Chapter 122: The Crazy Writer
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The literati wrote articles in solidarity with Galion, and focused their criticism on Bishop Gregory. In response to the article published by the bishop of the Cathedral of the Sacred Heart, public opinion was launched. They cannot tolerate the Catholic forces standing on their heads, let alone the shameless claim that "the Pope is infallible"!
The next day after the publication of a statement about Bishop Gregory, almost all the literati published a statement in the newspapers to counter Gregory's claims.
"We will never allow religion to be above the world and the law, let alone the pope's infallible statements, I want to ask if this country is of the people, or is it of your Vatican Church?"
George Sand's sharp satire of Bishop Gregory was a rebuttal of Bishop Gregory's outrageous remarks.
"Voltaire's coffin was written with the words 'Teach the people to freedom and equality,' and this phrase has not been erased by the years, and the reactionary forces have begun to make a comeback in a hurry."
Next came Baudelaire, Alexandre Dumas, Sainte-Beuve and others, who had planned to stand by in the struggle between the Church and Galian, but they did not expect Bishop Gregory to make such "reactionary" remarks.
Even the censorship department was informed that it was neutral to keep a wait-and-see attitude towards this open and covert struggle, and that the Bonaparte royal family was co-opting the working class and suppressing conservative Catholic forces, so they directed the turmoil.
Since the Italian Wars, Napoleon III and Archbishop Dalboy have reached a point where they are at odds with each other.
At this moment, even the silent Archbishop of Paris, Darboy, realized the seriousness of the incident, and there were four or five statements on his desk about denouncing the Catholic Church, and countless reporters were hiding in the shadows, waiting to discover the dirty secrets of the Catholic Church.
They can use money to gag journalists in the early days, and once it turns into a mass public opinion incident, even Darboy can't suppress it.
In the face of such a difficult situation, he hurriedly summoned Bishop Gregory.
Bishop Gregory also realized that he had said the wrong thing, and originally wanted to justify the legitimacy of the Catholic Church and cover up their outrageous bestiality, but it became a situation where everyone shouted and beat them.
This textbook failure of crisis PR can simply go down in history.
Almost with fear, he stepped into the archbishop's room. He cautiously looked up, only to see the archbishop's gloomy gaze.
He patted the newspaper on the table and asked, "Bishop Gregory, look at the good you have done!" ”
Gregory stood still, motionless. He could even feel the archbishop's gaze like a sharp blade, trying to cut him with a thousand knives.
“…… It's all my fault......"
"You know it's your fault!"
Darboy picked up the newspaper in his hand and slammed it on the other man's body. The shocking words stung the archbishop in front of him.
"Waste, it's just a bunch of waste. I can't even do these things! Actually being toyed with by a hillbilly! ”
Archbishop Dalboy of Paris squinted his eyes and looked at the ineffective Bishop Gregory in front of him, and a trace of anger appeared on his unfazed face.
And the Gregorian bishop was so trembling that he didn't even dare to say a word. In France, the Archbishop of Darboy is a symbol of power.
"You go to that guy named Garion, and he is responsible for everything, and see if the other party is willing to settle this matter privately, and it would be great if the situation could be contained at this point. After all, it can save the reputation of the Catholic Church. ”
After a slight pause, Darboy continued, "If the matter is so big that the Vatican side needs to intervene, you and I will not be able to eat and walk around. ”
Darboy continued to take a step forward and warned sharply, "Not to mention the clergy who shielded you, you may also be expelled at that time to calm the trouble, you know?" ”
Seeing Darboy's unangry and arrogant demeanor, Gregory did not dare to make a mistake, he knew that if he did not handle this matter well, he would wait for his job to be lost. The archbishop has already spoken, and there is no room for his own refusal.
Gregory tentatively asked, "What if he insists on intransigence, my lord?" ”
With an impatient wave of his hand, Darboy turned to go out the door, leaving only his voice echoing in the silent room, revealing an intriguing meaning.
"You know how to do it, you don't need me to teach you more."
Archbishop Darboy's eyes were full of sinisterness, like a poisonous snake with its fangs open.
He said slowly. "If you can't calm public opinion, let the guy who creates public opinion shut up."
After stepping out of the Archdiocese of Paris, Bishop Gregory felt a chill in his back, the archbishop's order and authority were unquestionable, and if things were not good, I was afraid that his fate would not be much better.
"Damn literati, it's really unpeaceful."
Bishop Gregory has already explored Garion's residence, and is ready to go over to him for a showdown, using all means of coercion and inducement to force Garion to give in.
The carriage was jolting all the way, and the anguish in the heart of the Gregorian bishop had nowhere to vent. He's been overwhelmed by this and wants to get the whole thing down as quickly as possible.
As the lavish carriage stopped on the uneven streets of St. Anton Street, Bishop Gregory poked his head out and looked at the low, dilapidated houses outside, and the curious glances of the dirty workers, and he couldn't help but hide his nose and mutter.
"A low-end population."
He stepped out of the carriage and walked towards the well-explored house, looking at the dilapidated brick houses and yellowed walls in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of class superiority and contempt for Garion's identity.
The poor literati, the powerful bishops, is a great irony.
He even imagined that he would offer a sum of money enough to stun the poor and gag him, or threaten him to stop making foolish attempts for his own safety.
Bishop Gregory walked slowly upstairs, masking the musty smell of the hallway with his nose until he stood in the doorway, straightened his clothes a little, and then raised his hand and slowly knocked on the wooden door.
Knock knock.
"Here we are."
As the door slowly opened, Bishop Gregory saw a young man standing in front of him, but to his horror, the other man had a bright revolver in his hand.
The other party's eyes staring at him made Bishop Gregory subconsciously roll his Adam's apple. He cautiously asked, "Is Lord Garion here?" ”
"Oh?"
Garion turned his head sideways, looked at the Catholic clergy in front of him, and shook his pistol.
Frightened, the bishop took a small step back.
Garion said unhurriedly, "I just, may I ask what's the matter?" ”