The king held the glass, and his eyes fell on the Archbishop of Jolin County.
The Archbishop of Jolin County shivered indistinctly, and at the moment when the king's eyes swept over, he felt as if a knife had been scraped from his neck. However, he quickly calmed down. As the No. 2 figure in the church in Legrand, he knew much more about the situation on the other side of the Abyss Strait than others.
No one can go against the radiance of the Holy Lord, he confirmed it.
"Ladies and gentlemen, in the name of the merciful Lord." The Archbishop of Jolling raised the cross on his chest high, and he looked around the others at the banquet, "Can we witness such a tragedy? "
People exchanged glances, and one after another, many people stood up and carefully considered their words, trying to express their views in words that both echoed the Archbishop of Jolin County, but were not so directly opposed to the king. .
The secular aristocracy does not really have too much devotion to the Holy Court like the monk aristocracy.
They care more about their own interests than their piety.
The authority of the Holy Court is astonishingly powerful. They want to know what attitude the king will take on the Holy Court in the future. There is no doubt that even in the recent "Free Chamber of Commerce Regulations" and the blockade of the Black Death, the nobles have received a lot of money. There are few advantages, but these advantages are not enough to make them stand completely opposite the Holy Court with the king.
However, at the same time, they did not want to face off against the king who had just won a victory and whose power and prestige were unprecedentedly high in the country.
They carefully reserved leeway for themselves.
However, the lords of the border and the representatives of the state are not so polite... They prefer that the royal family and the Holy Court have a complete relationship with the Holy Court, so that they can benefit from it.
"Mr. Bishop." The king turned the glass, his tone was modest, and he even had a smile on his face—if it hadn't been for the post-Civil War purges, he would have had the same smile, "I heard you were there. He is quite accomplished in theology, and he has been to the sanctuary to get advice from Mr. Pope. Is that so?"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Although the Bishop of Jolin County was a little puzzled and did not understand why the king mentioned this, he still slightly bowed his body and replied in a humble, but actually very contented tone.
"I have been fortunate enough to have been taught by the Holy Sect."
"In this case, you must have obtained 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 a purgatory punishment after death. Mr. Ladies and gentlemen, I believe you must be as confused as I am. Since there is a bishop who has been taught by the Pope and a dean who was born in the Holy Spirit Bay Sanctuary and participated in the debate of the Holy Church, why not ask them to debate this matter. , to clear up our confusion?"
Holy Spirit Bay Sanctuary, Holy Congregation Debate.
The crowd was noisy, and even the Bishop of Jolin County changed slightly.
The Holy Spirit Bay is where the Holy City of the Holy See is today, and the Holy See debate is the highest meeting of the entire Holy See spiritual world. All those who were born in Holy Spirit Bay and were eligible to participate in the Holy Congregation were almost all members of the Holy See Power Core, the future reservists for the Twelve Sanctuaries.
There is a joke used for sarcasm:
Even if it was a small monk, as long as he claimed to be from the Holy Court, the archbishop of the princely state was willing to lean over and kiss the uppers of their shoes.
Although it is exaggerated, it can be seen.
With the king's relationship with the Holy Court, how could he have the support of such a person
The thin, white-haired Father Anil stood up from his seat, and his student, Father Lemmy, looked at him with concern.
The Director of Internal Affairs loudly introduced to everyone present their strange Father Anil - he was born in the Holy See, studied at Trinity Theological Seminary, became a professor of the college after graduation, served as a cardinal aide, and attended the Holy See three times before and after. Congregation, when the Holy See reunified doctrine in 1411, he was at the council and is now abbot of Legrand North.
1411 Whitsunday Conference, Father Anil.
Some church members in the audience became complicated, and they looked at each other. Obviously, a small group of people in the church had heard of this theological master who had defeated the Pope in the debate. Even, the Holy See originally planned to determine purgatory at the meeting in 1411, but because of Father Anil's rebuttal, some of the Holy See elders changed their original ideas when making the decision.
It was not until Father Anil was expelled from the Holy See, after the third Holy Synod, that the Pope was able to formally incorporate the theory of purgatory into orthodoxy.
The Archbishop of Jollin's poop is obviously more of red wine and climbing tricks. He doesn't recognize who his opponent is, but hears that Father Anil is now just the Abbot of the Northland. , showing a look of contempt.
"Sir." Dean Anil said gently, "What is purgatory? Where does it come from?"
"Purgatory is the place to be judged. My dear Mr. Abbot, this is something that babies know." The Archbishop of Yollin sneered, "Do I need to tell you more? All those who have committed petty crimes or can Souls that are exempted from sin and have not yet done penance, can neither enter the kingdom of God nor go to hell, will be placed in purgatory to suffer temporarily, waiting for all sins to be washed away, so they need our redemption ."[1]
"Sir, this is stipulated by the teachings of 1417, not the origin of purgatory." Dean Anil's voice was steady, "The word purgatory was proposed by priests such as Amberkin, Ross, and Peter in the 12th century. , this is a wrong interpretation, and their basis comes from the 12th verses 39 to 26 of the Holy Book, and the 12th verse 32...”
Having said that, Father Anil recited all the stanzas he mentioned word for word.
"Isn't this enough to explain the existence of purgatory?" The Archbishop of Jolin County sarcastically said, "Since you remember, you shouldn't make such a big mistake."
"On the contrary." Dean Anil replied, "It just proves that purgatory does not exist. The space of purgatory is not clearly pointed out from beginning to end in the holy book, but later generations misinterpreted these original references. Instead of the admonition that we should be redeemed by faith, the Holy Books admonish us clearly: there is a complete separation between the living and the dead."
"Let no one of you make children pass through the fire, neither should there be any divination, omens, sorcerers, sorcerers, magicians, ghosts, sorcerers, or overcasters."[2 ]
This is the commandment from the Holy Book, and Father Anil recites it aloud.
"The Lord has already made this clear in His mercy and mercy—
After death, the soul does not need to go through the pure stage of purgatory, but is in a state of dormancy that lasts until the final judgment and the final resurrection; There may be any connection, and all the acts of intercession that the living do for the dead, including prayers, Eucharistic offerings, buying indulgences, etc., have no meaning. [3]”
There was an uproar in the audience.
This is the first time someone has so loudly declared that purgatory does not exist on such a high-political occasion as Legrand.
The Archbishop of Jolin County trembled and pointed at the fearless Dean Anil: "You, you, you... Do you even want to deny your redemptive position as an apostle?!"
"Yes!" Dean Anil replied sternly, "I never thought that I had the right to redeem anyone on behalf of the supreme Lord. Only devout faith can establish communication between the apostles and the Lord. Bridges. Not even the Holy See can teach a sinner to ascend to the kingdom of God! The keys to the kingdom of God are no longer in our hands, but in the hands of all! The world has nothing to do with the soul!"
Some nobles who originally wanted to get up sat back to their original positions after hearing this paragraph.
They look different.
Especially the nobles in the south, doing business has always been deprecated in the teachings of the Holy See, and it has always been considered that only the people who have committed crimes will do it. do. But in fact, the nobility's territory is very supportive, and the nobility closer to the southern commercial boom area is more and more dissatisfied with these commandments.
Abandoning this, just the various miscellaneous taxes they pay to the Holy Court every year is also a lot of expenses.
But these people are only a few. More people changed their faces when they heard Dean Anil's shocking remarks. Many ladies and young ladies covered their mouths and noses with handkerchiefs. Appears to have passed out.
Several priests stood up one after another and loudly refuted Dean Anil.
At the beginning, they also quoted various regulations and various interpretations of holy books, but Dean Anil was more familiar with these regulations and interpretations of holy books than them. He was able to recite the whole text for the other party on the spot, citing the holy books one by one, and refuting them one by one.
At the back, the priests were almost speechless and could only angrily accuse Dean Anil of being a "blasphemer" and a "heretic" who should be burned at the stake.
"May I ask you, is the Holy See's status higher than the Holy Lord's oracle? Can we think that the stripes of mortals are above the teachings of the true God?" Dean Anil asked sharply, "The indulgence itself is the right to the divine. The blasphemy! The Holy Court has never had the right to redeem people's souls, and if you want to achieve redemption, only faith itself!"
"I am willing to take all the responsibility for all my speeches today. If pious belief is sinful, then I am willing to burn at the stake for it!"
Dean Anil answered with a sonorous force. He raised his hand to hold the cross on his chest and held it high.
Father Lemmy stood up and held his cross aloft as well.
Dean Anil looked around at everyone present, with white hair and wrinkled hands, but there was a rock-like power in his eyes.
The radiance falling from the sky shrouded him, and he was more like a benevolent saint than all the frescoes and all the statues.
Full silence.
In the silence, the king put down the wine glass and raised his hand to applaud: "Thank you for clearing my doubts, Mr. Dean."
Saying that, the king looked around.
He smiled.
"Ladies and gentlemen, shouldn't we applaud this wonderful debate? Shouldn't we rejoice that our mistakes are finally righted?"
The king's tone was very kind, but his eyes were also very cold.
- This is a less formal lineup.
At the seat, some people began to applaud with the king, and soon the number became more and more, mainly the nobles from the southeast and some former royalist nobles, the state represented the general Edmund of the Central Angel state and Ke. Representatives of Yabang also applauded, along with some smaller states in the middle and south.
The high lord and the larger kingdoms sat stiffly among the applauding crowd.
Their faces were ashen, neither angry nor approving.
"Cheers for faith!"
The king smiled, raised the golden goblet high, and saluted everyone present. Then drink up the wine.
The applauding people raised their glasses and shouted in unison, "Cheers for faith."
Amid the cheers, the king smiled and looked down at his empty glass - toast to the faith! Cheers!
As soon as the wine cup fell, the king clapped his hands again, and the old judge who presided over the opening ceremony at the Glory Conference stood up, holding a statute book in his hand.
"Since we have realized our mistakes, we can't go further and further down the wrong path." The king said lightly, turning a blind eye to the livid faces of the lords and priests, "In order to make up for our mistakes, the royal meeting of the royal family has drawn up such a plan. draft."
A group of judges dressed in black walked into the hall under the guidance of their attendants and distributed the drafted ordinance documents one by one.
The Restricted Purgatory Creed and the Ordination Ordinance
Seeing the name of the draft, General Edmund's eyes jumped in the corner, and for a moment he felt that he was not holding a document, but a sword.
A war without gunpowder, but equally dangerous.
He took a slow, deep breath and finally understood what the king wanted to do with the Duke of Buckingham's funeral—
What a funeral! This is clearly a declaration of war!
This ordinance is the first clarion call.
Facing the authority of the Holy Court, the king finally tore off the appearance of harmony on the surface, and put all the rivalries on the card table first. He chose to use Abbot Anil, the leader of the "Holy Sect" who was expelled from the Holy City, as a chess, and began to challenge the authority of the Pope.
Should he be called crazy or fearless
Even the nobles who applauded before saw this document, their expressions changed suddenly, and suddenly looked up at the king sitting on the throne. The rest of the priests, lords, and representatives of the state reacted even more. Many people stood up and wanted to say something.
However, just as they stood up, a heavy hoof sound came from the door of the hall.
Click, click, click.
The sound of the horse's hooves hitting the rocky floor was low and powerful, with an unnerving chill.
A war horse and a knight appeared at the entrance of the banquet hall.
Behind the knight was the dark night, and the brilliant candlelight fell on his iron armor. The knight wears icy iron gloves and has a long sword hanging from his waist. He was holding the rein in one hand, the helmet in the other, half-length silver hair tied behind his head, and his ice-blue eyes were as quiet as a blade of cold.
General John.
he came.
Today is the funeral of the Duke of Buckingham and his official role as King's Defender.
At the moment when the opponents stood up and the undercurrent was surging, he stepped into the banquet hall.
The representatives of the state stopped talking from the moment General John stepped into the hall. Those who stood up exchanged glances. The lords of the border slowly sat up straight, and the noble ladies and young ladies had a hunch about what would happen next, and moved their eyes back and forth on General John and the other knights at the banquet with some nervousness and some anticipation.
The king raised his glass to his cousin.
The House Chief announced to everyone at the banquet that the King's Defender, General John, had arrived.
Under all eyes, General John raised his fist and tapped his heart.
The iron armor collided with a crisp sound.
"By the honor of a knight, I will defend the dignity and authority of His Majesty with my life."
General John's voice was low and powerful, and he looked at the king who was toasting himself on the throne.
"Throughout my life, I will take the responsibility and honor of the defender as my responsibility. All those who do not support Your Majesty, I will punish with a sharp sword and trample with an iron cavalry."
"Now-"
General John took off his iron glove and threw it to the ground.
"I challenge all His Majesty's opponents here!"
The iron glove fell to the ground.
The candles flickered and the flames were shining brightly, and it fell on the young General John - who had inherited his father's dukeship, and now he would also inherit the position of "defender" of the Duke of Buckingham.
The first knight who opposed the regulations stood up from the banquet table and walked out. He picked up the iron glove thrown on the ground by General John: "Please."
This is the Middle Ages.
This is the age of knights.
Beneath all the graceful etiquette intertwined, the most savage and primitive impulses of violence are concealed. Blood and armor, swords and duels are the most respected and noblest way of adjudication in this era—at the expense of one party's glory and one party's death. The lords could not theologically defeat Dean Anil, but they were able to defeat the king's defenders in the dueling arena.
That means the king's plan today will fail—
No one will trust a king who does not possess absolute force!
At this moment, General John is a symbol of the king himself.
The king put the honor into his hands.
The Qiangwei family has never been afraid of bloodshed, and the duel arena is located in the square in front of the hall. The torches that had been prepared were lit one by one, and the flames circled a duel circle.
The master of ceremonies began to call out the knights on both sides of the duel: "The Rose family, the king's defender! General John!"
General John rode forward, the scarlet cloak on his back rolled up, and the king's guards spontaneously raised the rose king flag high for him. The old minions of the Duke of Buckingham cried out for peace. He drew out the long sword from his waist. This time, the duel field was much smaller than that of a horse duel. The two sides would not use a lance, but rather a more dangerous melee duel.
"Dirk State, Sir Tesson!"
General John's opponent also stepped into the arena, wearing a blue cape and holding a shield with the laurel crest in one hand. In the face of the son of the Duke of Buckingham, the bloodline of the imperial lion, he maintained enough vigilance and attention.
At the moment the ceremonial officer announced the start, General John's warhorse galloped like a gust of wind. The two sides approached in an instant, General John holding the sword, the blade turned sideways. His opponent is also a long-established knight with a record enough to boast.
The cold wind blew across his face, and General John was very calm.
The war horses finally collided, and at that moment, General John shouted loudly, and the long sword brought a fierce wind whistling. Sir Tesson raised his shield to greet him. In the flash of lightning, the side of the long sword brushed over the shield. This was not a miss, but a more deadly attack—because in the next moment, General John even led his horse. jump up.
The king used this trick at Bendsburg, and now it's showing up on General John.
The Duke of Buckingham taught two of the best knights in the world in his life.
One is his nephew! One is his son!
The horses neighed, the knights roared, and General John in mid-air had transformed into a furious lion. His father's glory revived on him, and his long sword slashed hard, knocking off the enemy's shield.
Blood, sword light.
The warhorse landed, and the breeze galloped out with General John like a breeze. Behind him, a head swirled high, and blood spattered like a spring.
"Next!"
General John roared, and he threw the iron glove to the ground again.
Behind him, the corpse of Sir Tesson slammed down from the horse.
The wind swept the earth, and the fire of the torch rose upward.
"Next!"
The corpses gradually piled up, and Charles looked at General John, who was wielding his sword, as if the young Duke of Buckingham had appeared in front of him again.
The last time the iron glove fell to the ground, no one dared to step into the arena again. Blood dripped down from General John's armor. He reined in his horse in one hand and held a sword in the other, standing proudly and coldly among the corpses everywhere. Everyone who touched his eyes drank involuntarily.
The ceremonial officer shouted three times, but no one was there.
He loudly announced: "The Defender is born!!"
General John dismounted, drew his sword and walked forward. The crowd gave him a wide avenue leading directly to the main hall.
The king stepped down from the throne.
"Congratulations, my defender!"
The king watched his cousin and raised his golden goblet aloft.
"Fight for you!"
General John took the glass from the attendant and toasted the king.
"Defender!" "Defender!"
The cheers erupted like a tidal wave, the applause was thunderous, and in the crowd, the eyes of the Duke of Buckingham's former department were filled with tears.
The voices were full of people, and the crowd cheered, and in this noise, no one noticed a bard trembling all over.
Koya's old bard put his hand on the strings, he looked at the king holding the golden goblet, at the smiling General John, at the corpse, at the fire and blood... No number of words swept through his mind Pass. He finally understood the destiny of his life.
He was destined to write an epic like never before in his life.
That is the epic of the Rose family born with blood and fire!
This is a family born of blood, and the young lion's son, like his father, raised the 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 heroic soul of the Rose family never dies.
The author has something to say: [1] From "The Birth of Purgatory" by Jacques Legoff
[2] From the Old Testament Deuteronomy
[3] Shi Qinghai, Wang Qian, Ji Zhenqiu. On Martin Luther's Destruction of the Christian Death Culture [J]. Journal of Inner Mongolia Agricultural University (Social Science Edition), 2008(05):316-318.