Royal Gold Magistrate

Father Soljay couldn't help but staggered back two steps, his heart was already filled with anger.

Just as he was about to step forward to get angry, Lai Gou'er, who had been watching behind him, rushed in front of him.

With a gentle smile on his face, he untied the wallet from his waist and handed it a handful of silver coins: "Master Jun, are these enough?"

The guard straightened up, surprise in his eyes.

Yo ha!This person is sensible enough, much better than that so-called bullshit archbishop.

The guard took the coin, and didn't feel too embarrassed, and stepped aside to make way for the convoy.

At the end, he even mocked Father Solger: "Be careful next time you speak, don't think that holding the name of the archbishop will work in the Holy City."

Father Soljay was already so angry that the three corpses jumped up and wanted to curse, but Lai Gou covered his mouth and hugged him into the city.

Just after entering the city, Lai Gou'er said helplessly, "Father, you are too straightforward and honest. If you go on like this, you will suffer a big loss sooner or later! What a waste of time with these two bastards, we are here to deal with business. "

If it weren't for him covering his back all the time, the priest's way of being a man would have been played to death.

But he is kind enough and a good person, and Lai Gouer admires him very much.

If no good people had adopted him back then, he would have been fed to wild dogs long ago.

Father Soljay's face was cloudy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You...how can you give him money? It is impossible for the holy city to collect money when entering the gate. This is clearly because he saw our convoy coming in and wanted to blackmail him. Pen! These two bastards are ruining the reputation of the holy city!"

Lai Gou'er sighed, "What kind of reputation? Haven't you never seen how ruthless Feika's church collects money?"

"If the tree doesn't grow well, it's probably because of the roots. Will the holy city change just because it's called the holy city? I advise you to be more open-minded and don't think too much about it."

"Everyone is the same. If the management is not good, it's the same virtue. The Pope also has to shit, right? I've seen this kind of shit a lot before."

"The holy city is different from Fika!" Father Soljay blushed, feeling a little speechless in his heart.

Lai Gou'er ignored him, and set up a pergola to look around.

There are many streets with people coming and going, and the surrounding buildings are also luxurious, revealing luxury everywhere.

"Hey! I thought Fika's church was already very good, but I didn't expect the church here to be built even better. Western construction craftsmen are really ingenious. Someday you help me find some good craftsmen, and I will transport them back to Dajing." Lai Gouer pointed to the cathedral not far away and praised.

"I'm not a human trafficker." Father Solje was extremely speechless, and he was already out of a good mood.

Looking at the bustling scene around, I feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

Suddenly, Lai Gouer patted him hard on the shoulder, and said carelessly: "Why are you still so sad after you come in? This city is really nice, and Taoyuan County doesn't have such a luxury. Let's take a stroll around before going to see the Pope?"

Father Soljay nodded silently.

The two took the convoy behind them, and then wandered around the city.

After shopping for more than an hour, Lai Gouer looked around with great interest. Whenever he saw something novel, he would buy it directly if it was a small item, and take out a small notebook to record it if it was a large item.

The priest looked unhappy. Although he was also looking around, he seemed to have no interest in the colorful world.

Halfway through the walk, Lai Gouer bought two cakes from nowhere. He ate half of one and handed the other to Father Solger, saying, "Father, the matter of going to the city hasn't passed yet? Isn't it just to collect travel expenses?" , as for what?"

Father Soljay took the cake, shook his head and said, "No, the Holy City is much better than I imagined, but I don't seem to see any poor people."

"Poor people?" Lai Gou'er twitched the corner of his mouth, "Why are you looking for poor people?"

Father Soljay raised his head and recalled: "I worked as a city beautician in Taoyuan County..."

"Wait a minute, what's that?"

"Street sweepers." Solger continued with a calm expression, "Taoyuan County is the best city I have ever seen, but I have spent a long time with those sweepers, and I know the situation in Taoyuan County well."

"Actually, Taoyuan County looks rich, but there are also a lot of poor people. Of course, the rich and the poor are compared, and the poor in Taoyuan County actually live a good life. But we have been in the holy city so far, it seems that even a poor person See, everyone is very rich, don't you think it's strange?"

"I think whether a city is good or not depends on what the bottom layer looks like."

"If you haven't seen it, it doesn't mean you don't have it. What's so strange, if you want to find the poor, right? Follow that road until you reach the end, and you should be able to see it." Lai Gou'er pointed casually.

Father Soljay turned around, looked at the direction he was pointing at, saw the prosperity in his eyes, and asked doubtfully, "How do you know?"

Lai Gou'er said indifferently: "I can tell where the mice in the city live."

"Really?" Father Soljay obviously didn't believe it.

"I've been buying food for more than ten years, can I be wrong?!" Lai Gou'er said proudly, "Although the style and products of the shops along the street are completely different from the big scene, it is the decoration along this street, revealing the With this kind of temperament, I can tell at a glance that the end must be a place where poor ghosts gather!"

Father Soljay was startled and took two steps back, pointing at the stumbling dog and said, "You... aren't you a nobleman? When did you become a beggar?"

Lai Gou'er stroked his chin and wondered, "I have been asking for food since I was a child, why do you all think I am a nobleman?"

Father Soljay murmured: "I can't tell... You don't look like a beggar in your style of speaking. I always thought you came from a nobleman..."

Lai Gou'er smiled: "Father, you've got a picture!"

"But I haven't seen my biological parents. Maybe there is wolf blood in our wild dog's body?"

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(Also, there is oops, but it will be later.)