Chapter 55 When I think of it, the world is wide
One afternoon when BASF was thinking about who that big fat pig was all day long, Archbishop Victor, who had visited the Holy City during this time, came to the study of the manor and asked again Once found Frederick.
Frederick put the book he wrote at the beginning of "The Three Properties of Force and the Energy of the Movement of Objects and the Conjecture about Why We Stand on the Earth" into the drawer. He went over to sit down on the sofa with the archbishop and asked Tarot makes a warm pot of ginger tea.
Archbishop Victor looked very tired, his eye sockets were sunken deeply, and his eyeballs were bloodshot.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the same is true within the Guangming Church. Because of different regions and philosophies, various branch sects fight to the death.
Frederick didn't bother to understand deeply how the faction led by Victor was hanging by a thread. He only knew that he was now besieged on all sides within the church.
It is easy for Victor to keep his position, just brush up enough KPIs in a short period of time, but now almost all secular regimes have abandoned him, and the Weisen Territory is currently the only life-saving straw he can grasp.
The right does not expire and become invalid. Now Archbishop Victor can still forcibly control many resources of the Rhine Archdiocese. Frederick had his idea.
Some things are clear to the authorities but only bystanders can see. Frederick came up with some win-win solutions by referring to the history of religious development in his hometown, combined with his own interests and the local situation.
Archbishop Victor came to Frederick for help with sincerity. After drinking all the ginger tea in the cup, he said: "This time I returned to the Holy City and found a cardinal from the Gaul Diocese. Bishop, we have agreed that your father, Count Henry von Wesson, will be declared a saint at the posthumous canon next spring equinox.”
The archbishop did not dare to look down upon the child who was pouring himself tea.
The method I came up with to brush KPIs was to build a monastery in Wesson. The monastery is a school for clergy, and it happens to not exist in the southern part of the Rhine League.
In recent years, I have been able to use this project as a cover to stabilize my position, and the money spent is public funds. Even if I lose the fight in the future, I can still have a place to stay.
As a result, Frederick's condition was to exchange for the title of "saint".
The title of saint is only given to people who have passed away. Prestige is more than substance and cannot be realized. Every year, each archdiocese has a recommended quota. As long as it is not too outrageous, you can basically pass it.
Frederick was angry that King William was taking the blame for his father. He was not strong enough to make a comeback in a short while. He was worried that if the time went on for too long, people would be mentally imprinted, so he simply used the power of the Church of Light to give the king a slap in the face. .
Among the people, sometimes religion works better than the king.
Frederick still has a set of combination punches to fight next, and this is only the first step.
After pouring tea for Archbishop Victor, he said: "Thank you to the church for promoting justice and not letting loyal people be shamed."
"Oak Village will become the Oak City on the canal in the future. Today It is a white canvas, and the monastery is built there.”
Building a monastery requires not only political calculations, but also economic calculations. The food, clothing, housing and transportation of the people inside can drive local development, and it just so happens that it can drive the development of Oak Village.
How can Victor manage so much now? As long as he has a place, and it is convenient to travel north and south by water, he naturally agrees.
Frederick smiled and continued: "Weisenberg does not have a cathedral. I wonder if the Church of Light can build a cathedral in the city?"
Victor was overjoyed, another KPI refresher. The project appeared, with a kind smile on his face, and asked kindly: "I wonder how much money the Baron plans to donate to build such a church?"
Frederick did not answer, but asked the tower Luo whispered a few words.
After a while, Tarot came in with several servants carrying a large picture frame covered with white silk.
This picture frame is one and a half meters wide and more than two meters high. It immediately attracted Victor's attention.
Frederick asked Tarot and the servants to leave the study, went over and pulled the silk apart, and a rendering of a church appeared in front of Victor's eyes.
Now the churches of the Church of Light are beginning to have spires, symbolizing light, but they are not high or steep.
On the white canvas, a cathedral with a spire more than 160 meters high gave Archbishop Victor a bit of Gothic shock.
In his previous life, Frederick took the history of European architecture as an elective in college and had a certain understanding of Gothic architecture. This time he drew the Ulm Minster Cathedral.
He made a rough draft of this painting himself with black ink, and then asked Katie to touch it up. It was rough for an oil painting, but it was enough to see the outline clearly.
Archbishop Victor came to his senses and turned to ask Frederick: "Does your Excellency have so much money?"
It was now well known that Frederick had no money. By asking, he indirectly expressed The church won't pay for it.
Because this cathedral is so big, it will take twenty or thirty years even if the funds are sufficient. It is not surprising that it will take two or three hundred years if the funds are insufficient. It is impossible for the church to jump into this pit.
Frederick smiled and replied: "There is definitely no money."
Victor said: "The painting is good."
Frederick continued: "This is not my own church, so naturally it is not I will pay for it myself.”
Victor’s instinct told him that this little guy was about to say something shocking.
“This is the church of the Germans themselves!” Frederick said a little excitedly, “so its funding naturally comes from all the German believers!”
Even though Archbishop Victor was well-informed and mentally prepared, he was still shocked by these remarks.
The Germans have similar languages and customs. They are distributed in the Rhine League and the eastern region, across the sea in the north to the south coast of the Dark Land. The powerful Osmaga Empire in the southeast is also dominated by Germans. I don’t know. Bulk into how many countries.
If it were a king or a noble who said this, the Archbishop would applaud enthusiastically.
But now the person who said this was an 8-year-old child, and the Archbishop threw a healing spell on his head.
Frederick glanced at Victor depressedly and said, "My head is fine. It is not impossible to build this church." Victor leaned on the back of the sofa and said easily: "Tell me about it. Plan.”
Everything in front of Frederick was foreshadowing. At this moment, he could not see clearly. After sitting back on the sofa, he said seriously: "I invite the archbishop to preside over the translation of the "Holy Scripture" into Rhineland in the church in Weissenburg. "Wen's work."
Victor jumped up suddenly, eyes wide open and stared at Frederick.
For no other reason than because a few groups of his political opponents have been making trouble about the translation of the Holy Scriptures.
For a long time, the "Sacred Scripture" of the Church of Light has been written in the ancient and awkward Pulan Empire script. The church relies on the "final right of interpretation" to control believers.
Translating the Holy Scriptures into local languages is tantamount to challenging the authority of the church, so Archbishop Victor naturally does not allow it.
Frederick smiled slightly, picked up the tea cup and took a slow sip of the slightly cold ginger tea without any rush.
"The first German Pope of the Church of Light."
His light words made Archbishop Victor calm down instantly.
Victor was the pope when he was dreaming, and he did whatever he wanted to do when he woke up.
For the Pope, things like high moral standing and respect are false, but the power behind them is real.
Why do you want others to support you in becoming the pope?
As the saying goes, as soon as you think of being crowned emperor, you will instantly feel that the world is vast.
Since you can't defeat the enemy, you might as well join them, help them, integrate them, and lead them.
There was no opportunity before, but now we can use the translation of the "Holy Scripture" as a lead to win over a group of people, and then negotiate with others.
As for the authority of the church, can it make its political opponents stop?
Frederick was betting on the status of the church in Victor's heart.
Victor's eyes gradually became sharp.
There are noble people in the Church of Light who devote their lives to the church and do not covet power, but it is definitely not him.
Frederick tentatively said: "The new monastery needs a lot of glass. I wonder if the archbishop can help me find a group of skilled glass apprentices?"
Victor knew that he would definitely put forward some conditions, but this condition was a bit strange, so he asked: "Only apprentices? No craftsmen?"
Frederick nodded.
Victor thought he had a craftsman here, so he said: "No problem, I know an apprentice who was suppressed by the master and could not start his apprenticeship. He is not young. I will help you find some such apprentices. ."
Frederick said somewhat unhappily: "If that's the case, other craftsmen can do it too."
"Our Wesenland guild will officially launch the latest professional certification next year. System, they can take exams here and become official craftsmen after passing the test.”
Victor agreed, and just told these people to mention the matter when they complained to the priest.
Seeing that the atmosphere was good, Frederick went to the desk drawer and took something out.
It is a piece of rough yellow-brown straw paper. Katie and Koehler made it out of waste hemp rope through a small production line not long ago. It is mainly used to train workers. It can be used to wipe buttocks, but it must be folded in half first. one time.
Frederick placed the piece of paper on the coffee table, poured a little tea into the saucer on which the tea cup was placed, and dipped the bottom of the cup in water to print a few circles on the straw paper.
He handed the papyrus to Victor and said at the same time: "I am experimenting with a cheap substitute for parchment. If successful, all German families can buy a cheap Rhenish version of the Holy Scriptures. , I can decide what kind of documents I want to buy elsewhere, and part of my profits will be invested in the construction of the new church.”
"This is a preliminary result, but I don't have money for further research. I wonder if you can lend me some money."
Victor looked at the tissue paper for a long time, and his breathing suddenly became heavy.
Let every household have a "Holy Scripture". This KPI is no longer about being the pope. Maybe I will be the first person in the history of the church to become a saint while alive.
"How much money is left?" Archbishop Victor asked immediately, "Just think of it as the money donated by the Rhine Archdiocese to build the church."
Frederick reported the amount.
Victor immediately agreed and guaranteed that the funds would be in place next month.
A bright smile appeared on Frederick's face, and he had start-up funds for glass factories, cement factories and research on steam engines.
At this moment, Tarot came to report that the pagan businessman came.
Frederick reported to Archbishop Victor carefully like a child who had done something wrong.
In the eyes of the archbishop, heretics are not as hateful as heretics. Heretics just want to empty your pockets, while heretics want your life.
"You say, what if we use the money we earn from printing Bibles for pagans to build a cathedral? Does that count as pagans helping us build a church?"
Frederick blinked and looked at Archbishop Victor. It was like seeing a ghost and meowing. Is this possible?
(End of this chapter)