Chapter 287: The Little People of the Church of the Sacred Heart
Although Prussian was extremely reluctant, he still led a group of clergy to open the door of the church, and in the square in front of the church, waited for the visit of the governor of Liangguang, Deshou.
Deshou really travels in casual clothes, in addition to the close-fitting long entourage, there is no too exaggerated guard of honor.
However, when he looked outside the square, he could see the honor guard, and it turned out that his pomp and circumstance were all left outside.
It is no wonder that Deshou was willing to accept the conditions of Prussiantown, which had been prepared for a long time.
Even if he came in in civilian clothes, the pomp and circumstance were left outside, and the people of Guangzhou City could see it.
He knew that the historical roots of this church were too deep, and unless there was a major change, it would not be recovered, and the reason why he wanted to come to inspect it was just to win the hearts of the people.
Seeing the pomp outside, Chen Mu immediately understood Deshou's intentions, and he was not interested in this visit or inspection.
Prussiantown, China, which has always been approachable, did not want to use official language today, but hired an interpreter, which is also a gesture.
Chen Mu didn't want to see these two old foxes confront, and after introducing each other, they showed their acting skills, and with the red lotus, they fell far behind.
In the past, it was Honglian who held the corner of his clothes, but now that Honglian's eyesight has been completely lost, she is even more cautious, holding Chen Mu's sleeve, but she doesn't dare to hold Chen Mu's arm.
If it is a foreigner like Mrs. Baptiste, when she travels, she will naturally hold the arm of her male companion, and she will not see it so abruptly.
Chen Mu wanted Honglian to do the same, but after all, he couldn't compare to foreigners, so he just gave up.
"This cathedral was built after the Apostolic Vicar returned to his homeland and applied to Emperor Napoleon III for a transfer of 500,000 francs, modeled after the design of Saint-Clotilde in Paris, and took 27 years to build......"
Prussiantown's presentation, while simple and straightforward, is also full of pride.
I don't know what Tokushou came up with when he thought that he could spend twenty-seven years building a cathedral on the site of the Doge's Palace, and that there were countless opportunities to reclaim the land during these twenty-seven years, but in the end they were unsuccessful.
"Twenty-seven years, is it so troublesome for you French to build a house......" Although Deshou put on a mocking posture, he can still make people smell the *.
"Your Excellency the Governor is wrong, the money is ours, and the plan is also designed by us, but the craftsmen are all Qing people, but it's already fast, Notre Dame Cathedral has been built for more than 180 years, and Cologne Cathedral has been built for more than 600 years." Prussian also did not budge.
In Chen Mu's impression, Prussian once said that he was devoted to preaching and never involved in politics.
Perhaps his hostility to Dekushou was not political, but he was just worried that Deokshou would covet the church.
Due to the delay in translation, Deshou could not understand the meaning of Prussian's expression in time, and it was inevitable that the communication would be a little awkward.
Deshou also sighed in his heart that in Chinese history, it took decades or even hundreds of years to build a building, perhaps only the emperor's mausoleum or the Great Wall, Leshan Giant Buddha and the like.
However, these foreigners, for their own beliefs, are willing to spend a lot of manpower, material and financial resources, and in the past few hundred years, the dynasty has changed, and the new emperor has not destroyed it, but chose to continue and build, which is a bit incredible in itself.
Of course, this also shows how great the power of religion is to influence these foreign regimes and civilians.
Even if their dynasties changed and their imperial power changed, their beliefs did not change, and whoever came to power could kill dissidents and slaughter enemies, but they did not dare to burn down churches.
Looking at the land of China, the change of dynasties and the entry of foreign races into the masters are also the change of the Han regime, accompanied by unimaginable destruction and destruction!
"Although your beliefs may not be recognized by everyone, they deserve everyone's respect......" Deshou sighed sincerely.
Prussiantown, however, did not let the interpreter speak again, and replied in pure Cantonese Mandarin: "Your Excellency the Governor is also worthy of my respect......
Deshou smiled: "I thought the priests were boring people, but you are very interesting, I like your character." ”
For the humble and introverted Chinese, it is rare to express their thoughts so directly, and Prussia laughed.
"Your Excellency the Governor is also an interesting person, will you let me go in and have a look?"
Deshou nodded and walked into the church.
The rose windows with biblical stories, the high and wide pointed arches, the baroque style on the outside are already stunning, and the splendor of the interior of the church is even more stunning.
"I finally understand why I don't want you to build a church, although the content and form are different, but in terms of specifications, there are too many encroachments......" Deshou also smiled bitterly.
Prussian also laughed and said: "Our pope can crown the emperor, and the emperor who is not recognized by the pope is not legitimate, have you ever had it in history?" ”
Deshou is not a foreign minister like Zhang Zhidong, he is an orthodox person with a yellow flag, and he is not interested in the foreigners, and he doesn't know much about it, so he was surprised to hear this.
Deshou turned his eyes to Chen Mu, as if he was asking Chen Mu for confirmation.
Chen Mu knows that in addition to Prussiantown, he also has many channels such as studying abroad and so on, if you talk about the knowledge of foreigners, Chen Mu is indeed much higher than Deshou.
However, these two old guys were the same for a while, and Chen Mu didn't bother to pay attention to it, so he just smiled perfunctorily.
The Pope crowned the emperor, and that was the old calendar.
Napoleon I of the Franks crowned himself in order to demonstrate imperial power.
As for other periods, the pope and the emperor were just acting together, but it was just a bargain of interests.
Chen Mu is not interested in the affairs of the imperial court, let alone the imperial court of foreigners, where would he spend his brains thinking about such boring things.
Regardless of these two old men, Chen Mu took the red lotus to wander around.
Confession Pavilion, Singing Tower, Bell Tower, etc., everywhere he went, Chen Mu would explain to Honglian, and even let Honglian reach out and touch it.
"Look, the water outlet above is a Chinese lion, opening its mouth to spit water, although it looks majestic, but it's a bit funny, wouldn't it be better to change it to a fish dragon or something?"
Honglian was also a little puzzled: "Foreigners also like Chinese lions? ”
After all, Chen Mu is only here for the second time, so he can't explain this problem.
At this moment, an old voice came from behind him: "Of course foreigners don't like Chinese lions, otherwise they won't fight......
Chen Mu turned his head and saw an old man in his fifties, dressed in coarse cloth, with his body bent over, the braids at the back of his head were sparse, and there were not a few hairs left.
"Does this grandfather know why?"
Chen Mu also felt strange, although the church often gave some small favors to attract many elderly people to join the church, but this old man was not such a person.
Although his gown was old, it was very clean, and although he was not tall and had thick hands and feet, his eyes were like a torch and he was not numb.
"I know that when this church was built, there was no cement as foreigners say, so tung oil and glutinous rice were used, which were both waterproof and reliable, and then you look at the floor, it was a large brick in Guangdong, and these doors, but they were all Cantonese carvers......
As soon as the old man said this, Chen Mu looked at it again, and it was really so!
"Ah Gong was involved in the construction?" Chen Mu couldn't help but be in awe.
The old man just smiled slightly, looked up, as if caught in a memory.
"Back then, the church invited two French designers, but these two were tired of work, and they didn't understand the language, thinking that with the materials and craftsmen of the Qing Dynasty, it was impossible to build a foreigner's church, so they left not long after."
"At that time, the imperial court said, I gave you this land, if you don't build it, we will take it back, and the foreigners have no choice but to paste the announcement and recruit another designer."
"That year, I was only in my twenties, and I was just a small stonemason in Jiantian Village......"
"Stonemasons, aren't they just fiddling with stones, this church has hundreds of thousands of stones, large and small, from polishing to hoisting, but they are all handmade."
"The guys just buried themselves in the stones, never daring to imagine what this church would be like when it was built, and when it was finally finished, they suddenly felt that this big thing was not what we built......"
"It's just that now, seeing this towering dome and minaret, I want to shed tears inexplicably......"
As the old man spoke, his eyes moistened.
Chen Mu's eyes were also full of respect.
The old man's words are very simple, but they make people's blood boil, and the person who only cares about the work, a small stonemason, polishes the stones piece by piece, doing what he should do, and one day, such a magnificent cathedral is built, just thinking about it, it is enough to make people respect!
If everyone in this Great Qing Kingdom is like this and does their duty well, how can they end up in a state full of holes?
Chen Muzheng wanted to say something, Deshou had already come here under the leadership of Prussiantown, and when he saw the old man, Prussian also walked over quickly.
"Why is Mr. Cai here! Welcome, welcome! ”
"Mr. Cai?" Prussiantown's enthusiasm and excitement made Chen Mu a little surprised, and even more dissatisfied.
Because when Deshou came, Prussian was not even willing to speak Cantonese directly, but had to translate to convey it.
But in the face of this ordinary old man in front of him, Prussian does not speak Cantonese, but Hakka!
This may be the greatest respect for the elderly!
"This is the founder of the Sacred Heart Cathedral, the real designer Mr. Cai Xiao Cai!"
Deshou was also shocked: "You designed and built this foreigner's church?" ”
Cai Xiao smiled at Prussian, which was regarded as a return gift, and looked at Deshou again, without much mood swing, but said lightly.
"I'm just a stonemason, I can only polish stones, do plasterers, have little money, build a pigpen, have a lot of money, build a house, how much material, how big a house to build......"
Hearing this, Chen Mu also fell into deep thought.
Prussian respected Cai Xiao very much, and wanted to invite Cai Xiao in, but the latter waved his hand and insisted on leaving, so Prussian had to send him out.
Halfway through, a priest suddenly burst in and said something to Prussiantown, whose face changed dramatically.