci, Bai Jin and others, this Long Huamin can be regarded as a very, very competent god. In today's popular parlance, he should be regarded as a Christian fundamentalist who stubbornly adheres to his beliefs. Before him, Matteo Ricci and the others were very sleek, not competent gods. These people try to avoid conflicts with traditional Chinese customs as much as possible when they preach. After Long Huamin succeeded Matteo Ricci as President Jesus, he began to repeatedly emphasize the principles and etiquette of Christianity, which eventually led to a dispute between China and Christianity over etiquette, which led to the ban of Christianity in the early Qing Dynasty.

This Long Huamin preached in Guangdong as early as the end of Wanli, but later he felt that he should preach in places with greater influence, so he went north. Of course, in the early stage, his preaching efforts were not great, because he went to compile the Chongzhen almanac. Chongzhen began to preach after finishing the compilation in the seventh year, but due to the Qing Demon's entry into the Kou and the unstable situation in Shandong, his religious propagation effect was not obvious. Moreover, the ground of Shandong is a place where there are many kinds of sects. His teachings on Jesus are not easily accepted.

Recently, however, he had seized an opportunity to preach.

When Abatai went south, he colluded with various secret religions on the ground in Shandong, that is, the so-called cults, and at first he also gave Li Huayu, who was in charge of the military affairs of Denglai in Shandong, a little bit of color. However, since Li Huayu hired the soldiers and horses of the Cao family and borrowed the thieves to level the Kou. Various underground religions on the ground in Shandong have also suffered heavy losses. After Abatai fled back to Liaodong with only a dozen horsemen, Li Huayu even wantonly carried out the construction of grassroots political power in Shandong, disrupting a large number of disaster victims and relocating them to Nanzhong in batches, not to mention sending soldiers who were injured in the war and were not suitable to continue serving in the army to serve as village chiefs in various villages and towns. Ordering these people to implement the so-called armor protection law in various towns and villages has greatly reduced the living space of the White Lotus Sect and other traditional Chinese old cults.

As a last resort, the White Lotus Sect was gradually forced to leave the northeast of Shandong and develop in the Gyeonggi region, abandoning the territory of Shandong, forming a vacuum that all religious forces did not dare to reach for the time being. Thereupon. It was at this time that Long Huamin entered the Shandong region to preach.

(Huh?) It seems that the unkind author has found something wrong again. How can a world religion compete with a traditional secret cult with a history of thousands of years for followers? This is not scientific! Could it be that a religious organization like the White Lotus is the same as Christianity? Or is Christianity, like the White Lotus, a cult from the roots? Can anyone explain clearly? ）

With Long Huamin's ability and ability, he has encountered such a good opportunity, how can he not develop believers and build churches in a big way? However, in a few months, there were Christian "families" and evangelists in all parts of northwestern and southwestern Shandong, and even in some prefectures and counties in eastern Henan. In the middle of the road, above the market. It is not uncommon to see people blocking someone's path and spreading doctrine to him. Preach about the benefits of church membership.

By the time Li Huayu and the officials in Shandong discovered that there were people spreading Christianity in various prefectures and counties in Shandong, Long Huamin had already developed hundreds of "families" of all sizes, involving a population of tens of thousands.

At the beginning of receiving the news from Hue that Alfonso had been appointed as the cardinal archbishop of the Chinese Protestant Church, and at the same time ordering the churches and believers everywhere to spread the doctrine under the leadership of the Protestant church, Long Huamin was quite happy, believing that he had such a powerful figure as Li Shouhan as his support and backer. Christianity could be spread legally and rapidly throughout the Ming Dynasty.

However, when he learned about the organizational structure, mission, purpose, and teachings of the Chinese Protestant Church, he could not help but be furious.

"This is heresy! This is a heresy that goes against the original purpose of Christ! ”

Long Huamin carefully flipped through the Protestant teachings sent with the order ordering him and his followers to join Chinese Protestantism, and found that it was a fusion of traditional Chinese Confucianism, the Zen teachings of Buddhism, and even the theories of Islam, the sworn enemy of Christianity. "It's a hodgepodge!"

"That's it! This is such a pseudo-sect that was born for the sake of Duke Li himself! We do not recognize his leadership and legitimacy! Several priests who were of the same heart as Long Huamin were also so angry that Venus appeared in front of them.

"Don't be in a hurry, I need to write an article to refute the inconsistency of this Protestant doctrine with the right way!"

Long Huamin's pen is very fast, and his writing skills are also good. Soon, an article entitled "On the Incompatibility of the Doctrines of Chinese Protestantism with the Orthodox Way of Christ" was published. In addition to ordering people to copy and read to those who were not very literate, he also wrote a letter to Tang Ruowang and others in Beijing, and the letter appended this text, first, asking them to help and give advice, and second, he planned to ask them to get up and respond, so that this Chinese Protestantism could not be recognized among the believers, and finally had to end up in disgrace.

However, try to look at today's Shandong, who is in the world?

Li Huayu had long been a little angry when he saw Long Huamin, a god stick, preaching in his own one-acre and three-point land, but he couldn't find a suitable reason to clean him up for a while. It just so happened that Father Shuai established and fostered such a sect, what does this sect do, how can he, Grand Prince Li, not know? So, he immediately sent the relevant official documents and scriptures to Long Huamin. Originally, he planned to incorporate the followers and organizations he developed into the Chinese Protestant system, but he didn't want this person to be so ignorant and say that the Protestantism planned and established by his father was a "false religion" and a "heretical"? It's worth it!

Originally, according to Li Huayu's intentions, he ordered someone to find Long Huamin and kill him with one knife.

However, Liang Kuan beside him was older after all. Older and more serious.

"Young marshal, it's easy to kill. I'm afraid that if I kill it, there will be some hands that are not easy to clean up, it is better to do this, this red-haired ghost is preaching in Shandong, and there is neither the official document of our lord nor the will of the imperial court. It is illegally disseminated privately. It is no different from those who sell smuggled salt. Just deport him out of the country! ”

However, he did not send anyone to Luxinan to inform the local government, this Long Huamin's sense of smell was more intelligent than that of a dog, and after hearing some wind in his ears, he immediately smeared oil on the soles of his feet. It's not at all like the founding ancestor who knew that someone had betrayed him, and he could still gather his apprentices together for dinner.

didn't dare to leave blatantly, Long Huamin could only wrap his head and face tightly, mixed in the ranks of the homeless people. From southwestern Lu, along several rivers, walk forward with the main current. Along the way, they did not dare to pass through the villages and towns of the prefectures, counties, and towns, and they all slept in the wild.

But fortunately, he was in the ranks of the homeless, and most of these people were like this, and they were not conspicuous.

"Father, where are we going?" When you look at the empty space and see that there is no one around. His assistant whispered to him where he was going.

"Beijing. We're going to Beijing! ”

"To Beijing!?" The assistant was a little confused, and walked south for several days. How can I get to Beijing? Isn't this typical of what is the opposite of the grain?

"No, if we go north and go directly through the hinterland of Shandong, we will easily be caught by those Protestant accomplices. Therefore, we tried to shorten our stay in Shandong as much as possible, and went south to Nanzhili. Or go to Qingjiangpu and go south along the canal to Nanjing, and then take a sea boat north to Tianjin to enter Beijing. Or on the edge of the Yellow River, get on a boat carrying refugees to Haikou, and then find a sea boat to go north to Tianjin to enter Beijing! ”

"When I arrive in Beijing, I will join my colleagues in Nantang in issuing an article attacking Alfonso as a heretic. And write to the Holy See and accuse them of Alfonso's rebellion against God! Ask them to declare Protestantism heretic, and I'm going to burn Alfonso at the stake! ”

Speaking of excitement, Long Huamin, who was warming up by the fire, looked extremely terrifying under the beating of the flames.

The South Hall, founded in 1601 (that is, the twenty-ninth year of Wanli), is the residence of the Jesuit priests granted by the Wanli Emperor to China. Italy also lived here after the Jesuit Matteo Ricci came to Beijing. And bought the 'Shoushan Academy' next to his residence (originally the place where Ming Donglin lectured) for 500 taels of gold, and used it as a private prayer place, which was very small. With the increasing number of believers, in the 33rd year of Wanli, Father Matteo Ricci converted it into a small church. At that time, there were more than 200 believers in Beijing. It has always been a nucleus of the Jesuit priests in China. At this time, it was Tang Ruowang who presided over the teaching affairs in the South Hall, and his disciple Nan Huairen was here.

Because Tang Ruowang sorted out the two books "Fire Attack Essentials" and "Fire Attack Secrets", he won Zhu Youzhen's trust. With the efforts of John Tang, in the eleventh year of Chongzhen, Zhu Youzhen wrote an inscription for Christianity "Praise Tianxue", and then John Tang made a plaque and sent it to Christian churches around the country to hang.

It was precisely because of such a relationship that Long Huamin had to rush to Beijing with great difficulty, first, to avoid the scourge of death, second, to find the allies, and third, if possible, he was ready to sue Li Shouhan to Emperor Chongzhen through the channel of Tang Ruowang, accusing him of sabotaging the freedom of religious propagation.

Along the route of Fanxian, Liangshan, and Yuncheng, Long Huamin and others followed the brigade of displaced people towards Jining, the main wharf of the canal. There are legends among the ranks of the displaced people, when they arrive in Jining, there is serious food to eat, and the government there is a porridge, and after everyone has a good spirit, they can take the boat in the canal into the Yellow River, and then go to Denglai, from Denglai to Nanzhong. In short, when you arrive in Jining, everyone will have a good time.

Listening to the slightly excited discussions of the homeless people, if it weren't for the sake of avoiding disaster, Long Huamin would almost jump out to preach the gospel, so that these homeless people would believe that only by believing in the Lord would they have five loaves and two fishes, and they would have a good life. Being hung on the cross also has a chance to be resurrected.

"Let's go! The front is Jiaxiang County! When you arrive in Jiaxiang County, it is equivalent to arriving at the gate of Jining Prefecture! Some of the people in the ranks of the displaced people who knew the words on the boundary monument shouted loudly, causing a small commotion in the ranks. People consciously or unconsciously quickened their pace, helping the old and the young to move forward with difficulty.

However, after not going far, the team felt as if they had encountered the tide of the breakwater. It came to an abrupt halt, and someone spread a terrifying message.

"There's a team of horses coming ahead!"

"There's a team of horses coming ahead!"

On the wasteland, a team of horses rolled up the loess from south to north, and a pillar of smoke shrouded this mighty team.

Who is here? Official? Xiang Yong? Pole? Horse thieves? The homeless people were a little frightened. Although the ground in Shandong is much more peaceful than other regions, large and small bandits have either been wiped out or driven to other provinces. However, there are still quite a few villagers in various places who have formed villages to protect themselves. This is the ground in southwest Lu, where the borders of several provinces meet, and there are really horse thieves and rogues infested, and the state and county officials don't know about it.

"Father, this group of people who came has no banner, but I am afraid that they are not officers and soldiers, and they do not look like village warriors. What are we going to do? In order to prevent others from listening to the secret, Long Huamin's assistant deliberately passed the message to him quietly in Cantonese official dialect.

"By this time. It's useless to panic, just act when the opportunity arises! ”

As he spoke, the scout of the caravan galloped closer.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, in the smoke and dust of the road, in the twilight that gradually thickened, large groups of people and vehicles came from far and near. The outcasts and the cavalry met each other head-on, but they could not avoid it, so they had to leave the main road. Stand in the wasteland on both sides of the road. It's dusk, this group of homeless people. The children have long been crying with hunger, and the old man is **. Originally, they thought that the hope that could let them live was in front of them, but they encountered this unknown team, which made them sorrowful and terrorous.

Whether it is an officer or a bandit, which one is easy to talk to? Young adults are better. When they encounter the possibility of being caught and coerced to be used as cannon fodder, what kind of tragic fate awaits those old and weak women and children?

The hungry people wanted to see the cavalry walking by, but they did not dare to look at it head-on, their eyes full of fear, surprise and curiosity. I don't know where this man came from. Will it be harsh on them, or will it take the young among them away? It was astonishing that I had never seen such a neat procession before, and that it did not do any terrible act against them, nor did it insult them, nor did it even look fierce. Because they were surprised in their hearts, they couldn't help but secretly observe this army with curious eyes.

After a long march, the horses were sweaty, their legs were covered with dust, and white air was spewing out of their mouths and noses. Although the riders on horseback were also tired, they were still in good spirits, and their troops were neat, and none of the cavalrymen dared to walk without permission, and they made a loud noise, which was very different from all the cavalry of the official army that the homeless people had seen.

"The horses were fed very fat, and there were no riders or officers to withhold the horses. It seems that the leader of this army is very good at leading troops and is very disciplined! Long Huamin was also mixed in the team, commenting on the riders passing in front of him.

The riders on horseback, although they had no banners, and their clothes were quite disheveled, and it was not clear which armed force they belonged to. However, judging from the outfits of the dozen or so riders passing by in front of him, Long Huamin was already quite surprised.

One color added an iron armor to the cotton armor, all of which were elites wearing heavy armor. Although the state of the armor varies, it is extremely rare to be able to do so many people wearing heavy armor! On everyone's body, long knives, horse lances, long and short weapons. In addition to the bones, stiff bows, and quivers, several people carried firecrackers on their backs, and the muzzles of the firecrackers were carefully made of cotton to prevent dust from entering.

In the distance, there are still a large number of chariots and horses traveling along the official road, if they are all such elites, then the strength of this team of men and horses is extremely amazing. Long Huamin began to think about whether to use the strength of this team to find a way to get in and leave Shandong to the capital as soon as possible.

Some of the old and weak women and children in the procession, seeing that the riders were only hurrying and had no intention of harassing and plundering, became much more emboldened and began to relax. Some elderly women were worried about their daughters-in-law and daughters, but later found that none of the cavalry came to molest the women, and suddenly put their hearts at ease and secretly recited the phrase "Amitabha".

However, before the old ladies could finish reciting this Buddha name, a high-pitched and shrill shout came from around the two young men who were obviously the leaders of the horse team: "Stop! Rest, sharpen! ”

With this order, the riders dismounted one after another, led their war horses on the official road and walked their horses in small steps, so that these silent comrades-in-arms could rest, and some people even took out a small pinch of salt from their arms, spread it in the palm of their hands, and let the horses lick it with their soft tongues.

A small leader-looking man walked quickly to the group of displaced people, "That is the leader?" ”

An old man walked to the front of the team tremblingly, "Master, the little old man is everyone's head." ”

"Please come here, the two young marshals have something to tell you."

The old man didn't know the good luck, so he had to go with the little leader. With the old man leaving, the crowd fell into panic again.

But even if a terrible fate awaits us, what can these poor people fight against? (To be continued......)