Heavenly... Ground... Uh..."

Bishop Ekor looked at Lawrence blankly, and for a moment became overwhelmed, completely unaware of Lawrence's intention in suddenly asking such a difficult question.

However, as an experienced old bishop, Aikobar quickly calmed down, looked at the purple robe on his body, and said to Lawrence in a deep voice:

"The Father has given us life, and we are all His people, so how can there be any reason why a child does not serve his father first?"

"That means you think the God of heaven is more important."

Lawrence played with the quill pen in his hand, and said casually, as if he didn't care:

"Maybe I should send you to God so that you can serve our Heavenly Father personally?"

As soon as he said that, Bishop Aikor turned pale in an instant.

For this hard-line Governor-General of Bonaparte, who knows if he will really commit such an outrageous act.

Despite his constant shouts of serving God, Bishop Aikor is not ready to give up his earthly glory and wealth, on the contrary, he is still thinking about how to go further and gain more power and wealth every day.

"Just kidding, you don't have to be so nervous."

Looking at Bishop Ekobair's pale face, Lawrence chuckled and waved his hand and said:

"But I don't think earthly affairs are lighter than those of heaven, do they?"

Bishop Aikor rubbed his chest, and finally calmed down his accelerated heartbeat, looked at Lawrence as if he had been reborn after a catastrophe, and gasped and said:

"Oh my God, what the hell do you mean?"

Lawrence looked at Bishop Aikobar silently, pushed the summary to him, and said in a deep voice:

"Given the current financial situation in Corsica, I need the land of the monasteries to be taxed together."

"This... How can this be?!"

Bishop Ekor exclaimed:

"You have broken the rules for thousands of years, and if the Lord knew that the Corsicans would not even offer this offering to him, he would surely punish Corsica!"

Lawrence squinted slightly at Bishop Ekobair, and did not directly point out whose table the crops produced in the fields ended up on the table, but pretended to sigh bitterly and said:

"Well, I have known for a long time, Bishop, that you are a devout Catholic, an unswerving servant of God, a disciple who serves my Lord wholeheartedly..."

Bishop Ekor listened to Lawrence's series of compliments to himself, and though he did not understand what the governor was trying to do, he nodded his head in satisfaction.

It's just that the second half of Lawrence's sentence made Bishop Aikobar stunned for a moment:

"I don't think I should bother you with that worldly thing to serve God."

"The worldly thing? What are you talking about?"

Bishop Aikbar asked, frowning.

"Oh my God, I almost forgot."

Lawrence slapped his face, showed a guilty expression, and said in a continuous voice:

"You should also know that King Louis of France is going to be King of Corsica, right?"

"This... I do know, though it's gossip."

Bishop Ekobair spoke, and suddenly the boy shrank as if he realized something.

During this time, Lawrence also sent people to release the news of the imminent establishment of the Kingdom of Corsica through unofficial channels, and at the same time secretly guided public opinion among the people, so that the people could be psychologically prepared in advance.

Only in this way would Lawrence not provoke a strong public backlash when he officially announced the establishment of the Kingdom of Corsica.

If Paulie had done the same in his negotiations with William Pitt, with his prestige and a large number of public opinion guidance, he might have won the support of the majority of the people.

So it is not surprising that Bishop Ekobair knew about this, although he has always had doubts about the veracity of this news.

"France wants to appoint you to crown King Louis."

Lawrence looked at Bishop Aikobar and sighed regretfully:

"But since you are dedicated to holiness, I think this kind of worldly matter should not bother you, and let the cardinals of the French themselves come."

"Wait... What do you say?!"

Bishop Akobair's gaze froze, and for a moment he did not react to Lawrence's words.

And as soon as he recovered, Bishop Ekobair stood up in spite of the etiquette, grabbed Lawrence's right hand, and said excitedly:

"You mean to crown the King of France? Oh my God, it must be at the Palace of Versailles, the splendid Versailles, where all the dukes and counts of Île-de-France are present, and their wives are dressed up in fancy clothes. Oh yes, and the Royal Band, they play non-stop. And I will anoint King Louis with holy oil in the eyes of all, and finally put the crown on his big head."

Bishop Aikor spoke incoherently, already immersed in a fantasy.

During this ceremony, he was able to meet the top celebrities of France, and even sit at the same table with the cardinals, and if he could get a little promotion from either of them, he would be able to leave this damned Corsica forever.

"Or even further, what if King Louis was very appreciative of himself? If he says a few nice things about himself in church..."

Bishop Aikbar thought, looked down at the purple robe on his body, and began to imagine it turning red.

"Ahem..."

Lawrence interrupted Bishop Ekobair's unrealistic fantasy with two coughs mercilessly, and deliberately emphatically stated:

"You're right, that ceremony will be a disgusting extravagance and waste, full of unnecessary extravagance, not to mention staying with a bunch of uneducated aristocrats, and it's normal for you, as a pure-hearted cultist, to hate such occasions."

Bishop Ekor was stunned, and quickly put a smile on his face, licked his lips and said:

"Wait, Governor Bonaparte, I mean..."

"Well, you don't have to say it."

Lawrence put on a "I can understand you" expression, also stood up and shook Bishop Akobair's hand and said:

"Don't worry that I'm not at the French representative's request, don't worry, I'll help you turn down this errand, don't thank me."

"Oh no, I didn't mean that, I mean...!"

Bishop Ekobair grasped Lawrence's hand tightly, his eyes wandering helplessly, and he quickly pondered how to get Lawrence to agree to go to France to coronate Louis XV.

At that moment, Bishop Ekobair caught a glimpse of the summary of tax reform on his desk, and immediately understood what Lawrence meant.

"Hahehe, Governor Bonaparte..."

Bishop Ekobair gently let go of Lawrence's hand, sat back in his seat, the corners of his mouth curled to his cheeks, and said with a smile:

"Actually, I don't think that as a servant of God, we can't ignore human suffering. After all, my Lord is loving, so how can we, as servants of my Lord, be indifferent?"

"Hmm... Makes sense." Lawrence nodded as he watched Bishop Aikobar's performance.

"About the one you just said... the matter of taxing monasteries."

Bishop Ekor took the initiative to take the summary, read it with a pretentious look, nodded vigorously, and said:

"Taxation, which is the gathering of money to create the well-being of everyone, is a typical good deed, how can we Christians not participate in such good deeds? Ha ha... You're right?"

Lawrence leaned back in his chair and crossed his legs, looked at Bishop Aikobar with great satisfaction, and asked aloud:

"Is this your personal opinion? Or is it the opinion of the whole Corsican Church?"

Bishop Ekobair turned his head and immediately replied sternly:

"Oh! What you say, these are from the Bible, and every believer thinks so."

"And what if a Catholic doesn't think so?" Lawrence's face turned a little cold, and he was not satisfied with his answer.

"That's..."

Bishop Ekor Akor gritted his teeth and said in the face of Lawrence's questioning:

"Then this believer must be unconvinced, I will definitely excommunicate him, I can't bear such a person to mix in with us."

"Alright, Bishop Ekobair."

Lawrence smiled and reached out to retrieve the summary from him, nodded and said:

"Since you are so zealous for the common good, it is time for you to coronate King Louis."

"Oh, of course, of course, I'd love to."

Bishop Ekor replied with uncontrollable excitement.

"Guards! Send Bishop Aikbar back to his abode."

Lawrence shouted to the guards outside the door, and at the same time finally warned Bishop Ekobair:

"Oh yes, there's still a few months left until the coronation, so you need to prepare."

"Yes, yes, I understand."

Bishop Ekor nodded deeply, understanding that Lawrence was saying that he could replace himself at any time before the ceremony began.

On the way back to his residence, Bishop Ekobair had already begun to think about how to write letters to the abbots of the various monasteries, asking them to cooperate with Lawrence's collection of taxes.

For Lawrence, by the time Louis XV's coronation was completed, the Church in Corsica had completely sided with him.

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