Chapter 318, Dolores cries
Hidalgo was slightly surprised to hear the sound of horses' hooves outside. Dolores is a fairly remote place, and there are not too many people coming and going during the day, and at this time there is a group of people galloping on horseback, and something must have happened. So he said to his mistress, Josephine, who was helping him with the supplies for the sermon, "Here you are, I'll go out and see." β
Catholic priests have always demanded chastity, but this does not mean that priests do not have certain needs. It is not for nothing that Catholicism is particularly prone to priests who are pathologically fond of little boys. Gradually, however, this rule of Catholicism has undergone a new change. That is, the rule of chastity continues, but the meaning has become that as long as you don't get married publicly, you can do whatever you want. For example, the famous Pope Alexander VI kept a large number of mistresses, one of whom was even his own illegitimate daughter.
Under the influence of the upper and lower levels, Catholic priests still did not marry, but many had mistresses and children. In this regard, Hidalgo is no exception. As for the "revolutionary theology", it directly states: "God is in the love of men, and only the devil hates the love of men." β
Josephine nodded, and Hidalgo grabbed a horse lantern in one hand and a revolver in the other, pushed open the door, and looked in the direction where the sound of horses' hooves had come.
The eastern sky was still dark, and it was the darkest time before dawn.
In the distance, Hidalgo saw several lanterns coming towards him.
"Who is it?" Hidalgo asked.
The horses stopped, and a man could be seen jumping from the front of the horse, and at the same time holding up the saddle lamp to his face, and the yellowish light suddenly illuminated his bearded face.
"Father, it's me, it's Allende!"
Captain Allende was a friend of Hidalgo's, and he was also a native white mudblood. Until then, Dolores' wine and olive oil had been smuggled in relative safety, and Captain Allende had been instrumental.
When Father Hidalgo began to insert something "revolutionary theology" into his sermons, Captain Allende immediately warned Hidalgo. He told Hidalgo that his ideas were very dangerous and that if the Mexican Inquisition knew about it, he would be judged a heretic.
He told him that if it was in Europe, it wouldn't be a big deal if he was now condemned as a heretic. But in Mexico, the Inquisition is still capable of killing!
"I know, you have a point. I also think it makes sense. But my friend, I don't want to see you turn into a torch. However, you ...... I mean, are you serious, do you really believe what you're saying, and are you willing to work hard for it? β
"Yes, my friend. As Jesus said, 'Man does not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God.'" 'I don't live to eat, but to truth. Father Hidalgo replied.
"Well, count me in!" "It's time for the world to change!" β
This conversation was a crucial step in the Mexican Revolution. The organization of the revolution began to have its own armament.
"Allende, my friend, what's wrong?" Hidalgo hurriedly asked.
"Someone has told the Inquisition that you are a heretic who believes in 'revolutionary theology'. You know, half a month ago, a bishop was sent from Rome to specifically urge the investigation of the heresy of 'revolutionary theology'. At nine o'clock last night, I got a message that someone from the police department was coming after dawn today to arrest you. "It's good that they don't know that we're all hereticals." Now the situation is urgent, what do you say, we will listen to you! β
Hidalgo thought he should be taken aback or something when he heard the news, but even he was surprised that at this time, he was extraordinarily calm. In the face of this sudden news, his heart did not fluctuate, and he even really laughed.
"My friend, haven't we been preparing for this day for so long? You didn't come alone, but you brought all our comrades in the army, didn't you just for this day? Aren't we laboring in the wilderness during this time to 'prepare his ways and straighten his paths' for the day that come? Now, that day has finally arrived! Okay, everyone has worked hard all the way, come in and rest, and when the day comes, the crowd gathers......"
The cavalrymen led their horses and went to the back of the church to prepare.
The sun rose, and Father Hidalgo, dressed in a black gown, came to the door of the church and rang the church bells himself.
By the time it was almost noon, the crowd had gradually gathered. Everyone gathered around Father Hidalgo's pulpit, waiting to hear him preach.
Father Hidalgo began to preach. In this sermon, he no longer concealed the content of "revolutionary theology", and he turned "the Bible upside down by the false churches that followed Satan." Finally, he told everyone that the way of Jesus is the way to fight against all oppression, the way of redemption, and the way of liberation.
"The Bible says, 'There is a cry in the wilderness: Prepare His ways, make His paths straight.'" This way is the way of Jesus, which is the way to lead the people out of slavery to the road of salvation and liberation to freedom. Just as the legislator Moses brought the Israelites out of Egypt......"
At this time, some dust rose on the other side of the roadβit was raised by several galloping horses. This is probably the police who came to arrest Father Hidalgo.
After a while, several policemen arrived at the door of the church. Led by a native white man, several policemen, waving batons, pushed some of the Indians gathered around them away and walked towards Father Hidalgo's pulpit.
Father Hidalgo had long noticed them. At this time, his sermon was also in its final moments. So he shouted to the crowd: "My children, do you long for freedom? Do you want to live a happy life? Three hundred years ago, hateful Spanish colonial robbers robbed our ancestors of their lands, are you willing to do whatever it takes to take them back? β
The surrounding Indians and native whites shouted together: "Hang the colonial bandits!" "Long live independence!" "Long live freedom!"
At this time, the colonial policemen had just crowded the pulpit, about to announce that they would arrest the heretic Hidalgo in the name of God and the king, when such a shout rang out all around. The tsunami-like shouts were deafening, and the slightly chubby policeman who took the lead suddenly opened his mouth wide, but he didn't say anything.
At this time, the shouts around gradually subsided, and everyone saw the policemen who had crowded to the side of the pulpit. Countless pairs of eyes were fixed on them. These eyes were as heavy as the Rocky Mountains, and they made those few policemen sweat out.
The chubby policeman who led the team trembled, he opened his mouth, and finally shouted something like this: "Hang the colonial bandits, long live Mexican independence!" β
Several policemen who followed him immediately raised their fists and shouted: "Down with the evil Spain, long live the independence of Mexico!" β
As soon as these words were shouted, several policemen felt that their bodies were much lighter all of a sudden. The staring gazes around them suddenly became a lot softer.
The policeman who led the team quickly grabbed the native white man who had brought them over and kicked him down in front of Father Hidalgo. Father Hidalgo looked down and recognized it as a smuggler named Leonardo who had bought their wine.
"Father, this guy is the informant!" The policeman was indignant and pointed his baton at Leonardo.
"It's you kid! You kid brought the police here? A mixed-race white man pulled a knife from his waist.
"You told the truth? How many pieces of Eagle Ocean did you sell us? Are there thirty? Another Indian asked.
Father Hidalgo stepped forward and asked, "What's going on?" β
"Father, that's right." The fat policeman replied with a smile on his face, "Recently a damned Bishop Carlos has come to the Inquisition, and he is offering a bounty for heretics of 'revolutionary theology.'" This traitor, this shameless scumbag, ran to tell the truth for money! Phew! This shameless bastard, traitor, Judas! He went to the Inquisition and said that you were a heresy of 'revolutionary theology'. Bah! What's so bad about the revolution? Mexico's death is long overdue! It is so deserved, to get rid of the lives of those peninsulars, those great nobles, and the archbishops! Father, you don't know, we have long had a revolution in our hearts, and we have long wanted to hang all those damned colonial robbers on the gallows to dry! That's why we're bringing this traitor to you. β
"Sheriff, how can you ......," said the smuggler.
The fat cop immediately struck him in the mouth with a baton, knocking out two of his front teeth.
"Shut up, you damned Judas! Lao Tzu hates the Spanish bandits secondly, and hates traitors like you first! If I can't beat the Spanish bandits, can't I beat you? β
Then he said to Father Hidalgo with a smile on his face: "Father, we are going to revolt, right?" I know the reality of the city, I am willing to participate in the revolution, please let me contribute to the revolution, I am willing to lead the way for the revolutionary army! β
"Yes, yes, yes!" Several other policemen also shouted, "Father, we are willing to lead the way for the revolutionary army!" Let's do it now, Father! To hit those Spanish robbers by surprise! β