The city of Birti is not large, and the number of inhabitants is certainly not comparable to that of the imperial capital of Siza or the capital of the Duchy of Borot, the city of Soro.

The Bojiao church, where Bishop Mirière lived, is particularly grand and solemn in comparison.

The bishop lived in seclusion, and the poor would come to the church to help him. Some of his occasional outings are usually to go to the homes of the rich to raise donations. He has a carefree demeanor and does not grovel because he is raising money. On the one hand, the rich people were willing to make a good name, and on the other hand, they also admired Mirière himself, so the fundraising trip was basically smooth.

Although the Bildi Church is large, the Bishop has a small space for his activities, and there is an annex building at the back of the church, where he lived, studied, worked and prayed. The building was boxy, and the interior was painted white, similar to a hospital and army barracks. The exterior wall is no longer able to distinguish the appearance of the year due to the concealment of vines and the age.

The annex building was already small in size, and the Bishop had specially divided several small cubicles, which were only large enough for a bed, for the use of the monks under his command. He once explained his thoughts: "Being close together makes it easier to take care of and can also increase the temperature of the house a little in winter." "Several monks have not complained in private, for example, what to do when the weather is hot? In the season of cicadas, take the initiative to move a deck chair and put it in the open air to rest in the shade. The monks drew the gourd in the same way, and after a long time, their grievances were gradually eliminated.

Princess Claudia has arrived to stay in this Bojiao Cathedral for a while. Mirière already had the proper arrangements in her heart. He was to give up the entire outbuilding to the princess, and he and his monks moved to the side rooms of the cathedral.

There are many disadvantages on this side, the beams are too high, the windows are too large, and they are only suitable for a place to rest after worship, and if they are used as bedrooms, they are too spacious.

Claudia did not want the bishop and the other monks to be wronged, so she offered to make a small room in the annex for her own residence. Mirière replied very resolutely: "Princess, how can we be in the same room with you, my father, who trusts me so much, and I certainly cannot live up to his expectations and entrustment. When you come here, you are the most distinguished guest, this room is very simple, and you must not suffer any more grievances!"

The princess was about to say something, but when she thought of her daughter, she suddenly sighed and said, "The place you moved to is too cold, the area is too spacious, and the ceiling is high, how can you live in it?"

Mirilei laughed, "There are four of us! it's too small to make it." As soon as you came, our living conditions improved, and the original cubicle became such a spacious place. Princess, you don't have to worry about us. ”

Claudia said that she could not move the optimistic and eloquent Bishop, so she could only obediently obey him.

After the first day had passed uneventfully, the next morning, a ragged, unkempt middle-aged man walked outside the church, carrying a backpack on his shoulder and a bamboo cane in his hand, and staggered and stepped in step by step.

Mirière had a habit of getting up early, and was in the church praying morning prayers, so preoccupied that he did not hear the man's voice.

The middle-aged man seemed a little shy, but immediately showed a hint of indifference, he stood three meters behind the bishop, and shouted in a straight voice: "My lord, I haven't eaten for a day and a night, do you have anything here? I can pay!"

Mirière turned back from his contemplation, and saw that the man was untidy and his eyes were bloodshot, and a feeling of pity suddenly rose in his heart, and he nodded hurriedly in response: "There is food, there is food, please wait a moment!"

"My lord, can you hurry up, I'll leave after eating, and I'll give you double the money!"

Mirière didn't pay much attention to the latter sentence, for he suddenly made a mistake, for bread and other things were still in the annex at this time, and since the princess had been inhabited yesterday, it was now early in the morning, and he could not run over to get them.

The bishop was bent on goodness, so he didn't care about any suspicion, so he knocked on the princess's door first, but unfortunately no one responded. He had to push the door open and go in, and the princess's bed was in the innermost part, and the bread and other food were in the outer compartment. Mirière was careful not to make particularly loud noises, both so as not to wake the princess and to avoid possible embarrassment.

Who knew that Princess Claudia also had a good habit of going to bed early and waking up early, and she was sitting in bed in a daze at this time because she came to an unfamiliar environment. The Bishop's knock was too faint to get her mind in. The princess came to her senses when Mirière pushed the door in, and she looked a little embarrassed, but she took the initiative to beckon, "My lord, are you here to get something?"

Mirière was startled, and said with trepidation: "Princess, there is a poor man who is suffering outside the church, and he has not eaten for a day and a night, and I am going to bring him some bread." ”

"My lord, you can do whatever you want, it won't affect me. ”

Mirière did not squint, and when she had finished her bread, she turned and walked out of the house, and Claudia now missed her maid, Catherine. Yesterday, I was in too much of a hurry, and I forgot to bring her, and today I have to have someone bring her over.

The poor man waiting in the church seemed impatient, and Mirière had not been gone long in coming, but he had already shown impatience. He looked up at the portrait of the Prophet Cyril at the top of the church, and read the Clement handwritten inscription on the window: Knowledge, Deeds, and Benevolence several times, during which he continued to snort with disdain from his nose.

The poor man was intrigued by the silver candlestick on the prayer table, which could sell for five hundred imperial coins, at least enough to eat and drink for a whole year. He helplessly glanced at the more than 100 coins he was carrying in his pocket, and suddenly felt a wave of resentment in his heart. Just as he was about to steal, Bishop Mirière came over with bread in time.

As soon as the man saw that there was something to eat, a golden light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he grabbed the bread, not caring for any etiquette and dignity at all, and taking a big bite was a big bite, and he hardly chewed it in his mouth, but swallowed the bread into his stomach stiffly, as if he was afraid that someone would come and rob him.

It was so uncomfortable to look at it that the bishop said with emotion: "We have bread and beds here, and if you don't dislike it, rest here." ”

The poor man finally made time for free, and replied: "My lord, how much is it, I'll give it to you!"

"It's free. ”

"Free?"

"Yes, it's free. ”

"Free!" the man at first thought he was faint from hunger and hallucinations, and then, after receiving an affirmative answer, he puffed out his eyes and looked at Bishop Mirière in front of him.

An old man in his sixties, his back was still straight, his eyes and the corners of his mouth were full of smiles, and although his hair was gray, it was very thick, and there was no sign of baldness.

A flash of gratitude flashed in the poor man's heart, and then he suppressed it with his own reason, which had been soaked in resentment for so many years, that he could not believe that the bishop could be of complete good intentions, and he said in a very uncomfortable tone, "My lord, do you have anything special that I need to do? I am hungry and full, but I can still keep my body strong, whether it is lifting a jack or tuging a dock, it is an old business!"

The edicts of the Tamborance Empire were very strict, and the hard work of the torturers in prison was extremely heavy, which was intensified by the arrival of Emperor Deliot. Ordinary people would rather be sentenced to death than punished with hard labor, which can make people deeply understand what it means to live rather than die.

The poor man mentioned the jack and the dockyard, and his intention was obvious, that he wanted to make the Bishop aware that he was a slave, a heinous wicked, and that he had a plan in his mind that the hypocrisy would immediately drive him out of the church.

But Bishop Mirière's action was not what he expected, and when the old man heard of what he had done, his face became more kind, and he even said: "You have suffered a lot, so you might as well stay with me and rest for a few days." ”

"My lord, I am a prisoner of hard labor, and although I have been released from prison now, it is only the stage of parole, don't you know what a prisoner is? His Majesty the Emperor secretly built the accessories of various warships in the Panlong River outside the city of Xisa, and then had these accessories transported by the river to the shore of the Horror Sea. We only eat one meal a day, but we have to work for ten hours, don't you know, my lord! I am a heinous scoundrel, I stole a loaf of bread, and was sentenced to five years of hard labor, and in the fourth year, I escaped from prison, but in less than a day's work, they arrested me again, and now it is good, and the crime is increased by one degree, and the punishment is another five years. I was a young man in his twenties when I went in, and now I am in ragged clothes and a scummy beard, and a man in his thirties looks like he is forty or fifty. The people of Birti refused to take me in or give me anything to eat, but a kind aunt made me a guide and asked me to come here to you. In fact, I saw this church as soon as I entered the city, such a magnificent building, at first glance, it looks like a rich man. My lord, I am heinous, how can you still keep me here!"

The poor man's emotions exploded at once, and he spoke intermittently, both because he was eating bread, and because the memory was so painful that he could not tell it properly.

Mirière realized that the man was a prisoner who had been released from prison when he heard him speak of the jack, but he could not bear to reveal his tragic scars, and at the moment when the man confessed his true feelings, the bishop looked at the portrait of Cyril and his heart was filled with compassion. He only asked, "What's your name?"

"I? I don't have a name, and even if I did, I almost forgot it now. My number in jail is 24602. ”

"Everyone has a name given by God, and you will have it too. ”

"My lord, I am literate, after I was released from prison, I wandered around, and no one would take me in, if you don't dislike it, I am willing to work for you!" The man's original resentment had gradually subsided, and he realized that the bishop in front of him sincerely felt pity for him and wanted to help him.

Bishop Mirière was willing to take him in, and although there was not much work to be done in the church, he made this decision in good faith so as not to degenerate a suffering soul again.

Princess Claudia had by this time also gotten up and freshened up, and she walked to the church, where she saw the bishop talking with a strange beggar. The princess knew better than anyone else about the bishop's generosity. The so-called close to Zhu is red and close to ink is black, she has been influenced by the bishop, and she is also very concerned about helping the poor.

The prisoner swallowed almost all the bread in his stomach, which was five large pieces, enough to feed the bishop and the three monks for a whole day.

Mirière did not forget to hand over the kettle he had brought with him, so that the poor man's stomach could feel better.

When his stomach was full, the man looked up and then at Cyril above, as if he felt that his fate should not be so good, and then he noticed Princess Claudia standing behind the bishop, who in his eyes was an angel, and she must have been sent by heaven to bring him back to the infinite dust.

The man couldn't help but shout, "Oh my God, am I dreaming!" and fell headlong to the ground.

Bishop Mirière and the princess hurriedly carried him to a nearby bench, and the bishop sighed and said, "He hasn't eaten for so long, and he ate too much at once, so it shouldn't be a big deal." ”

There was a commotion outside the church, as if some great man had come, and Mirière asked the princess to take care of the poor man first, while she went out to find out.

Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.