21 Worship

【Election Week 6】Sunday on the first day

The weather is still gloomy, and the light rain of cow hair is constantly falling. Yesterday's summer thunderstorm had a clear impact on Longchuan County: Although it was leaning on the Dongjiang River, the low-lying areas in the city without sewer projects still accumulated water. Even the face-saving project built by Liu Guojian - the main road Sany Street, also has water from time to time. ~

At this time, the difference between noble people, rich people, poor people is revealed.

Although most people go to the central church and the Catholic Church, the poor have to slide around the puddles on the high street; the rich call rickshaws at the top of the voice. They heard that rickshaws will bargain with disparity after deliberately raising prices. The black carriage from the official in the yamen is like a huge shiny black shark and plowing the puddles without fear. There are cavalry in front of them, which makes passers-by look envious. Many people will even dodge their bodies and let the hugs flash out, allowing them to see the noble man's temperament.

It is very grand. The yamen is only a short distance from the central church, and vehicles and escort teams are dispatched.

Today’s Sunday is unusual. No matter whether the celebrities and people in the county can hold on to worship or not, they all want to go to church to worship today, because at this moment in the capital, Dr. Li will preach at the Presbyterian Church on the Imperial Avenue in the capital, and all the dignitaries will listen to the teachings. Maybe His Highness, the second son of the Baptist Church, will also attend, which is really Longchuan’s pride.

When it rained, it was obvious that Liu Guojian had been beautifully repaired, and the stone surface was shining with rain. If the birds in the sky looked down, it would be like a square crystal embedded in the center of Longchuan City.

In the square, the official was helped down from the car by the servants, turned his head and looked around, laughing in silence, pointing to the Democratic Party’s campaign platform not far away, and laughed as if overnight, the county town changed again."

There were huge banners of several people hanging on both sides of the platform. On the left, it was written with Pan Jinxing. Please contact the Democratic Party, Opium Hall or Longchuan Hall, and we will make the decision for you. On the right, it was written with all those who provided clues to Pan Jinxing, or those who took in or protected him, and there were many rewards."

Zheng Abao, who got out of the car behind him, glanced at the banner, snorted coldly and said, "The Democratic Party is crazy, who is Pan Jinxing?"

The official smiled and turned his head to look at it, saying, "Abao, your eyes are swollen. Didn't you sleep in the yamen last night?" "Wuwu didn't jump.

"Insomnia, insomnia every day. After finishing this broken place in Longchuan, I quickly finish the past two weeks and wipe out the Democratic Party and the Emperor's Eternal Forest. I have to go to Hainan Island Manor for vacation and health." Zheng Abao stared at his swollen eyes and said angrily.

At this time, Yi Cheng, Fang Bingsheng, Song Dongsheng and others on the church steps had already run down to pay homage to the officials, and they came earlier.

The official looked at these guys and laughed again. It seemed that insomnia was an infectious disease, and everyone's eyes were swollen."

"The wind and rain are storms, I have no intention of sleeping, and I read the scriptures all night, and I have also experienced the grace of the emperor. I hope that the righteous will defeat the evil ones." Yi Cheng glanced at Zheng Abao and replied to the official with a smile;

"Being the rule of the people, someone was in trouble last night, so he ran out to help the weak. Love others as himself." Fang Bingsheng laughed.

"Serving the people with the intention of doing business is the consistent purpose of the emperor. We are fortunate to go along with all the Democratic Party. Although it is hard, it is full of sweetness." Song Dongsheng also said proudly.

"It's a pity last night, there are fewer thunders. Why don't you kill you?" Zheng Abao cursed with his arms crossed his chest and looked at the group of gloating guys with a cold face. He had already Pan Jinxing disappeared, and he was not in his hands anyway.

The official is also true. Last night, Ou Xingsun Xing came to report that the Democratic Party, Liberal Party, and Longchuantang were all crazy. The Democratic Liberal Party and the Liberal Party not only almost fought with guns, but also the three families harassed hotels and inns everywhere in the middle of the night in the dark, and even the sampans by the Dongjiang River were searching with guns.

For? It's very simple, someone may have grasped the dark side of the Liberal candidates, and they are all looking for this insider. ~

In response to this, the official smiled proudly: the bigger the problem, the better, the more fierce the trouble, the better.

Considering the possible achievements, he didn't even have the intention to inform Zheng Abao of the old situation: he understood that Zheng Abao was also pretending to be confused. The French dinner he invited would not be in vain. Isn't it just for the absence and proof that he didn't know.

I was in a good mood, and the official held his crutches and took a deep breath of the extremely fresh air on the rainy day. He turned around and looked around: there were a row of carriages lined up to the west of the square, and the people were walking through the square in groups and entering the church. However, at the entrance of the church, there were militias carrying sticks everywhere, and some were carrying pistols, looking vigilantly at every civilian around the square, and the militias were clearly divided. The ones to the west looked like workers, and the people from the Opium Pavilion and Longchuan Hall to the east looked like people.

"What are you doing so fiercely? The militia are all dispatched?" the official asked the group of strong men in front of him.

The Democratic Party was sneering, Song Dongsheng raised his chin and provoked Zheng Abao slightly, while Zheng Abao turned around and raised his hand to shout at the running man Lao Fan, what about the militia?"

The one who ran was Fan Linhui. He came out of the church and wore a loose silk robe today. He was holding the corner of the robe in one hand and hurriedly ran away. He first met the official, and then he answered the question from the president of the party. Master Guan, Master Bao, you don’t know that yesterday evening, the accountant of the textile factory was robbed, and there might be a robber from other places in the city. This is so abominable. Can gangs from other places be allowed to run around during the election? We have to mention some people to assist the Public Security Bureau in maintaining public order and encircle the robbers."

Zheng Abao turned his head and spread his hands to the official, saying that it was just that; Fang Bingsheng and Song Dongsheng on the other side almost wanted to sarcastically at the same time, and the official smiled and held up his crooked hands and walked towards the church door: He didn't want to hear nonsense on both sides. Anyway, it must be a riddle that would be squeezing the other party, and there was no need to guess riddles.

The official walked into the church chapel and paused, and was stunned for a moment: the church was completely reborn, and the walls were repainted, and the walls were shiny white; the lighting candlesticks that were nailed to the pillars and the walls were completely replaced with glass oil lamps, and a huge hanging chandeliers were hung from the ceiling, which had not been before; the bench with peeling paint was still peeling off the paint, but it was also polished to the bright light; the cross behind the podium and the four words "Immanelli" were repainted. The original low and narrow table was replaced with a half-person-high solid wooden table, facing the outside side was curved, completely Western, and surrounded by potted plants; the whole church was completely renewed.

"Spend a lot of money? The church is so beautiful. Will your donation be small?" The official turned his head and asked Fan Linhui next to him.

"The manpower, materials, facilities, and money for renovation and decoration have been donated by brothers in the past few days. They did not spend a penny on the church, and the donation to help the poor will not be reduced. Everyone thanks Jesus for inspiring Dr. Li to serve Longchuan." Fan Linhui quickly replied.

The official nodded with satisfaction and was led to the middle of the first row to take his seat. Today he would also give a speech on the stage to praise Jesus and praise Dr. Li.

Most of the chapel seats are divided into left and right parts, with both sides and the middle as the aisles. As a result, after the official sat on the left and the right, Zheng Abao and Fan Linhui sat on his left, Yi Cheng, Fang Bingsheng and Song Dongsheng sat on his right.

Their followers and the people actually began to follow them to take their seats. They even stood up and changed seats when they arrived early. They felt a little different on both sides and didn't even want to sit together.

As a result, the ones on the left are all black and their fans, while the heads on the right are all full of Democrats and their fans.

The two groups of people were all officials. Ou Xingsun and the tax officials sat behind the officials. There was no way. They were all supporters of various parties and were officials. Why did they squeeze in? They were sitting right next to the central aisle, which was convenient for entering and exiting.

The official turned his head and said to the secret official in a low voice, "Did you see it?" I am on the left of the conservative Liberal Party and on the right of the liberal Democratic Party. It is naturally divided into the left and right, because of the election. Remember to write it into the memorial, and the boss will definitely be happy."

The secret official was stunned for a moment and quickly pulled out his notebook to record it. He had a good memory, but after a few shorthand, he stopped and asked in a low voice. Is it Liberal Party on the left? Conservative? Are you talking nonsense? There are no words on the left?

The official sneered and said no rebellion. The name and content were the opposite, and it was true. This was the situation of the Song Dynasty, so it didn't matter."

After a while, Xi Xiangdao came out in a white robe. He presided over the service. He stood behind the brand new sermon table and looked around the crowded chapel. He smiled easily and said that there were many people coming today. Starting from the lottery, the brothers worshiping on Sundays began to fill up. Look, today the walkways on both sides are full, thank God, but it would be great if you were like this before and in the future. I hope you came for God and salvation, not for money."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Because Dr. Li was going to meet the saint, Elder Hou also followed him. He needed to explain the situation to the Presbyterian Church. The Longchuan Church's biggest figures who were paying attention to the whole country were no longer there.

Zheng Abao once talked to Dr. Li, Elder Hou. He really hoped that Zhang Qijie would temporarily take over the work of the church. However, although Dr. Li is moral, he is not a fool. If it were normal, he might have appointed Zhang Qijie to take over. However, in this period, he was afraid that Zhang Qijie would use the church as a tool for election and ignored the pastoral work of his brothers.

Compared with pastoral churches, for Dr. Li, elections are worse than root hairs.

So Dr. Li politely rejected the Liberal Party's intention and appointed another respected person to lead the church when he was not around, that is, the Seal of the Church Store.

Xi Xiangdao is one of the leaders of faith, but if he didn't talk about his Inspector, his wealth and relationships in the world were poorer than those of ordinary people, and he would not get involved in secular affairs. Therefore, Dr. Li believed that he might not be affected too much by the election. This decision made Zheng Abao sigh, but there was no way, so he could only watch the church's campaign position fall into his hands.

Xi Xiangdao first led everyone to pray, hoping that the emperor would bless the emperor, bless the empire to flourish, bless the people to live and work in peace and prosperity, and asked the emperor to take care of the poor in the world who could not eat and not be Jesus, and bless them and spirit to be offered. Later, he prayed for Dr. Li, who was far away in the capital, hoping that God would give him wisdom and the Holy Spirit so that he could give him good testimony to the gospel before the king; finally he also prayed for Li Guangxi, Zhong Erzai, Director Zhang, Xi Shengmo and others who were imprisoned, hoping that God could give fairness and justice, and give sinners a pious and repentant heart.

Then the choir was in place, Xi Xiangdao asked all the listeners to stand up. He looked at the people in the stands and asked everyone to stand up, and then began to teach everyone to sing sentence by sentence.

Songs praising the emperor - hymns.

A simple song was taught four or five times until he could hum and hum from the illiterate person. He asked the accordion accompanior next to the podium to play this Western instrument and sang it with the children in the choir and sang together.

The accompanist is a secret of the arms. For this reason, Xi Xiangdao thanked Zheng Abao because only Dr. Li and Elder Hou will play this in the county, as well as a few children who have been learning to play, but they are not good at playing.

Liu Guojian tried his best to support the central church of the scene, but he only had a visual effect to prove that our county had built the sacred Trinity Square under my control. Therefore, the musical instruments in the church, especially the Western piano sitting on the ground, are expensive and no one can play. Liu Guojian regarded it as a white elephant. He could build a house, but he didn't know music. No matter how much Dr. Li asked him many times, he would never pay for it. The Longchuan Church was not rich and had no spare money to buy musical instruments. Therefore, the Longchuan Presbyterian Church was only one accordion, which was donated by the capital last year. In the past, they were singing and praising the emperor.

Amid the strange music of the accordion, the singing sounded, and it was not good. Even Xi Xiangdao, the singer, showed a broken voice, and was out of tune, but no one understood it or cared about it.

From pastors to believers, from officials, big merchants, to small officials, small merchants, to journalists, civilians, poor people, to foreigners, locals, regardless of wealth, no matter how rich or poor, everyone stood side by side, with hats and hats on their chests, holding their hands without hats in front of them, or strangely raised their heads as if looking for that sound, or humming with their eyes closed, and sang hard in a song that had not been heard or created for thousands of years. With incomplete tone and wrong tone, the sound was combined in the melody that was rotating around the head. Although it was just humming, it was serious and hard, as if it was to gather the voices of others into a river, for no other reason, in order to praise the great and unique true God in music and Chinese.

Then there is the communion.

This week, I happened to encounter the communion ceremony once a month, so it was slightly more grand than usual, but it would not be so grand. The colleagues who delivered the communion behind the Sei Xiangdao were just wearing white cloth robes.

The co-worker who delivered the communion held a plate in his hand, a small wine cup full of red grape juice inside; some people were unleavened cakes as big as a thumb, but they broke from a big cake to the size of a thumb, but the people who gave the bill seemed serious, and there was Zhang Qijie and Wang Yu's family, who were lined up behind the road like a classmate, looking at the crowd below the audience, who were called to serve others, which was actually an honor. It was not that the head-to-faced figure in the county town really couldn't grab the opportunity to hold the plate today.

Xi Xiangdao said in front of the Bible that Jesus Christ had joined the Passover supper with the twelve disciples on the night of the crucified death. When they were having supper, Jesus took up the bread, blessed, broke it and handed it to the disciples, saying that you should eat it, and this is my body." Then, he picked up the glass, thanked it, and handed it to them that you all drink from it because it is my blood, the blood of the New Testament, and shed for the public to forgive sins. I tell you: From now on, I will no longer drink this grape juice until the day in the kingdom of my father, and drink new wine with you.

Jesus Christ tells us: This cup is the New Testament established with my blood. Whenever you drink, you should do this to remember me. Whenever you eat this bread and drink this cup, it means the death of the Lord until He comes. Therefore, no matter who does not eat the Lord's bread and drink the Lord's cup, it is a crime of the Lord's body and the Lord's blood. People should examine and eat this bread and drink this cup. Because if people eat and drink, if they do not distinguish between the Lord's body, they will be sinful of eating and drinking.

Jesus said I tell you in truth: If you do not eat the flesh of the Son of man and drink the blood of the Son of man, there will be no life in you. Those who eat my flesh and drink my blood will have eternal life, and I will raise him in the last day. My flesh is really edible, my blood is really edible. Those who eat my flesh and drink my blood are always in me, and I always in him. How did the living Father send me, I live again because of my Father; so, those who eat my meat will live because of me. This is the food that comes down from heaven. Those who eat this food will live forever, unlike your ancestors who have eaten Manna or died.

The grape juice in this cup represents the blood of Jesus Christ. He shed His blood but covered my sins. The unleavened bread in this plate represents the flesh of Jesus Christ. He is the bread of heaven's life, and he eats his flesh and lives forever; for this is given to the life of the world.

The bread and grape juice symbolize the Lord's body, the Lord's blood, eating this bread and drinking this cup means to show the Lord's death until He comes."

Christ's sacrifice on the cross is completed in one go and is always effective, and does not need to be offered as a sacrifice repeatedly.

Now ask all brothers to stand up and prepare to accept the blood and flesh of our Lord Jesus. Amen.”

The official "Amen" said, and got up quickly, and the secret hurriedly supported his shaking body.

Xi Xiangdao saw the pheasant and followed him. He was a Catholic, so he quickly said, please pay attention, if you are not a Christian, don’t accept it. And don’t eat or drink casually. You must examine it severely, first repent for your transgressions and repent with devout repentance, because if people eat and drink, if they do not distinguish between the Lord’s body, they will be the sin of eating and drinking."

The cheesy stood at the end of the first row, watching the people on the podium come down with the plates. Yi Cheng, Fang Bingsheng, and Song Dongsheng all reached out to grab the wine cup and dough cakes. He looked at the Protestant colleagues passing by, curled his lips disdainfully, waved his hand, and said he didn't want it, but his eyes were staring at Zhang Qijie on the other side, full of anger.

The cheek bones under his ears were still burning marks of the muzzle left by Zhang Qijie last night. They were pinned to the ground by Zhang Qijie and others for half an hour before they were rescued by Fang Bingsheng who rushed over after hearing the news. Shan Ji felt so devastated.

He shouldn't have come today. He is a Catholic, and the Catholic sacraments are ten thousand times more gorgeous than Protestantism. As the Calvin Presbyterian Church, only baptism and communion were preserved. As a loyal "emperor", he would never get involved in Protestant things.

The purpose of coming is only for the Democratic Party to need a thug leader like him, because today's big names are out in the church, and maybe Pan Jinxing will come to stop the sedan chair and complain. At this time, he, a fierce general, needs to fight against the Liberal Party that may appear to steal people.

Therefore, Shan Ji did nothing, just stared at Zhang Qijie, whose eyes were also swollen, and fantasized in her mind: Pan Jinxing appeared in front of the official carriage, hugged Pan Jinxing with one hand, and kicked Zhang Qijie, a dangerous gambler. This kick must be fierce, and avenge the revenge of an arrow last night.

Finally, everyone finished the communion. Amid the praise of "Thank you for giving up your life for me", they handed the wine cup to their colleagues who served them and sat down to wait for the following activities.

Xi Xiangdao opened his throat and didn't plan to preach today. He cleared his throat and looked at the first row below the stage. He held a piece of paper and stuttered. Everyone is happy today for our Longchuan. Dr. Li, who is devout and respects God, will preach in the capital today. Our Longchuan Presbyterian Church also invites talented people from both sides, seawestern, and lame Bao Gong——— Lord Zhao Jinguan preached to us, and talked about the "The Art of the Emperor's Law in Secular Law"..."

"Okay" Before Xi Xiangdao finished speaking, Fang Bingsheng was the first to applaud, sitting only half of his butt in his seat, his body went out of the first row, and applauded warmly at the official.

The chapel was applause thundering for a week. The official smiled and stood up from the secret. He was about to turn around to greet the audience, but unexpectedly someone rushed out of the podium and leaped on the podium in one step, standing side by side with Xi Xiangdao. Everyone was surprised.

Shan Ji suddenly stood up and subconsciously touched the gun, but he felt empty: he searched when he entered the church, and only the sheriff could carry the gun; but he saw who the man was, and slowly sat down, muttering in his mouth, "Liberal things, shocked."

This person is Wang Yu's family. Just now, he was working with Zhang Qijie and other colleagues, putting the used wine cups around the wooden barrel beside the podium, and suddenly jumped.

In response to everyone's shocked gaze, Wang Yu's family squeezed out the table, held both ends of the sermon table with both hands, and rushed forward, looking like a crew member who was about to capsize during a shipwreck. He wanted to be as close as possible to the official. Looking at the official's slightly surprised and reproachful gaze, the man shouted, Lord Zhao Jin, can I give me 10 minutes? There is something that is very important to say."

"What are you doing? Go down?" Zheng Abao immediately shouted and scolded.

"You?" Zhang Qijie left in fear and wanted to pull Wang Yu's family off the stage.

But the official curled his lips and said, "He was a cripple but he didn't mean to sit down. It seemed that there would not be too much left to the Wang Yu family. Since the official spoke, Zheng Abao sat down immediately, and Zhang Qijie stopped. The eyes of the entire church were all focused on the man in white robe.

Wang Yujia nodded, turned around, knocked on the sermon table, then bent down and opened the cabinet door under the sermon table, calling you out."

Then a thin man actually came out of the cabinet under the sermon table, and bypassed the new sermon table like a mouse, standing on the podium with some fear.

"Come out?" The official couldn't even match his mouth.

"Sir, he has an injustice to say." Wang Yu's family bowed to the official, then pushed the man who was trembling in fear in front of the crowd, shouting, "Don't you always have a strong momentum? Now you shivering, you say it."

"Pan Jinxing" Fang Bingsheng and Yi Cheng gasped at the same time, and Zhang Qijie's red eyes, standing next to the podium, suddenly widened.
Chapter completed!