Chapter 73 Lynn! What on earth did you do? !
The beliefs in Orne City are very mixed, and the teachings of many gods can be spread here.
Although their teachings will cause various conflicts, there are also constant frictions between churches.
But there is one thing that is different.
No matter which god compiles a scripture, he will guide his followers to become kind and generous people.
This is a positive guide to human nature.
Only in this way can the order operate as usual, and the power of faith they gain will become purer.
Looking at the last banner hung by the Augusta family guards, everyone fell into silence.
Although they still don't understand why these people want to raise funds in public in this way, there are many believers who belong to these churches present, and there is an impulse in their hearts.
After a long time, a hobbling old man slowly walked forward.
He took out a handful of scattered copper coins from his pocket and tried to put the money into the glass box where the Tenri Church was located.
"May the Lord bless you."
Looking at the banner above, he prayed tremblingly.
But just as the old man was about to stand on tiptoe and put his savings into the box, a guard suddenly walked over from the side.
"Sorry, old gentleman." The guard's voice was very polite, "Donations from ordinary believers are not accepted here."
The old man was stunned for a few seconds: "Why, why?"
"Because Master Lin En said that he does not make money from the poor."
The guard explained briefly.
After sending the old man away, as if he was afraid that the people watching from a distance would not understand, the guard explained loudly again.
“If anyone wants to donate, they must at least produce deeds for at least three properties in Orne City, or financial proof of an annual income of more than five thousand gold coins!”
This explanation surprised everyone.
In the donation activities I have experienced in the past, I always tried to find ways to get them to take money out of their pockets.
But the scene in front of me was actually upside down.
Not only do you not accept their donations, but you even have to provide proof of wealth?
It’s really strange.
A strange emotion arose in people's hearts.
But after looking at the crowd who were still watching, I realized that herd mentality finally took over.
After figuring out what was going on in the Municipal Square, they were able to satisfy their curiosity.
This is the end of the short-lived excitement.
Although today is a rest day, many people still have to work hard to make a living in order to provide bread and milk for their wives and children.
It didn't take long for the people who had gathered in the municipal square to disperse.
Only a few people were left to stop.
Soon, most of the day passed quickly.
During this process, from time to time some devout believers in the church would want to come forward and donate money after seeing those banners.
It’s just that most of them are poor people from poor families.
Therefore, everyone was blocked outside.
Until evening, the twelve glass boxes in the Municipal Square still stood quietly in place, empty.
It seems that it didn’t cause any waves in the city.
But in fact, what happened today was like a viral infection.
It only took one night to spread, and it reached the point where the whole city knew about it.
Almost all the people knew that the Augusta family and Duke Tireus had joined forces to raise security funds for disabled soldiers.
The target of fundraising is the local nobles and churches.
“You mean, they held another fund-raising event, and it was in public?”
In the Tianli Church, after hearing the report from his subordinates, Bishop Mosel was stunned Lived.
“Yes, not only that, they also hung several banners.”
With that said, the subordinate repeated the content on those banners.
Moselle gradually stood up subconsciously, pacing back and forth in the room while thinking.
After a long time, he suddenly sneered: "What did you think was the reason for such a big battle? It turns out that I was overly worried."
"Oh, Tyrus, You and your people are not so naive as to think that you can take money out of our pockets just by relying on this little trick, right?”
“Idiot!”
"Inform the surrounding churches that if you want to continue to share money in the future, now is the time to put aside your prejudices and conflicts." "This is an offensive from Duke Tireus. Only by defeating it perfectly can he even put it down." Only if it hurts can you get more benefits in the future.”
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“Tell them, this is my request, no, it’s a demand.”
“Any church or noble who dares to donate money in this bullshit event, from now on, is The mortal enemy of our Tianli Church!”
The days passed quickly.
Time flies, four days have passed.
In these four days, the fundraising activities in the Municipal Square did not calm down as time went by.
On the contrary.
In fact, it was mentioned repeatedly in the daily discussions of the people in the city in an explosive manner.
Even every day, a large number of people pass by the Municipal Square and stop to watch for a long time.
This was just to see what was in those boxes.
Because it’s so weird.
Until four days had passed, no money had been received into the glass donation boxes labeled those churches.
It is as if all churches have chosen silence.
For a small number of ordinary people who have no faith, this does not seem to be surprising, and it even feels like Duke Tyrus shot himself in the foot.
But in the eyes of most believers, this move seems to contain some hidden meaning.
“Let’s see which religion is the most kind and generous.”
Ironically, the donation box below is empty.
This stark contrast is impressive.
Every time they see the words on that banner, believers in major churches will fall into a somewhat anxious mood.
Then, he hurriedly left this place as if fleeing.
When they went to their respective churches to pray and confess, if they accidentally asked this question, the clergy would show cryptic expressions.
Unconsciously, an undercurrent began to surge in Orne City.
However, at this moment, the initiator of this series of events was sitting leisurely in the garden, enjoying afternoon tea.
Lynn was sipping hot black tea and basking in the sun comfortably.
The past few days have been really relaxing,
Speaking of which, it’s all thanks to that woman Yvestle.
She does not seem to have any outstanding leadership qualities. The only thing worthy of praise is her courage to delegate power.
At least in order to fulfill the agreement with Duke Tyrus, Ivester generously opened up all the authority in the manor to him.
But she herself has been missing recently.
That night, after the night chat with Duke Tyrus in his study, Ivester didn't know what news she was told, and she began to become busy.
Not only did she often not see her in the manor, but she would occasionally come back to rest, but she always looked dusty and tired.
Even once, Linn saw her face still stained with blood that had not been wiped dry!
I don’t know which unlucky guys suffered the disaster.
Even Afia, Maurice and others are often missing.
That is to say, a badass player like Gloria can still be by his side to relieve his boredom.
“Next, I’m going to perform a magic trick that confuses gay men.”
“What magic trick?”
“The performance was successful.”
Looking at the darkened Grea, Linn burst out laughing.
At this moment, the housekeeper Kesha suddenly walked up behind him and whispered: "Master Linn, Duke Tyrus is here to visit."
"Tell him that I am not free now."
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Before he could react, the roar of Duke Tyrus came from behind.
I saw a sturdy middle-aged man walking straight towards him, with a gloomy look on his face, as if he was not in a good mood.
Oh haha.
The fish was discovered.
Lynn quickly put down the bone china teacup in his hand: "Good afternoon, Your Excellency, Duke."
"Okay? What a fart!" Duke Tyrus scolded directly, " Come and have a good talk with me, what good things have you done in the past two days?"
(End of this chapter)