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Chapter 832 Reclamation (Part 2)

Chapter 832: Reclamation (Part 2)

In a blink of an eye, it was already autumn, the leaves began to fall, but the climate gradually became more comfortable.

The Temple of Goddess of the Spring and Rivers is indeed relatively deserted.

In the prayer hall, a few believers who kneeled on their feet and prayed to God.

The goddess of springs and rivers gradually withered withering with the development of the times.

Occasionally there are only a few people coming, which is very quiet.

Princess Qianniya stood silently at the window, staring at the sky outside the window in a daze.

The sky in autumn is very blue and clear. Today is another rare and good weather. There are only a few white clouds, and they fly gently on the blue sky with graceful figures. Looking at them will make people very pleasing to the eye.

The room where Princess Qianniya is standing is a side hall of the Spring Water and Goddess Temple. It is not very useful in normal times, but it is cleaned very clean at this time.

The window was open, the wind blew gently, and the curtains beside the window were swaying gently with the wind. Qianniya stood there, her eyes falling on a white cloud floating in the sky.

Her neck curve is very beautiful, white and smooth. When she looked up slightly, her long hair fell down softly. What she was wearing today was still a light green pastoral robe. It was different from the tender beauty she usually wore. The clothes she was wearing at this time showed a faint silence.

Next to her, there was a girl sitting far away, different from Princess Qianniya's beautiful appearance. Although the woman was wearing spring water and the robes of the goddess temple, she looked like a little girl. She was just a faint tranquil temperament that belonged to the priest, which made the woman a little eye-catching.

In front of this woman, there was a desk with paper, pen and other objects on it. When Princess Qianniya was looking at the sky, the woman had been using a quill to copy the doctrine of the Spring Water and the Goddess Temple. The handwriting was neatly copied, and it was obvious that she was doing this with her heart.

"Sir, this doctrine has been copied. Do you have to copy these books?" Finally, a doctrine was copied, and the original and transcripts were placed aside. The woman looked up and asked.

"Fena, is that fast?" Princess Qianniya turned around in surprise and looked at the woman. "You are very fast."

"I used to copy books and wrote very quickly." Pastor Fena replied quickly.

Pastor Fena is currently an intern priest in the Spring Water and Goddess Temple. She has very low strength. What is rare is that she is very serious when she works, and she is also very sincere when she prays and does her homework. Princess Qianniya is very satisfied with her.

Some meticulous work is often taught to her, such as copying books nowadays.

"Let's take a look." After all, the other party's speed was a bit too fast, Princess Qianniya walked over from the window.

"Sir, please watch it." Pastor Fena respectfully handed the copied book to Princess Qianniya with both hands.

After taking the copied books into his hands, Princess Qianniya carefully read them and found that the other party had indeed copied the books very neatly and seriously.

Moreover, Pastor Fena's handwriting is beautifully written, and when you see it, you will feel peaceful and promising.

"Yes, you copied it very seriously, very good." Princess Qianniya nodded while watching.

"Thank you for your praise from the Bishop," Pastor Fena said modestly.

"If you are tired, take a break. There are still a few books there. When will you free and when will you copy them? Those are not in a hurry." Princess Qianniya pointed to the thick books on the desk.

"Yes, Lord Bishop." Pastor Fena said respectfully again.

Seeing her so careful and respectful, Princess Qianniya smiled: "Fena, you are already a trainee pastor. You don't have to be so restricted when talking to me, just be a little casual."

"Yes, Lord Bishop." Pastor Fena tried to relax himself a little.

Seeing her like this, Princess Qianniya smiled and looked at the face full of respect in front of her. Princess Qianniya suddenly asked, "By the way, I rarely see you go home. Where is your home?"

In fact, the spring and goddess temple here are all working, including priest apprentices or low-level intern priests. Some of them discovered and recruited from the local area, and some were sent by the above.

Although there are not many such people, they also occupy a small number of temple priests, and Pastor Fena is one of them.

The temple is not without holidays. In addition to the free time every day, every pastor who comes from afar will have a lot of time to go home in a year.

Unlike others, Fena, a young female priest, never came home or mentioned any information about the family. This has already been noticed by Princess Qianniya.

Because the other party is the target of her focus on training, Princess Qianniya wanted to ask clearly.

If the other party has any difficulties, as long as she can help, she can also help.

Cultivating her true confidants here is one thing she must do.

"Sir, my home is in Tetashaul." To Princess Qianniya's surprise, the young female pastor's home is actually here!

But since that's the case, why have I never heard her talk about it?

"Do you have your home in Tetasha?" Princess Qianniya asked strangely: "This is the first time I know."

After hearing the confusion in the bishop's words, Pastor Fena hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to tell his affairs to the bishop.

"Fena didn't mean to hide it, but she didn't want to mention it myself."

"Oh? Why? Is there any difficulty? Tell me, if I can help you, maybe?" Princess Qianniya said lightly.

"Thank you for your kindness!" Fena was very grateful when she heard Princess Qianniya say this.

She slowly said: "However, Fena's affairs are not very important. This matter starts with my parents and brothers. I have five brothers and sisters, one brother and three sisters, and I am the fifth child..."

Speaking of this, she paused.

"My three sisters were sold by my parents a few years ago and sold to local nobles as maids..." When talking about the word maid, Fena sighed slightly.

Princess Qianniya knew that many of the girls from poor families would be sold to noble families as tools for warming beds, and Fena's three sisters were obviously like this.

However, judging from her current expression, her three sisters obviously won't be in a good life.

Princess Qianniya's attention was obviously attracted by other things.

"You just said that they were sold to local nobles. Are they... the nobles of Tetasha?"

"No, no, no, my family moved to Tetashaw only two years ago. Before that, I had been living in another territory." Fena hurriedly explained.

Oh, as long as it's not Tetasha, Princess Qianniya said, "You keep talking."

"Yes, Lord Bishop." Fena then told her family about her affairs.

It turned out that after Fena's three sisters were sold to the noble family, they all died one after another within two years, and it is said that they all died of torture.

For money, her parents actually put their ideas on her. Fortunately, Fena was very smart. At that time, the larger temple was a little difficult to enter, so she moved closer to a small temple in the local area, which is the temple of the goddess of springs and rivers.

Due to piety, it was soon found that he had the qualifications of a pastor and was led by the pastor to study. He moved this year and arrived in Tetashaux.

After returning, her nightmare began again. Her parents and brother asked someone to take a few words, saying that she would go home and marry a little nobleman as soon as possible.

Fena, who doesn't trust her parents, naturally knows that the good son-in-law they say may not be so good. She stays in the temple all day long and doesn't even go out once, which avoids a head-on conflict with her parents and brothers.

After listening to Fena's words, a hint of anger appeared on Princess Qianniya's face.

Nothing else, it is really okay for parents and brothers to do this. Needless to say, forcing Fena to such a point, those people are definitely for the word "money"!

"But maybe, the person your parents arranged for you this time will be good? You don't plan to take a look first?" Princess Qianniya asked curiously.

Fena blushed and said in a low voice: "Biography Master, I already have a lover while studying, but he couldn't come here for the moment."

"So that's the case. Don't worry, I'll help you settle this matter." Princess Qianniya said lightly.

She is very confident about dealing with this matter. You must know that she is a princess and a bishop of a temple. Can't she still deal with these little people?

Fena is very talented, has a good personality, and is respectful to her. She should cultivate her to enrich her followers.

"By the way, when your parents asked someone to tell me, did you say, what did that man do? What kind of a little noble from where?" Princess Qianniya asked casually.

Fena lowered her head and whispered: "I forgot this person's name, but I remember he was the entourage of Lord Fafeer... I heard that it was because he had seen me before that he wanted to put pressure on my family..."

"Hmph, a mere entourage can be considered a noble?" Princess Qianniya's eyes suddenly widened, and she said with a sneer.

"He knows you are the pastor here, so how dare you do this?" This was something Princess Qianniya had never thought of before. She always thought that it was Feina's parents who were greedy for money that would sell Feina out. Unexpectedly, the matter was actually a different look!

“…Yes, but I’m not a formal pastor.”

"Okay, I'll take care of this matter!" Princess Qianniya said seriously with a small face tense.

Although she has been deliberately approaching Romon, this does not mean that she does not have her own dignity and position. Strictly speaking, the other party's actions have discriminated against the Church of the Goddess of Springs and Rivers.

If it were a large church, how dare it be like this?
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