In fact, Wen Lin is not professional in many things, but by analogy, she will naturally understand after more contact.

When Wen Lin showed the design of the dress to the tailor, the surprise in her eyes could not be concealed.

In this stack of design drawings, there are two completely different styles, one is unexpected luxury and gorgeousness, and the other looks strange but has to admit that it is beautiful.

Wen Lin's request was equally strange. She handed over the exquisite and gorgeous long dress to the tailor, but the only strange design was to do it by herself, requiring the assistance of the tailor throughout the process.

But no matter which one it is, the tailor has to admit that both styles are very new and beautiful.

It is not difficult to imagine that when it is made, it will be enthusiastically sought after by the noble ladies and young ladies of the royal capital.

The owner of the store invited Wen Lin to the second floor with a wink, took out the most expensive pastries and wine, and asked Wen Lin straight to the point,

"Your Excellency Guard Officer, are your designs for sale? Maybe I can give you a price you're satisfied with,"

The businessman's sense of smell is very sensitive in making money. Wen Lin was obviously stunned when she heard the shop owner directly say that she wanted to buy the blueprint.

Only then did she realize that the owner of the store should be concerned about her identity and did not dare to use the design directly.

Wen Lin originally planned to open a ready-to-wear store, but this time she came to dig people.

Since the shop owner is so frank, Wen Lin temporarily changed her attention and said with a smile, "Maybe I can also give you a price for buying this shop that will satisfy you,"

As soon as these words came out, the shop owner was obviously stunned, his face changed slightly, thinking that Wen Lin was angry, but after waiting for a while, she still looked like a gentle smile.

Only then did the shop owner believe that Wen Lin really wanted to buy her own shop.

Seeing the shop owner's tangled and hesitant appearance, Wen Lin smiled knowingly, and said again, "Perhaps you can also understand that I want to hire you and your shop's tailors, this shop actually belongs to you, and I will be at the king's office. We will open ready-to-wear stores in other locations, but your store is responsible for the production, and I will pay you the corresponding remuneration,"

This is really difficult for the shop owner to refuse.

As long as he promises Wen Lin, it means that the shop is nominally owned by Wen Lin, and he only needs to pay taxes to Wen Lin, and does not need to pay additional taxes to the royal court and nobles.

Shops without the protection of nobles or lords have to pay twice as much tax, which greatly reduces profit margins.

Wen Lin knew this well, took a sip of her wine and waited quietly for the store owner to reply.

The result was not disappointing. After walking out of the shop, Wen Lin was holding a freshly signed contract, and at the same time, the most skilled tailors followed Wen Lin back to the mansion.

There are only four or five days left before the agreed date for the banquet, and the tailors need to rush out the samples of the new style in these days.

Wen Lin had also considered the location of the new store, and more practical arrangements were handed over to Bessie and Namar.

With Vicia's approval, no one will deliberately make the stumbling block uncomfortable.

That night, Wen Lin, who was finally free, planned to go to the royal court, but was temporarily stopped by the priest of the Holy See.

Lucches has been elevated to the position of Cardinal of the Golan, and the seat of Cardinal of the Diocese of Sol has been vacant for several days.

Since the trial, fewer people have visited St. Margaret's Church.

Durham is dead, and two cardinals whom he trusted have been jailed, awaiting execution in court.

The catholic church suddenly vacated three cardinal positions, which aggravated the panic of the church people.

At the same time, there is also a lot of speculation as to who will be promoted to the new cardinal.

Surprisingly but not unexpectedly, the newly appointed Archbishop Lucches first appointed Wen Lin to be the cardinal of the Diocese of Sol.

This edict was issued so hastily that Wen Lin, the party involved, only now knows.

The night before the canonization ceremony, Wen Lin needed to go to the church to pray and receive blessings, so she had to rush back to the mansion and put on her robe before rushing to the church.

What Wen Lin didn't expect was that a crowd of people could be seen outside the church from a distance. Wen Lin asked the priest who came to pick him up, "Who is the person outside the church?"

After looking at it thoughtfully for a while, the priest replied, "They are all waiting for you,"

He joined the church as a priest in white robes, and was promoted to cardinal within a month. At the same time, he still has a lot of prestige and influence in the hearts of believers.

Wen Lin's existence is a miracle in itself.

With the prestige and lofty status of the church constantly crumbling, other bishops and priests tacitly ignored Wen Lin's identity as a woman, not to mention that the queen is also a woman?

Since the Holy See trial, people in the church have had to admit that gender may not be that important, otherwise how could God choose to stand behind the queen.

Not only the people outside the church were waiting, but the bishops and priests in the church were also waiting. They glanced in the direction of the door from time to time and whispered from time to time.

The new nobles who supported the Queen fought back quickly and violently, and they had to cede many territories and businesses.

They hope that Wen Lin, who is trusted by both the queen and the new archbishop, can change the decline of the church.

Under the gazes of countless complicated eyes, Wen Lin walked through the crowd calmly and entered the church.

However, there were no less people in the church than outside the church. On both sides of the promenade, and even in the empty vestibule, there were priests in white robes standing.

Wen Lin's eyes were dark and deep, the golden robe embroidered with gold threads swayed like water waves with her movements, and the firelight swaying in the breeze cast on her face, majestic and holy like an icon.

The slow and slow footsteps seemed to hit the hearts of the priests with a heavy hammer, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn. They all began to chanting in a low voice, stirring a captivating melody under the towering dome.

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Our eyes followed Wen Lin until she walked into the church.

There was only Lucches in the sanctuary, standing under the icon, holding a yellowed bible in his hand.

Wen Lin walked to the front row and sat down, silent.

It wasn't until he flipped through the entire scripture that Lucches turned to look at Wen Lin, and he said,

"Priest Wen Lin, I read all the books in the library, I tried to find the answer, what is faith? Why is the church that should represent the light become the source of oppression and misfortune?"

"Lucius, don't you still understand?" Wen Lin's low voice was full of pity and mockery.

"No, Your Excellency, tell me the answer," Lucches' forehead throbbed, he seemed to be restraining himself, his face under the candlelight was pale and cold.

With an undisguised sneer, Wen Lin sneered, "The supreme leader of the Golan Church asked me about a heresy, what is my belief? Lucches, don't you think it's funny?"

Hearing this, Lucches swayed twice as if he was deeply hit, and suddenly stretched out his hand and tightly grasped Wen Lin's wrist, as if grasping the last life-saving straw.

"You are about to be Cardinal of St. Margaret's Cathedral, I command you, tell me,"

Lucches' pale face gradually flushed with a desperate frenzy, something was shattering in his eyes, he urged eagerly,

"Why? Please tell me the answer, tell me, what is faith? Why is the church a breeding ground for darkness?"

"The church is an existence that maintains the purity of faith," Lucches' voice was full of pain and prayer.

Witnessing everything in front of her indifferently, Wen Lin took the scriptures in Lucches' hands and tore them into pieces.

She said blankly, "I can't give you the answer to what faith is, but faith is never in this false book, nor in a towering and glorious church,"

"As for the church, you can ask the priests and priests outside whether they believe in God or their own desires."

"You claim that God loves the world, but how many innocent people have been burned at the stake for blasphemy,"

Wen Lin's voice suddenly became sharp, she shook off Lucches' hand and pierced him mercilessly,

"Lucius, you've been deceiving yourself, and you already have the answer in your heart. Are you going to continue to let yourself live in the lie you've built with your own hands?"

Lucches took a few steps back and slammed his body against the cold and hard wall. He closed his eyes abruptly and interrupted Wen Lin by saying, "Don't say it,"

Under Wen Lin's calm gaze, Lucches ran out of the door as if he were running away.

Spending a night alone in the sanctuary, the majestic bell rang when the first rays of morning light poured in through the high rose window.

At the same time, a priest came in, sprinkled holy water on Wen Lin, and directed her to the main hall.

The pious chanting sounded from the moment Wen Lin appeared.

Lucches stood at the highest point, and there were two cardinals and several priests in order. The light from the dome sprinkled on everyone, infiltrating a sense of holiness that people wanted to worship.

The gaze they looked at Wen Lin was very subtle, between expectation and fear.

Wen Lin walked across the red carpet and up the stone steps, standing in front of Lucches.

Everyone is waiting for the completion of the last step - the archbishop officially blessed the kneeling priest Wen Lin.

As time passed, Wen Lin's back was straight and she showed no signs of kneeling down.

The anxiety in the hearts of the people grew even greater. They had heard rumors that Wen Lin once knelt in front of the queen wearing a robe, but now she is unwilling to kneel in front of the archbishop to accept the canonization?

While waiting more and more heavily, Lucches moved. He hung the cross necklace made of pure gold on Wen Lin's neck and began to bless.

This is a signal, a signal for the church to back down to the royal court, a signal for Wen Lin's position.

She stood behind the queen, not the church.

"Damn," someone cursed in a low voice, his face very ugly.

However, everything had already been decided by them, so they could only watch Wen Lin put on the red bishop's shawl in silence.

Some people wanted to test Wen Lin's reality, but after the ceremony, Wen Lin disappeared from everyone's sight at the fastest speed.

When Wen Lin hid under an ordinary priest's uniform, slipped out of the church, and passed through the crowded crowd, a familiar figure also hidden under a large burqa stood under a tree not far away.

When they discovered each other for the first time, Vicia called Wen Lin with a chuckle, "Congratulations, Your Excellency the Guard,"

Vishiya's eyes seemed to be surrounded by soft fireworks. Wen Lin stared at her for a few seconds before she walked over and whispered, "Your Majesty,"

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, your actions today may cause you trouble,"

Wen Lin knew that what Vicia was talking about was that she didn't kneel to Lucches, and when she just passed through the crowd, she had already heard people's astonished comments.

She pursed her lower lip, and Wen Lin said with a serious and focused expression, "Your Majesty, I will always bow down to you alone,"

The author has something to say: ah ah ah, thank you guys, I will write slowly, and build this grand world carefully a little bit!