Skilled in managing a house

English, Lesha town.

In the Catholic church, Father Rooney led the believers in singing hymns. After the singing was completed, the liturgy ended. Congregants left the church one after another.

However, there are really not many people coming to Catholic worship today. There are only about forty people in total, which is incomparable to the past. In the past, during worship services, at least 180 people would be present, and on weekends, there would even be several hundred people.

Looking at the believers leaving, Father Rooney felt very unhappy. The reason why there were so few people was simple. More than half of them went to Wudang Taoist Temple to offer incense.

At this time, a nun walked up to Father Rooney, holding a folder in her hand, "Father, this is the list of donations from believers this month."

After saying this, the nun respectfully presented the folder in her hand to Father Rooney.

Father Rooney took it and opened it directly. He did not look at the names of the donors in front, but looked at the total number first.

The total amount of donations was 2,860 pounds. Seeing this number, Father Rooney couldn't help but frown, and then looked at the nun seriously, "Why are the donations so small this month?"

"There are many fewer people donating this month than in the past, and many people are donating less than before. I heard them secretly saying that it only costs 1 pound to go to Sanqing Temple to offer incense. Even if they go every day for a month, It's only 30 pounds. And..." The nun didn't seem to dare to continue talking.

"What else are you talking about?" Father Rooney asked with a cold face.

"He also said that donating one-tenth of his salary to the church every month is a bit too much. The per capita income in the town is not high to begin with, and the family burden is too heavy. So in the future, I don't plan to donate so much." the nun said carefully.

Father Rooney shook the folder in his hand dissatisfied and shouted: "It can't be so little! This month it's less than 3,000 pounds, which is not even enough for the church's basic expenses!"

After saying that, he had already begun to gnash his teeth!

"The believers are unwilling to donate money, so what can be done? The Sanqing Temple is very lively now. I heard people in the town say that the Sanqing Temple is the true god. If you can see it and touch it, just talk about the team. Now With a winning streak, it is estimated that we will definitely be promoted to the Premier League next year. Especially during home games, everyone is shouting about the Infinite God. If I keep going like this, I am afraid that in a few months, our church will not even have this income. whispered the nun.

"Asshole! Asshole." Father Rooney couldn't help but cursed this time.

Seeing Father Rooney's angry look, the nun did not dare to speak immediately. After waiting for a moment and seeing that the priest was no longer breathing heavily, the nun whispered: "Father, there is something else I want to say."

"Say!" Father Rooney said through gritted teeth.

"Christmas is one month away. On Boxing Day, we have to distribute the gospel to the believers. How do you want to distribute it this Christmas?" the nun said.

"It's the same as in previous years!" Father Rooney said angrily: "You don't need to ask me about this!"

"In previous years, believers would come to receive gospel gifts, but it is hard to say how many people will come this year. In addition, our income this month is not enough to buy gifts. In the future, we will use the income from this month and next month. The purchase will cost about 100,000 pounds. Now I don’t even have a fraction, so why don’t you allocate some money from your account?" the nun said carefully.

"Where is the money on the books? They have already done good deeds!" Father Rooney said.

"You don't have to say that between us. Didn't you use the money on your books to speculate in stocks?" the nun said, lowering her head.

"Nonsense! I'm stuck now! I can't even get half a cent out of my pocket! Besides, it costs one hundred thousand pounds!" Father Rooney said bitterly.

"What should we do? Don't we stop distributing them?" the nun said aggrievedly.

"If we don't distribute them, no one will come," Father Rooney shouted.

The nun lowered her head and did not dare to speak out this time.

Father Rooney thought for a moment and suddenly asked: "By the way, how much did Fran donate this time? He has donated ten thousand pounds in the past, why is the total this time less than ten thousand pounds?"

"Mr. Furlong donated one hundred pounds this month," the nun said with a flat mouth.

"I just donated a hundred pounds and he was sending it to beg for food?" Father Rooney said angrily.

"He always goes to Sanqing Temple now, as if he hasn't been there since the team won against Manchester City. He donated 100 pounds that day and asked his secretary to come," the nun said.

"Damn it. This Fran is too snobbish! If you think Sanqing Temple is useful, just go there and donate money, and then forget about us!" Rooney said angrily again.

"That's not because Sanqing Guan is really useful." The nun said timidly.

"Okay! Okay!" Rooney said impatiently: "You go down, I will find a way about the money!"

"Yes, Father." The nun quickly stepped back.

Father Rooney's face was full of anger, and he kept cursing in his heart, "Fran, you are such a piece of shit! You actually have the nerve to give me a hundred pounds to fool me! Okay! Let's see!"

Saying this, there seemed to be no good solution for a while, other than pacing back and forth.

"No. No. If Sanqingguan is allowed to stay like this, then I won't have to hang out anymore. I have to find a way to bring back all the believers." Rooney kept muttering in his heart, "But, how to bring them back. That oriental man is so capable. Everyone in the town believes in him now. That’s right, that’s right. Go to London and ask the people in the cathedral for help.”

Thinking of this, Father Rooney didn't waste any time and immediately ran outside the church. After leaving the church, he asked the driver to prepare the car and headed directly to London.

Brompton Cathedral is the Roman Catholic church with the largest population in London and can also be said to be the Catholic church with the largest population in England. Brompton Church is very busy every day. Not only do countless believers come to worship, but they also receive many tourists.

Although Rooney is a priest, it is not easy to meet Deacon Joseph here. After all, he is only the priest of the Catholic Church in Little Lesha Town. According to the level, there are several grades of priests, namely priest, bishop, There are seven levels of assistant bishops, diocesan bishops, diocesan archbishops, archbishops and cardinals, called the "seven levels of saints". Of course, there is one higher level, and that is the Pope of the Holy See.

Brompton Church is a diocesan cathedral. The chief priest here is actually the archbishop, and the deacon here is the diocesan assistant deacon.

Rooney waited in the reception room for two hours. The door to the reception room finally opened. A man in his fifties wearing a black robe and carrying a cross walked in first. Behind this man, two more followed. people wearing the same clothes.

Seeing the visitor, Rooney stood up quickly, with a look of humility on his face, "Hello, Deacon Joseph"

"Yes." The first man to come in was Joseph, the general assistant deacon of the parish. He nodded slightly, then went straight to the sofa opposite Rooney and sat down.

The other two men in black robes stood on both sides of the sofa without sitting down.

Joseph looked at Rooney and made a downward gesture, allowing Rooney to sit down.

"Thank you Archdeacon." Rooney dared to sit down.

You know, within the Catholic Church, there is a strict hierarchy, and Rooney's level is far from that of others.

"There are a lot of things going on today, and I've kept you waiting for a long time. Father Rooney, what's the matter with you coming all the way from Lesha Town?" Joseph said in a calm tone.

"It's like this. Our Lesha Town Church has received less than 3,000 pounds in donations from believers this month. We need assistance from the cathedral." Rooney immediately expressed his intention.

But when Deacon Joseph heard this, his face immediately turned cold and he said, "Our church doesn't have much income, so I'm afraid we won't be able to provide assistance."

Joseph had seen many churches that came to ask for help, and his answer was basically the same, that is, the landlord's family had no food left.

Rooney instantly understood that the other party would have misunderstood, and he quickly explained: "Archdeacon, I don't need financial assistance."

"Not monetary assistance? What assistance do you need?" Joseph asked doubtfully.

"It's like this. There is a Sanqing Temple in our town of Lesha, which is the Taoist temple where the new boxing champion Allardyce became a disciple. Now Taoist temples are very popular. Most of the people in our town used to be Catholics, but now , almost more than half of the people have converted to Taoism. It is precisely because of this that the income of our church this month will be so small. The believers no longer believe in Catholicism. If this is the case, our income will be even less in the future. I I came here to hope that the cathedral will provide substantial assistance to our church in Lesha Town, and we cannot let Lesha Town continue to be like this."

"That's right." Deacon Joseph pondered, thinking about Rooney's words.

Seeing that he did not express his position immediately, Rooney seemed to be still weighing something, and quickly said: "In England, Catholicism has been excluded by the royal family. If our church cannot maintain this time in Lesha Town, it will definitely be judged by the small. . In the future, the Catholic Church in England will probably not have an easy time either."

"This" Joseph frowned after hearing these words.

Because he knew that Rooney's words were correct.

In England, the British royal family believes in Protestantism and must be a Protestant, which is the state religion of England. But before that, the church in England was also dominated by Catholicism. The reason why such a split occurred was because the Catholic Church interfered too much in the British royal family. The most famous thing is that the British emperor wanted a divorce, but the Catholic bishops did not agree, causing a huge rift between the two parties. At a later stage, it even turned into a massacre.

Although there is now freedom of belief, the influence of Catholicism in England is not what it used to be. After all, England has a state church, which is the largest church. Even the decline of the royal family would not allow Catholicism to easily take over the mainstream.

Rooney had already thought of his words on the way here. He was worried that the cathedral would not help, so he had to talk about the matter in a big way, which meant that he would die in despair.

After a moment, Joseph nodded and said, "What you said is correct. I wonder how you plan to ask the cathedral to help you?"

"Let's put it this way, my cultivation is limited and I can't compete with Sanqingguan at all, let alone that Taoist named Zhang Yu. I hope that the cathedral can send a powerful astrologer to teach him a lesson. Sanqing Temple also lets the people of Lesha Town know that our Catholicism is far more powerful than Taoism." Rooney said his plan.

"It makes sense." Joseph nodded and then said, "You wait here for a while, I will report to the archbishop and listen to the archbishop's opinion."

"Okay, thank you so much, Archdeacon." Rooney nodded quickly.

Joseph stood up, glanced at the men in black robes standing on both sides, and said, "You stay here and talk to Father Rooney while I go to see the archbishop."

"Yes." The two men in black robes nodded in agreement.

At that moment, Joseph left the reception room alone, while Rooney and the two men in black robes stayed inside.

Rooney nodded to the two of them to express friendship. However, although these two people were standing next to Joseph, they had a condescending look on their faces and did not take Rooney seriously at all. Rooney felt bored and kept silent, just waiting quietly.

After more than half an hour, the door to the reception room opened and two people walked in.

Deacon Joseph came in first, and behind him came a middle-aged man wearing a red robe.

The two people came to sit opposite Rooney one after another. Rooney nodded and bowed again, full of flattery.

Then, Rooney's eyes fell on the middle-aged man in red robe. He could see that the person wearing this clothes was definitely not an ordinary person, and he had a considerable status in the church.

Sure enough, Joseph introduced: "This is Father Bredva. He came from the Holy See of Rome. His original intention of coming here was to participate in the Eastern and Western Astrology and Feng Shui Exchange Conference. The Archbishop is very concerned about the Sanqing Temple in Laisha Town. Shangxin, I specially discussed it with Father Bredvar, and the priest decided to go to Lesha Town in person to help you deal with Sanqingguan."

"Thank you, Father, thank you, Father." Rooney said hurriedly again.

"You're welcome. We are all fellow Catholics. When encountering something like this, we naturally want to help. In this case, let's go to Laisha Town. I will definitely let that boy named Zhang Yu Dongfang know how powerful he is!" Bredvar Said arrogantly.

"That's for sure. I don't know how the priest wants to deal with Zhang Yu." Rooney asked with a smile on his face.

"I have already thought of a plan. When I get to Lesha Town, I will naturally let those pagans know how powerful I am!" Bredvar said confidently.

The next day, Lesa Town Catholic Church.

In this worship service, there were still not many believers, only thirty or forty. However, during this year's service, in addition to Father Rooney, there was also a man in red robes standing on the stage.

Father Rooney did not introduce who the man in red robes was. If he did not introduce him, it would be inconvenient for believers to ask.

The service went on normally, and after singing hymns, everyone thought it was almost time to leave. Unexpectedly, Father Rooney suddenly said: "Dear devout believers, today a distinguished guest came to our Catholic Church in Lesha Town. This distinguished guest is Father Bredvar, the great prophet. His predictions have always been 100% accurate. "

"Great prophet." "Prophecy" "100% preparation." "Real or false." "What prophecy?" The believers present were stunned after hearing Rooney's words, and then they started whispering and discussing. One after another.

Seeing that everyone was somewhat unbelieving, Bredvar said loudly: "Believers, I know you may be skeptical. After all, most prophecies will only happen after a long time, and they can rarely be fulfilled immediately. People can experience it personally. But after I arrived in Lesha Town, I suddenly had many feelings. At this moment, I have seven prophecies about Lesha Town that I want to tell. Whether they can be fulfilled, you can definitely see it with your own eyes. !”