Chapter 349 Mormont's Travels (Part 2)
The curtain next to the canopy was opened, and a cloud passed by in the sky, blocking the blazing sunshine.
A few wisps of steamy breeze blew into the carriage, blowing away a lot of the original fiery atmosphere.
Mormont looked out and saw that they were crossing a wooden bridge.
At both ends of the wooden bridge, there are stalls selling things, as well as travelers carrying baggage hurriedly heading north.
"Why are everyone heading north?"
"Because there is Fort Joan of Arc in the north." The coachman, who is an authentic old Fort Joan of Arc, snorted lazily, "Come to our Fort Joan of Arc to beg for food. Here it is."
"Begging for food, because the people in Fort Joan are kind, do you give much?" Tallorin poked his head out curiously.
The person who answered Talorin's question was the middle-aged stonemason. He was also embarrassed by the scuffle with his son just now, so he just changed the subject.
"Mr. Coachman, you are kidding." The stonemason coughed, "It is because working as a laborer in Fort Joan makes money, and the refugees can be allocated land. Many of them did not receive good land or were allocated too little land. They all sold their land and went north.”
The whereabouts of the father and son were not isolated, as Father Fathers monks and black hats visited door-to-door, as well as news brought by relatives and friends.
The words Salvation Army, Saint Sun, and Saint Lady began to appear frequently in people's mouths.
Killed the Duke of Kush in Fort Joan of Arc, defeated the invincible Imperial Order Company, and defeated the elite extraordinary knights of Jinhe Township.
Some of the gossip that came through made them restless at night - the third-class peasant system was abolished, the "Labor Law" and the "Fugitive Slave Law" were abolished, and there was no upper limit on labor wages, let alone forever. Stay at the manor.
“Okay, look, this is Frick Park, a famous place outside Sour Gua Town.”
After saying this sentence, everyone in the carriage waited for a long time, but did not wait for the next sentence.
Even Mormont was speechless at the coachman's perfunctory attitude. If you don't want to say anything, don't say it. If you want to say something, just say it well.
Everyone had no choice but to look out from inside the door curtain, only to see several antique palaces sitting by the river in the forest not far away.
On the grass next to the river bank, young men and women are sitting on a tablecloth for a picnic. On the plank road on the lake bank, there are citizen craftsmen and workers walking, vendors setting up stalls, and night watchmen and guardians patrolling back and forth. Teach the army.
Mormont noticed something was wrong. Why did this place look so like a palace of a noble somewhere? Just tear down those tall courtyard walls.
Before Mormont could figure out why, the coachman in front said again: "Look to the right again, do you see? There is the most famous place in Pickle Town - the hospital."
"Hospital. , what is that? "
"It's a place where you can go to see a doctor. The witch doctors in the black market have become regular workers, and their wages are almost higher than those of the Black Hat Army. "
Mormont and. Balimba looked at each other, and they both saw surprise in their eyes.
In the past, medical resources were monopolized by the church. When ordinary people got sick, they had to fight hard, seek blessings from the church, or buy expensive medicines.
Medicines for curing diseases are the most expensive of all medicines.
One of the more cost-effective ways to cure diseases is to go to the black market opened by the secret party and buy those alchemical potions to cure diseases.
Of course, the makers and healers of these alchemical potions are also called magicians or witch doctors by pharmacists.
It is true that these "witch doctors" often cause medical accidents, but in comparison, going to church to treat diseases is to use blessings to relieve pain. Treatment depends entirely on autoimmunity, and all money is spent on pain relief.
The hospital built by Horn is to bring together famous witch doctors and pharmacists in the countryside to treat patients and train apprentices at the same time.
It doesn’t matter what method you use to treat it, as long as it’s cured.
Even some of the more radical witch doctors were sent to Qiu Mu Island, where they were allowed to conduct small-scale human experiments.
“Then the pharmacists won’t protest?”
“Of course they protested. They actually went to the Holy Advent Hall (former Joan of Arc City Hall) to make a fuss and blocked the door. The Pope was off work, and the traffic jam lasted until noon the next day. The traffic jam made Saint-Sun hungry all day. "
The coachman seemed to have thought of something happy and laughed happily: "That pissed off the gendarmerie. They were driven away with cork bullets from Holy Guns, breaking their muscles and bones, and the leaders were all captured by the Holy Trinity Education Team.”
During this period of time, Jeanne was on the front line fighting with the knights without any danger, and Horne was also at the rear with the guild of landowners, citizens, and craftsmen without any danger.
The front line is a war where the gunshots can be heard, and the rear is a war where the gunshots cannot be heard.
"Brother, I have a question." "You can tell me." The carriage driver's conversation was aroused and he was much more lively than before.
"The park and the hospital seem to be noble palaces and monasteries, right?" Tallorin asked, looking at the hospital.
"That's right." The coachman said matter-of-factly, "That's the property of the church and the nobles, but in the end it belongs to the Saint Sun. If the Saint Sun uses it for his own use, do they still dare to speak?"
Now it's stable. After the situation in the Kush Territory, Horn's second move was to nationalize religious property.
Convert churches and monasteries into schools, hospitals and libraries, and transform palaces and noble residences into parks, stadiums and government agencies.
The personnel among them need to be transformed. After all, the literate people in the empire are here, and farmers cannot learn knowledge quickly in a year.
As a result, a large number of low-level monks and nuns entered the Holy Trinity Education Team and studied the "Holy Word of Salvation" while working.
After passing the assessment with good performance, you can re-enter society.
Nuns basically develop into hospital nurses, midwives, middle school teachers, etc., while low-level monks develop into agricultural personnel, accountants, scribes, etc.
At the same time, traveling monks in various places will also look for young people with good behavior and enthusiasm for saving the world as assistants.
If these young people can be recognized by the Holy Father Society, they can enter the training school within the Holy Father Society to study.
After the coachman’s explanation, the mysterious veil of the Salvation Army was lifted bit by bit. Not only Mormont and others, but also the stonemason and his son were inexplicably excited.
"Perhaps this is the original appearance of Myrcella Cult?" Tallorin murmured in a very low voice as he looked at the patients walking outside the monastery.
Balimbama leaned in his ear and said: "Don't forget what the church did to us. We came to the High Priest Paslik for help, not them."
< br>Talorin was a Messian before, but later joined the secret party.
"They are also resisting the church."
"That's dog eating dog." Kuru said in a muffled voice.
Mormont didn't want his friends to have a dispute on this issue, so he interrupted them directly and asked the coachman in front: "Why has the speed slowed down?"
The coachman turned his head and said: " The road is being built, so you have to walk along the side of the road. It’s uneven and you have to go slower. If you’re afraid of bumps, just come down and walk for a while before getting on the bus.”
The road is being built? Mormont and others looked at each other, but did not get out of the car to avoid causing complications.
The stonemason father and son jumped out of the car and walked towards the road being repaired.
After all, both father and son are masons, and they must be more interested in construction and civil engineering.
Out of curiosity, Talorin stuck his head out and carefully observed the workers dumping buckets of yellow mud-like objects on the ground.
But soon, Talorin's eyes widened, but he did not say anything. Instead, he told the news to Kulu, who was more familiar with this aspect.
Kulu stood up and looked from the window in the direction of road construction...
He could not believe his eyes. This was the territory of the Messiah Sect. In broad daylight, Someone is working with mortar and alchemy.
“Holy shit! They’re using mortar and alchemy!”
Several natural priests standing on the roadside immediately raised their heads, frowned, and saluted him with attention.
"I'm from North, a foreigner. I've never seen the market before, hahaha." The coachman greeted the monks with a flattering face.
Tilting his head to the side, he scolded in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense. This is natural magic and natural priest. If you talk nonsense again, be careful I will throw you guys off the bus."
Mormont and Balimba both looked over, but their eyes soon widened.
Really! They are so familiar with the fluctuations of mana, they are using mortar and alchemy!
Everyone says this is the heresy of the Messianic Church. Are all heresies now like this?
Or is it the heretical magic of this Myrcella cult? Is there such a magic?
"Do you think there is a possibility?" Tallorin asked with a strange expression, "This natural magic is alchemy with a change of clothes?"
(End of this chapter )