255  Eye-going

Zhang Qijie, who had tears on his face, smiled, but his expression was not brilliant, as if a ripe peach was trampled in the mud, and he patted Pan Jinxing on the shoulder, then turned to face the public again, shouting:

"Everyone, I have been cheating myself every time I take stock of my wealth, I always tell myself: I am too smart, so I can make a fortune; I am Zhang Qijie in the foreign country, and have a lot of knowledge, so I can make a fortune; I am too lucky, so I can make a fortune, but in fact, this is not correct. The correct thing is that I took Mr. Pan 90,000 US dollars, astronomical money. Whoever held such a large sum of money in Haisong in 1861 could succeed, because Haisong had too many opportunities, and he could invest if he had money, right?"

No one answered him. Everyone was shocked by the changes on the stage and couldn't tell whether they were a man or a nv, whether they were real or in a dream. Only a few lucky people didn't hear what Zhang Qijie had just said, and they asked someone, "How much does Zhang Qijie want to give that Qing Guo? Have you heard it?"

Only they and the people who couldn't hear the words on the stage were still awake, and the others were already sleepwalking, including Zheng Abao, Wang Yu's family, Xi Xiangdao, Ou Xingsun and others. The cigar had just been picked up by Zheng Abao, and was then frightened by the owner who was so scared that his hands were dropped to the ground. Wang Yu's family stood still in a clapping posture, staring at Zhang Qijie, as if it had been petrified.

Zhang Qijie was like facing a square-sized stone pillar forest, with nothing but a sob wind. He faced these winds and stones as if he was talking to himself or talking to the invisible god, and shouted:

"I ask myself, if I don't have 90,000 US dollars, will Zhang Qijie be as successful as I am now? The answer is no. At least I can't afford the big land next to the train station, let alone the textile factory where I built a dig-jin-doujin. Textile factories are equipment and the investment requirements for factory buildings are very high. In a word, you can't do this industry without money."

He lowered his head, as if there was a sense of emptiness after venting the truth and the powerlessness towards himself. He turned his head and looked at Pan Jinxing who was stunned again, smiled, turned around and continued:

"So, I, Zhang Qijie, is today. The main reason is that I have made Mr. Pan so much money. In Luke, it says that Jesus went to Jericho. The local tax collector, Zacchaeus, admired Jesus very much. He wanted to see what kind of person Jesus was. Because there are many people and his body is short, he was not allowed to see him. So he ran to the front, climbed up the mulberry tree, and saw Jesus, because Jesus will pass by there. When Jesus got there, he looked up and said to him, "Zacchaeus, come down, I will live in your house today." He hurried down and received Jesus happily. When everyone saw him, they all said, "He actually went to the house of sinners to stay."

He was said to be a sinner, and the Jews despise the tax collector. The tax collector was the Jews who had lost their country served Rome. The Romans had a tax system and gave tax collectors a fixed quota. If they were too much, they would be their own. Therefore, they often collected more taxes from their compatriots and fed them.

But the Lord Jesus Christ came to the world just to save these sinners and wanted to repent. He stood and said to the Lord, "Lord, I give half of all the money to the poor; if I blackmail anyone, I will pay him four times."

Did you see? Zacchaeus did not respect Jesus with his mouth, nor did he be proud of treating Jesus with food, drink and accommodation. He truly repented because he wanted to give the poor his accumulated ill-gotten wealth to the poor, and he also had to compensate the blackmailed four times."

Speaking of this, Zhang Qijie pointed at Pan Jinxing and said, "I am the tax collector. I am not even as good as the tax collector Zacchaeus. At least he did not want to kill anyone, and he was the victim whom he had blackmailed and deceived. I should also do this so that I can repent and truly break the blame from the past, and be a sinner who truly follows Jesus Christ."

Zhang Qijie raised his head and turned around and said to Pan Jinxing: "Mr. Pan, my wealth is all grown from the money you have, so I should give it to you all. My textile factory and the land together with you. I still have hundreds of acres of fertile land and a watchtower outside the city. I also have 30,000 Song Yuan I invested in with the railway. I also want to transfer it to you. The only thing I am embarrassed about is that there are some loans in the factory, which may also be given to you, but I can't pay it back. However, it's very small. Don't take the profitability of the textile factory to heart. Go to the factory to sign documents later, and everyone present is a witness."

Pan Jinxing was completely shocked: I just wanted 90,000 Song Yuan, but I don’t know what happened to this person. A few hours later, he seemed to be beaten up and came to him, almost giving himself 400,000 Song Yuan?

Who wouldn't be stupid when encountering such a thing?

Everyone was so stupid that when Zhang Qijie shut up and waited for Pan Jinxing to respond, the square was silent, and suddenly it seemed that only white clouds and dogs were left in the blue sky in the sky.

Xi Xiangdao and Zhang Qijie were the most familiar with each other. He first reacted, rushed to Zhang Qijie and shouted: "Qijie, don't be too impulsive, you...you...you, what should you do if your wife and the others do? Have you discussed it?"

Wake up by Xi Xiangdao, Wang Yu's family rushed up from the bottom of the stage and rushed to Zhang Qijie's side, squeezed away the dumb Pan Jinxing, grabbed Zhang Qijie's arm, and shouted: "Qijie, what are you doing? The textile factory is your hard work, and you are giving all your wealth to others like this? Just give it to Lao Pan 90,000 Song Yuan."

Zhang Qi's face was a little gray. He patted the seat and Xiangdao and Wang Yu's family and said, "Of course I told my wife, but there was no discussion. I don't think there was anything to discuss. She also understood. God's will has been revealed. I want to pursue fame and fortune, but I almost died. I didn't say it was a spy. I almost attracted the emperor's thunder. Even if he was not a spy, what did I look like when I was possessed a few days ago? I turned into a devil and now I feel ashamed to hit my head against the wall. I suddenly remembered the rich man in the Bible who had eaten and sleeping. He thought about how to enjoy happiness in the future. If I die at night, I am the same. At the moment when I die, I realized how beautiful the life God gave me is, how beautiful the wife, children and you brothers God gave me, is what God gave me, and this is the most precious thing. It is not that I don’t bring you the money that I can’t bring with me and the MPs all this touching me should have shed tears in the capital city and think about it and regret it. God has pity for me, so that I can still keep my head freely and testify to Him. How great is His grace and I can only give 90,000 to atone for sins? I will be uneasy for the rest of my life and I am willing to really give Mr. Pan these things, I don’t need it anymore.”

After saying that, he raised his hand high and laughed: "Look, I have hands and feet, but I will die without 400,000 yuan. I can also use these hands to support myself and my family. And, this is real clean money and real grace."

Zheng Abao next to him watched Zhang Qijie dancing and laughing, and was stunned. He was shocked until his subordinates pushed him. He realized that the cigar thrown at his feet was already burning on the wooden board and emitted a great smell of smoke. He kicked the cigar flying, turned his head to look at Zhang Qijie, and said in his stomach: "**, this ghost place is evil! More than one lunatic."

On the other side, Zhang Qijie was walking along the edge of the platform like a victorious general, repeatedly waving his arms to the crowd, exactly the same as his posture when he was in the election a few days ago. However, this time he spent all his money to repent: although there were dense crowds of people in the audience, basically no one said anything, and he didn't know whether to cheer, despise or what.

Zhang Qijie walked twice in the sight of the person who had nothing to say in front of him and behind him. He stopped and shook his head suddenly. The thick braid behind him was thrown to the front like a meteor. He grabbed the tip of his braid and shouted to everyone in the audience like a general giving a speech to soldiers all over the mountains:

"Everyone knows that I, Zhang Qijie, have always had big braids. I tell you that it is memorializing the years I was in the American ironing shop. I did have done it in the ironing shop, and the braids were indeed tied to the beam. But you must have guessed: I made a fortune by cheating, and I was very tired and failed in the ironing shop. With my previous deceitfulness and the humbleness of money as a god, how could I remember such years in my heart?"

"Yes, this braid is not actually a souvenir to the ironing shop, but to commemorate me who won the gambling by Mr. Pan, I told lies again." Zhang Qijie seemed to be crazy. When he confessed that he was telling lies, his face was flushed with joy, just like a person who bought a gift, but for the sake of surprise, he waited for a long time before finally giving the gift to his beloved. This is the joy that was suppressed for a long time.

"This braid is my trick to make a thousand tricks. Even if I don't gamble, every time I get this braid, I silently tell myself: 'Zhang Laoqi, you are the most bāng, you can win so much money, it is God who favors you. You are born to be a good person.' This braid is my amulet.

And when facing life gambling, such as investing in a train station and investing in a textile factory, I would also moisten this braid under pressure and say to myself: 'Don't be afraid that Lao Qi, you can get a fucked out of your gloves. This time, there is nothing wrong with failure. It's no big deal. It's no big deal. It's no big deal to weigh the old deal and not starve to death. Do you understand? I always secretly have the evil of weighing the old dealings and continuing to harm people. Although I am familiar with the Bible, I pretend that I can be elected as elders by my believers, but I have a part of my heart that I am still a devil, and I have not completely repent."

Speaking of this, Zhang Qijie gritted his teeth and stopped, took out a piece of stuff wrapped in newspaper from his suit pocket. He shook the newspaper open, and a huge scream came from the audience. It was a pair of scissors.

Zhang Qijie held the scissors and shouted to everyone: "Everyone is a testimony today. I, Zhang Qijie, will break up with the old Zhang Laoqi today and become a real Christian."

After saying that, the braid was pulled to the longest in front of him. He opened his mouth, bit his teeth hard, and put the scissors behind him, and clenched it hard towards the tip of the braid.

Not to mention that no one talks, everyone can hear the sound of Zhang Qijie's scissors chirping and shaking his hair. The braids biting in his mouth in front were alive, trembling like snakes.

Finally, Zhang Qijie walked around his hand and threw down his scissors hard. The empty hand grabbed the tip of his braid and swung it into the sky. The huge braid came from behind like a black dead snake. The hair crumbs flew all over the sky, like the burning ashes of the dark angel's wings when it fell.

Holding the dead snake-like braid, Zhang Qijie clenched his fist and shouted at the sky: "I am free, I cut my braid today, I have no secret again, I repent, I want to be a new man, a real new man, Jesus Lord, pity me, sinner."

"Thank God" Wang Yu's family was the first to rush up and hugged Zhang Qijie warmly. Both of them burst into tears. After that, Xi Xiangdao also rushed over, and the three of them hugged their heads and cried bitterly.

Pan Jinxing was stunned for a while, cried his nose, leaned over, and followed the three of them and cried.

Zheng Abao and Ou Xingsun both looked at each other, not knowing what they should do or say.

"Congratulations to you, Brother Zhang." The owner of Bafu Furniture Store is also their master brother. Because he was a squire, he sat in front of him and saw everything on the stage clearly and clearly. Seeing the three people on the stage crying, he rushed over with tears, climbed up the stage, hugged them, and started crying together.

Then the crowd rushed out and cried, followed by the second, third, and fourth... Suddenly, all the most loyal and devout members of the Presbyterian Church rushed towards the platform crying.

There were more and more people on the table, all from the Presbyterian Church. They hugged each other, either crying, praying or thanking each other, and the table was creaking.

Someone shouted in the audience: "Elder Zhang, you are a good Hallelujah." Then more and more people shouted, and the sound of "Halelujah" sounded in the square.

This time the shout is different from any other time. In the past, it was often thanked for God's actual favor, with a pleasant sound of money. This time, what was called Zhang Qijie was a resonance that cut off the "blood body" in order to repent. Jesus said that if one eye caused you to fall, you would pluck it out and throw it away; you only have one eye to enter eternal life, as if two eyes were thrown into the fire of hell; Zhang Qijie's braids cut were not as simple as a pile of hair, it was cut off the mask you had painstakingly described, cut off the wealth you had accumulated, cut off a person's vanity and self-esteem, confessing sins to everyone, and admitting that you are guilty. This difficulty and pain will not be less than a gouging out your own eye.

So this time, "Hallelujah" brought a kind of decisive and painful joy, and the strong and decisive rhythm was beating vigorously in the center of Longchuan like a heart.

I don’t know who took the lead in singing the hymns on the stage. Everyone followed slowly with their sob voices, and the audience sang together. The whole square slowly sang. This is a well-known song "Hallelujah amen":

Because of your love

Give us pardon

Lord, we will live our lives

Dedicated to you completely

Lord for your spirit

Make us free

Lord, we are united

Looking up to the heart

We bow down and bow before you

Anyone with a breath will praise you

We sing

Hallelujah

We worship you

a  men~~a  men~~a  men~~

Amid the singing and crying, the official stood up silently. Although he had to be supported by his secretary because of his fall, he still stubbornly applauded, clapping alone in the singing, just like he was the only listener in the world. As he was the only one of the listeners, the two lines of tears flowed silently.
Chapter completed!