Damn silently, I heard a sentence in my heart, but then Jiangfan was stunned. He thought about what Zhou he said. He said, "Little Wang Ye, according to your statement, can I make complaints about the belief that we are all infidels in the long life education? Are we all damned?"
Zhou He nodded helplessly: "yes, the doctrine of Changsheng religion does not allow the existence of gods of other sects, so for Changsheng religion, other sects are naturally evil. As for those of us who don''t believe in any religion, for Changsheng religion, they belong to unbelievers and are also the goal of being saved."
"When the grassland golden tent is looted every year, the slogan is to spread the glory of Changsheng further, to save our people who deviate from Changsheng, to let us return to the embrace of Changsheng and bathe in the light of Changsheng with them."
Jiang Fan was a little stunned.
That sounds familiar? In my own world... It seems that there are sects with similar doctrines, and the scale of sects has reached world-class, resulting in a series of serious consequences.
"No, little prince, according to this, the Pope of Changsheng religion should be no different from the one who killed his father and enemy. Is this mission still arranging him to do something?"
Jiang Fan asked in amazement.
"It''s not that serious. You know, I know, and the nobles of the grassland golden tent know very well what the fundamental purpose of the doctrine is. Therefore, it''s only the herdsmen and slaves at the bottom who will be crazy because of these doctrines."
"As for the upper class nobles of the grassland golden tent... Just a little, you should understand that the most expensive jade, jewelry, wine and silk in our week will be sold to the grassland in various ways every year."
Zhou he shrugged and then said, "as for the Pope, he can be called the first wise man on the grassland. Do you think he relies on his fanatical belief in longevity? In the final analysis... Longevity religion is just a weapon used by the nobles of the grassland to consolidate their control over the grassland."
Listening to Zhou he''s bluntly, Jiang Fan won''t ask any more questions.
Generally understanding the teachings of Changsheng religion made Jiang Fan deeply afraid of Changsheng religion.
Think about it, although the grassland is vast and sparsely populated, there are tens of millions of people, right?
Tens of millions of crazy believers who have been completely brainwashed by Changsheng and howl to dedicate their lives to their longevity day. What a terrible group is this?
In a sense, once this group starts to launch a war of aggression against foreign countries, it is like a locust. There is no grass in its path
With these thoughts surging in his mind, Jiang Fan has moved into a special guild hall in Heyang city with the whole embassy.
The scale of the mission of thousands of people is really not small.
However, 99% of them are soldiers, so when making arrangements, they can be resettled by marching.
In a wing room, there is no problem for ten people to live together.
Only Batu a lion blue, nasutu, as well as several immortality priests and leading generals need to settle down alone.
But Rao is so. The resettlement of thousands of people took an afternoon.
Because the soldiers in the mission did not listen to Jiang Fan and other Heyang officials at all. It must be Jiang Fan and other Heyang officials who informed several generals of the corresponding arrangement, and then several generals sent orders, so that the soldiers would act according to their words.
Invisibly, nature greatly increases the time cost.
Until the western edge of the sun, the whole Heyang city began to enter dusk, and the placement of the mission was really completed.
At this time, it is almost time for the dinner of King Zhou di.
So without further delay, Jiang Fan and Zhou he invited several important members of the mission to the palace for a banquet.
Although batua lion blue is arrogant, arrogant and domineering, it finally knows the importance of this mission, so it has no moth on this issue of time.
However, his eyes always fell on Lin Wanqing intentionally or unintentionally, which made Jiang Fan more unhappy.
The guild hall where the embassy is settled is not far from King Wu''s house.
Apart from Batu a Shi LAN and nasutu, the only people who went to the Royal Palace dinner were the two elders who always served beside nasutu, as well as several generals who were in charge of the leader of the mission.
Because the number of thousands of barbarians has reached a certain dangerous line, the nearest Garrison has long been stationed in Heyang city.
Of course, this kind of defense is basically only symbolic.
He arrived at the palace in a carriage specially arranged by King Wu''s residence. The son Zhou He, as the landlord, began to replace Jiang Fan and took the initiative to lead and introduce some patterns in the palace. At the same time, he also had to answer many questions from nasutu.
These are all routine steps, except that the envoys sent by grassland golden tent each year are different in terms of the principal envoy. Therefore, Zhou he has to repeat the same words every year since he began to be responsible for welcoming the envoys.
Soon came to the palace garden where the dinner was held, and the well-dressed King Zhou Di appeared in the sight of everyone.
It was another hypocritical greeting. Jiang Fan couldn''t help glancing at the forthright performance of King Zhou di.
In front of these grassland barbarians, King Zhou Di is like a heroic man without any heart.
What city government? What royal majesty? There was no trace on Zhou di.
Acting is OK, my lord... If you go to my world, do you have to give you an Oscar?
Jiang Fan was surprised. After seeing King Zhou Di''s greetings with nasutu and Batu a Shi LAN, he began to greet several people to take their seats. Jiang Fan also led Lin Wanqing to sit in a position that should be a clearing house guest on the other side.
The scale of the dinner was not large. With the scavengers in the palace, there were less than 20 people.
As for the officials belonging to Heyang government, only Jiang Fan himself.
Even the city guard Gu Yan was not among the invited.
As everyone took their seats, King Zhou Di clapped his hands to indicate that the dinner could begin.
Rows of waitresses, carrying wine jars and all kinds of dishes, put them on the long table in front of everyone.
The dishes are full of color, aroma and wine, and Jiang Fan''s immortal is drunk.
Everyone has the same amount of small plates in front of them, but considering the habits of barbarians, each barbarian has a huge roast leg of lamb in front of him.
The wine and dishes were soon ready, and Zhou Di clapped his hands again. More than a dozen dancers who had already prepared appeared in the garden, dancing with the sound of orchestral music.
"Come on, everybody, raise your glass! Especially guests from afar, taste our latest wine! I''m sure I won''t let you down!"
Zhou Di said and raised the glass in front of him.