Listening to her brief introduction, Ye Yizhe's heart moved and he said quietly: "Saint?"
Zhe Yang had introduced him to the main personnel of the Western Holy See before. Apart from the Pope, the most important figure was the Saint Tiff, but he was a little surprised. Even if there is a deep personal relationship between faiths, there will still be many conflicts.
, there have been countless arguments between the master and the Pope. When he was young, the master also traveled around and met many people. Everyone might come to visit him, but he never thought that the Holy See would also send someone.
, and she is also a key figure like the Saint.
Tiff was not surprised why he knew her identity. She knew him well, and he could not know anything about her. He might even have investigated many of his own deeds. She nodded and said, "I'll do it."
Look at Master Zheyang."
Ye Yizhe took a step to the side, allowing her enough space to step forward. He really didn't know much about this saint except her name and other well-known things. He had always paid little attention to the situation of major forces.
They were also imprisoned in their own circles by the masters and others, and they instilled all kinds of knowledge into themselves, but they never instilled the level of knowledge from the outside world.
In their opinion, these things need to be understood by themselves.
After reading a lot of books, he should also get to know a lot of people. If he doesn't go there in person to these people he needs to know, it won't be of much help. And if it's not the people he needs to know, it won't matter if he introduces them to him.
usefulness.
He has just started to increase his power based on the Youth Gang. Naturally, unlike Tiff, who has the support of the Holy See and can grasp the intelligence everywhere, it is not an exaggeration to say that she has thousands of favors in one person.
Ye Yizhe just moved away slightly, which in his opinion was enough to give her face. After all, this is the place where his master left. He doesn't like outsiders to disturb this place. He also wants to be quiet here, not to watch the saint.
Given his identity, he would never let her come forward.
As for her beauty and temperament, he really wasn't in the mood to pay attention to her at this time.
But this move, in the eyes of the knights around her, was so disrespectful.
Tiff stopped them who wanted to step forward. This move also made Ye Yizhe have a lot of affection. It must be said that this saint is very good at life.
He took another step to the side, pointed to the celestial burial platform in front of him and said, "Please."
It was a very standard American English pronunciation, which made Tiff a little surprised. She continued to use the same standard Mandarin and said: "Master Zheyang is one of our best friends in the Holy See. We are very sorry for his death."
As if to argue with her, Ye Yizhe refused to change the language and continued to speak in his standard pronunciation: "Master once told me that the happiest time for him was when he was debating with the Pope in the Holy See.
At that time, it was those debates that made him feel that he had learned a lot, so he later often said that there are many things that have merits among different doctrines, and that everyone has just one goal.
For believers to live happier lives, many arguments are actually unnecessary.”
Ye Yizhe stared at Tiff, trying to read something from her face. He believed that if he continued to say these words, she would definitely react. These words were half true and half false, and some of them were said by Zhe Yang.
, but more of it was added by himself. He is not as deeply rooted in these so-called beliefs as his master. If the master really said this, he would have already turned upside down in Plateau Province.
But obviously, he failed.
Not to mention her reaction, Tiff even moved without any delay. She made a cross shape on her chest, breathed "Amen" softly, then looked at the sky and said: "Master Zheyang's wisdom is naturally not comparable to that of us.
Everything he left behind is the crystallization of his wisdom, and I think he is at peace with having you as his successor."
If someone else were to praise this, Ye Yizhe might feel a little embarrassed, but for a saint from the Vatican, she would not be able to compliment others casually. In her capacity, there is no need for this. In other words, even if she
It was a compliment to him, but he couldn't show it, because at this moment, he was no longer representing himself in front of her, but Zheyang, and he had to communicate with her as a master.
"Master always said that Saint Tiff is the most perfect saint that the Holy See has had in so many years. Now I see that she is truly worthy of her reputation." Ye Yizhe also praised it. He was not bragging. No matter how critical the master is of the Pope, he still has a good reputation for the Holy See.
The saint has always been highly praised. When he went to the Holy See, she was the previous saint. He had a good impression of her and was very calm in her work. It was at that time that he started to think about cultivating a successor.
It was impossible for the entire Tibetan Buddha to be led by someone he could trust without him. From then on, he accepted Sang Teng as his disciple, and much later, Ye Yizhe appeared.
It can be said that the appearance of Ye Yizhe was something that Zheyang himself did not expect.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little sentimental: "If I let the master see you, he will definitely blame me and say that I have lost the face of the Tibetan Buddha, unlike you, who has allowed the Pope to send you out with peace of mind."
Tiff shook her head and said: "Every move you make in Jiangzhou, even if we have to say hello, Master Zheyang will definitely be proud of you."
"Oh? I'm afraid not?" Ye Yizhe retorted, "As a master, having an apprentice who is involved in the underworld is not a matter of pride but a shame?"
Although he said this, an idea came to his mind that he had never thought of before.
Since the Holy See can know about his situation in Jiangzhou, although the master does not have much power and does not have the global eyeballs of the Holy See, it will definitely be easy to know his situation, so the master is extremely powerful.
Maybe he knew about his situation, but he didn't say anything to himself, and he had to bear all the impact by himself.
So apart from this matter, how much else does the master know about himself? After the master's death, all this is unknown.
Tiff smiled and said: "How is it possible? How could Master Zheyang feel ashamed because of this matter, and be able to do such a big thing without relying on his influence? We have been paying attention to the situation in Jiangzhou for a long time.
However, it is said that chaos is not chaos. It is precisely for this reason that it is difficult to invade and occupy a heel. Heroes emerge in troubled times. It is too difficult to rise to the top in a peaceful world. It cannot be explained clearly by just luck.
.Even among your few confidantes, which one is not a wise person who brings disaster to the country and the people? Can ordinary people surrender? Ye Yizhe, many times you still underestimate yourself."
"It's not looking down on me, it's self-awareness." Ye Yizhe was not moved by her words, "I know very well how much I weigh, what I can and cannot do. Master may not care about these reputations, that's because he takes care of me.
existence, but I can't help but think about him. I can't let the master suffer any possible delays because of myself. This is unfair to him. If you really want to speak from a descendant, I am not qualified.
It's much worse than my senior brother, I know this, and I believe you agree with it."
"There's something about you that I don't appreciate very much." Tiff rarely spoke so many words. Today's words not only made the Holy Knights who followed her feel strange, but also made her feel very puzzled. Just like
Her own charm is the same. At this moment, she has to admit that Ye Yizhe also exudes an irresistible charm. This natural leadership temperament is also innate, and the two of them are the heirs of two teachings.
She couldn't refuse even though she wanted to communicate with him based on his identity. In other words, she didn't want to refuse at all.
One day in the future, if two people really become the ones in charge of both parties, then their conversation today will be recorded and become an eternal legend. Although neither of them values reputation, they will do so involuntarily.
"Which point?" Ye Yizhe asked doubtfully.
Tiff looked at him and sighed: "Following the trend is indeed a wise and good way to protect yourself, but it cannot make a person reach the top or become a hero. In Chinese terms, you can only be a prince, but not a man."
To the Emperor."
"Those who can rise up in adversity and change it are the masters of this society." Tiff said with burning eyes, "I know you don't care about this with your personality, but think about it Master Zheyang
, if he were like you, would he become a living Buddha? If he only knew the wisdom of his predecessors and never thought about his own things, would he have the status he has today? Your master will designate you as his successor.
, he doesn’t know your character? And he still did this, what’s the reason for that?”
"Stand on all living beings and soar up. Even if there is only one person above you, you have to pull him down to look at the sky. This is the path your master wants you to take."
Listening to her words, Ye Yizhe was not too touched in his heart. It was not that he didn't know everything she said. He was also trying his best to move forward in this direction. He had changed a lot, but if he wanted to make a complete transformation, that was
Conceptual issues are also a challenge for him.
His current road is no longer what he likes, and he is walking on many bones. If it were not for Feng Siniang, Li Hu and the others, he would never do this. He wanders around the world with one person and one sword, looking at the customs and customs of various places.
It is his dream to sublimate his state of mind.
After a pause, he said: "What I want is nothing more than a beauty half a foot below the world."