Father Solje couldn't help but staggered back two steps, his heart already filled with anger.
Just as he was about to step forward to get angry, Lai Gouer, who had been observing from behind, got in front of him.
With a gentle smile on his face, he took off his wallet from his waist, took a handful of silver coins and handed it over: "Master Jun, are these enough?"
The guard straightened up, surprise in his eyes.
Yo! This man is quite sensible, much better than that so-called bullshit archbishop.
The guard took the coins without any embarrassment and stepped aside to make way for the convoy.
At the end, he mocked Father Sorje: "Be careful what you say next time. Don't think that having the title of archbishop will be useful in the Holy City."
Father Solje was already furious with the Three Corpse Gods and wanted to curse, but Lai Gouer covered his mouth and carried him into the city.
After entering the city, he let go of him. Lai Gou'er said helplessly: "Father, you are too straight and too honest. If you keep going like this, you will suffer a big loss sooner or later! Why waste time with two bastards? We are here to do business." "
If he hadn't been protecting him from behind, the priest's way of life would have been played to the point of death.
But he is kind enough and a good person, and Lai Gouer admires him very much.
If no good people had adopted him back then, he might have been fed to wild dogs long ago.
Father Solje's face was uncertain, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You...how can you give him money? It is impossible to charge money when entering the Holy City. This is obviously because he saw our convoy coming in and wanted to blackmail him." Pen! These two bastards are ruining the reputation of the Holy City!"
Lai Gouer sighed: "What kind of reputation? Have you never seen how ruthless Feika's church is in collecting money?"
"If the tree doesn't grow well, there's probably something wrong with the roots. Will the Holy City change just because it's called the Holy City? I advise you to be more open-minded and don't think of it as too beautiful."
"Everyone is the same. If the management is not good, the Pope will have to shit, right? I've seen this kind of bad thing a lot before."
"The Holy City is different from Feka!" Father Solje's old face turned red from suppressing his emotions, and he felt a little speechless in his heart.
Lai Gouer ignored him, built an arbor and looked around.
There are many people coming and going on this street, and the surrounding buildings are also luxurious, revealing luxury everywhere.
"Hey! I thought the church in Feka was already very good, but I didn't expect the church here to be even better. Western construction craftsmen are really amazing. One day you can help me find some good craftsmen, and I'll bring them back to Dajing." Lai Gouer pointed at the cathedral not far away and praised it.
"I'm not a human trafficker." Father Solje was speechless and was no longer in a good mood.
Looking at the bustling scene around me, I felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
Suddenly, Lai Gouer patted him hard on the shoulder and said carelessly: "Why are you still looking so sad after you've already come in? This city is really nice, and Taoyuan County isn't so luxurious. Let's take a walk around and then go see the Pope?"
Father Sorje nodded silently.
The two of them took the motorcade behind them and immediately started wandering around the city.
After shopping for more than an hour, Lai Gouer looked around enthusiastically. Whenever he saw something new, if it was a small item, he would pay for it directly. If it was a large item, he would take out a small notebook and record it on his notebook.
The priest looked unhappy. Although he was looking around, he seemed to have no interest in the colorful world.
Halfway through, Lai Gouer bought two biscuits from somewhere. He ate half of one and handed the other to Father Solje. He said, "Father, you haven't gotten over the matter of entering the city yet? Isn't it just to collect the toll?" , as for what?"
Father Solje took the bread and shook his head: "No, the Holy City is much better than I imagined, but I don't seem to see any poor people."
"Poor people?" Lai Gou'er twitched his lips, "Why are you looking for poor people?"
Father Solje raised his head and recalled: "I worked as a city beautician in Taoyuan County..."
"Wait a minute, what is that?"
"Street sweepers." Soljie continued with a calm expression, "Taoyuan County is the best city I have ever seen, but I have been with those sweepers for a long time, and I have an understanding of the situation in Taoyuan County."
"Actually, Taoyuan County looks rich, but there are also many poor people. Of course, the rich and the poor are all judged by comparison, and the poor in Taoyuan County actually live a pretty good life. But we have come so far in the Holy City, and it seems that there is not even one poor person. Don’t you think it’s strange to see that everyone is very lively?”
"I think whether a city is good or not depends on what it looks like at the bottom."
"Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean there isn't one. What's weird? If you want to find a poor person, right? Follow that road all the way to the end and you should be able to see it." Lai Gou'er pointed casually.
Father Solje turned around and looked in the direction he was pointing. He saw the bustling scene and asked doubtfully: "How do you know?"
Lai Gouer said calmly: "I can tell where the rats in the city live at a glance."
"Really?" Father Solje obviously didn't believe it.
"I've been asking for food for more than ten years, how can I be wrong?!" Lai Gou'er said proudly, "Although the styles and products of the shops along the street are completely different from those of Dajing, they are decorated along the street, revealing the With such a temperament, I can tell at a glance that the end must be a place where poor people gather!"
Father Solje was shocked and took two steps back. He pointed at Lai Gouer and said, "You... aren't you a noble? When did you become a beggar?"
Lai Gouer touched his chin and wondered: "I have been eating since I was a child, why do you all think I am a noble?"
Father Solje murmured: "I can't tell... You don't talk and act like a beggar. I always thought you were from a noble family..."
Lai Gou'er smiled and said, "Father, you are in good shape!"
"But I have never met my biological parents. Maybe our wild dog has wolf blood flowing in its body?"
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