Into Unscientific

  Chapter 265 Put a grave for the calf first (7.2K)

   November 10, 1850.

Saturday.

  Britain today continues to be gloomy as usual, the sky is full of thick, low, gray-yellow turbid clouds.

  The cold wind was like a sharp sword, flying wantonly in the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

   crunch—

  The door of bedroom 302 was pushed open from the outside, and Xu Yun hurried back inside with Mai Mai.

  Papapa—

  As soon as the two of them entered the house, there was the sound of rain outside the window.

  The rain and stars were sandwiched by the wind, bumping eastward and westward as if they were looking for something on the ground.

   Within a few seconds, the rain picked up again.

   Soon it was like a pouring water, forming a waterfall.

   A gust of wind blows, and the rain, which is dense like a waterfall, is blown like smoke, mist, and dust.

   "Huh, fortunately we ran fast."

  Xu Yun put a stack of notes on the table, took a breath, and said to Mai Mai:

   "If we leave the library a few minutes later, we won't be able to escape the rain."

  Xiaomai walked to the window in fear, looked up at the sky, and said:

   "Yes, fortunately, Mr. Luo Feng, you took a look out of the window, otherwise you would have been drowned—it was clear that it was sunny when we set off in the afternoon."

  Xu Yun took off the windbreaker and hung it on the hanger, took a sip of water from the water glass, and said nothing.

  It is winter in the UK in November, and heavy snow is common, but heavy rain is really rare.

   The pouring rain seemed to cast a veil on tonight's party.

   Then Xu Yun glanced at Mai Mai again, and asked:

   "Maxwell, you are alone in the dormitory tonight, what are you going to do?"

  Mait looked away from the window, thought for a moment, returned to his desk and took out a thin book:

   "Mr. Faraday entrusted someone to deliver this book to me yesterday, and I plan to read it roughly tonight."

   "Try if you can get the knowledge started first, lest you can't answer Mr. Faraday's questions next week, it will be embarrassing."

   "Mr. Faraday?"

  Hearing the name, Xu Yun hurriedly stepped forward and took the book from Mai Mai.

  The thickness of this book is only less than one centimeter, and there is a line of words written on it:

  "Experimental Research in Electricity" (Volume 1)

  See this scenario.

  Xu Yun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and a hint of joy appeared in his heart.

   "Experimental Research on Electricity".

   This is Faraday’s experimental work on electromagnetism written between 1839 and 1855. There are three volumes in total.

   It is currently 1850, so this report should have just come out to the second volume.

   And if Xu Yun's memory is good, Faraday also came up with a very perfect chapter at the end of the chapter.

  At that time, in order to ask Faraday to update quickly, the 72-year-old Gauss also rushed from Germany to the UK to urge the update.

  However, Gauss is not a father who spends a lot of money, so he was blocked by Faraday with the sentence "I am writing, I am writing".

  So things like broken chapters have been common since ancient times, so there is no need to make a fuss. (laugh)

Of course.

  Xu Yun’s focus is not on Faraday’s broken chapters, but on

  According to the normal trajectory, wheat should not have seen Faraday's masterpiece until 1854.

   Thus, out of control, he embarked on the road of becoming a **** in electromagnetism.

   Now, under the instigation of Xu Yun's fluttering wings, Mai Mai got on the line with Faraday four years earlier!

  And this so-called 'connection' is not the simple communication in the previous experiment, but a teaching relationship similar to master-in-law.

   Judging from Faraday's approach, wheat has clearly entered his field of vision.

   This is undoubtedly a good thing.

  At least in terms of changing the trajectory of Maimai's life, Xu Yun has achieved initial results.

  Afterwards, Xu Yun personally cooked, made a fairly rich lunch, and had a full meal.

  The interview meeting place of the Apostles Club is in Hyde Park, which is also the largest royal park in London, located in the center of London.

  It takes about three or four hours by carriage from London to Cambridge, so the agreed departure time between Xu Yun and Lao Tang is one o'clock in the afternoon.

  At the same time, considering that there is basically no chance of getting full at the dinner party, Xu Yun still pays more attention to today's lunch:

   If your stomach makes hungry noises during the interview, you are really embarrassing.

   After filling the stomach.

  Xu Yun tidied up his appearance again, then read a book in the dormitory to pass the time.

   About an hour passed.

  Boom boom boom—

   There was a knock on the door outside the dormitory.

  Mait walked to the door nimbly, peeped outside the door with cat eyes, and said to Xu Yun:

   "It's Mr. Thomson."

  Xu Yun nodded to him and gestured to open the door.

   After a while.

  Old Tang, who was dressed like Sherlock Holmes, came in from the door with a closed umbrella.

   After entering the room, he first walked up to Xu Yun, looked at him, and said in a deep voice:

   "How about Luo Feng, are you ready?"

  Xu Yun stood up his collar, with a calm expression on his face:

   "Everything is ready, Mr. Thomson."

  Old Tang Jian said that he patted him on the shoulder, seemed to be quite satisfied with Xu Yun's performance, and said:

   "In this case, let's hurry up and start. It's better to be early than late."

  Xu Yun nodded, went to the closet and rummaged a few times.

   After a while.

  He returned to Lao Tang with a black umbrella, and said to Mai:

   "Maxwell, then Mr. Thomson and I will set off first."

   "It takes three or four hours for the school to go to London, so Mr. Thomson and I will definitely live in London tonight. If you are tired, you can rest first and don't wait for me."

  Wheat hummed, raised the book in his hand to him, and cheered up:

   "Come on, Mr. Luo Feng!"

  After leaving the dormitory.

  Xu Yun and Lao Tang held an umbrella each, and headed southwest, and soon saw a carriage reserved by Lao Tang.

  The two entered it one after another. After sitting firmly, the groom raised his whip high and slapped Sharma heavily:

   "Drive!"

   crunch—

  The carriage slowly began to move forward.

   More than three hours have passed.

  The carriage suddenly shook slightly, and the voice of the groom came from outside the car:

   "Gentlemen, Hyde Park has arrived."

  Xu Yun and Lao Tang walked out of the carriage, and Lao Tang paid the fare.

   At this time, it was around four o'clock in the afternoon. After a few hours, the pouring rain gradually stopped.

  Although the sky is still gloomy and the ground is wet, the air is much fresher.

  Hyde Park has a long history. Before 1066, it was a large manor of Westminster Abbey and also used as a hunting ground.

  By the end of the 18th century, this area was connected to the urban area, and it was turned into a park.

  Since the 19th century, the urban area of ​​London has expanded.

  So Hyde Park, which was originally located in the western suburbs of London, has gradually become a downtown area, which is roughly similar to the People's Square in the later magic capital.

  This was also the most prosperous area of ​​London in 1850, and you could hardly see beggars or civilians.

  Pedestrians are mostly dressed luxuriously, with full faces, and the buildings are magnificent.

  Xu Yun even saw some people walking their dogs.

   About ten meters away from Xu Yun.

  At this time, there was a little girl in exquisite clothes, holding a piece of beef the size of a palm in her hand, and threw it in front of her pet dog.

  Looking at the dog eating happily, the little girl babbled and clapped her hands.

  See this scenario.

   Xu Yun suddenly thought of the little girl who stole some gold from him when he first arrived in London not long ago.

  The two are about the same age, and the straight-line distance between their living areas may be less than five kilometers.

   But the situation is one heaven and one earth.

  The food that the former feeds the dog may not know what it is like to the latter until death.

   Some miniatures of 1850 are vividly reflected in these two little girls.

   "What? Seven pennies for such a small distance?"

   Just as Xu Yun was feeling emotional, Lao Tang's surprised voice suddenly came from his ear.

  Xu Yun followed the trend and looked.

  At this moment, Lao Tang was holding a pound in his hand, complaining to the groom with an unhappy expression:

   "Old man, it only cost 5p from Cambridge to London a week ago. How come it has increased so much in a few days?"

  The groom is a little old man with fine wrinkles all over his face. Hearing this, he couldn't help but smile wryly:

   "Sir, it's not that I want to raise the price, it's because I really can't live without the price increase."

   As he spoke, the groom spread his left hand, and began to hold it in front of the old noodle soup:

"The price of fodder, carriage maintenance, and city entry tax have also increased. The prices of food, drink, housing and transportation in England are all increasing. My family of five depends on my income from pulling carts. If they don't increase, they will have to drink northwest wind! "

   After finishing speaking, the groom sighed again, and continued:

   "Sir, animal-drawn carriages are actually quite good. I heard that the oil used by trains now costs ten pennies a liter!"

  Old Tang’s gaze rested on the groom’s withered fingers for a few seconds, exhaled a foul breath, and stuffed the pound into the groom’s hand:

   "Hey 7 pennies, just 7, you keep the money."

  The groom had a smile on his face, quickly collected the money and changed, and drove away after finishing the work.

  Old Tang walked up to Xu Yun while shaking his head, muttering:

   "Ten pennies a liter of oil, are you crazy about money?"

  Xu Yun was silent when he heard the words, and wanted to say something, let’s look at Notting Hill in the distance, my family.

  Later, Lao Tang took out a pocket watch from his body, opened it and looked at the time:

   "Four thirty came sooner than expected."

   "Luo Feng, it's rare for you to come to London, why don't we go to Westminster Abbey?"

  Xu Yun nodded and replied:

   "Mr. Thomson, everything is at your disposal."

  Westminster is the largest Gothic building in the world and the highest church in the UK, located just next door to Hyde Park.

Of course.

  Westminster Abbey is famous not only for its religious overtones, but also because it is the national burial mausoleum of Britain.

  The ticket price of Westminster Abbey in the later generations is equivalent to about 200 yuan in Chinese currency, which is actually not very expensive in terms of cost performance.

  However, it should be noted that some domestic websites also list Sunday as a visiting day—but in fact, Sundays are not open for visiting.

  Xu Yun was scammed like this once in the past, and the domestic ticket-buying websites were not standardized in 2000, so Xu Yun has not recovered the money so far

   Fortunately, Westminster Abbey in 1850 has not yet become a famous scenic spot in later generations, so tickets are not charged, but registration identity is verified.

  Xu Yun and Lao Tang were easily put into it after showing the emblem of Trinity College.

have to say.

   This early Gothic building, which was first built at the beginning of the eleventh century and took three to four hundred years to build after several twists and turns, is indeed quite visually stunning.

   Entering the church, looking up, the small stone pillars that make up each large pillar spread out in an orderly manner on the top.

  They meet and connect with other small pillars that spread out to form a beautiful pattern, which goes back and forth.

  The meeting places of the pillars are connected with golden flowers, making the top tall, majestic and resplendent.

  In the nave of the church hall, the first one is the Monument of the Unknown Soldier, commemorating those soldiers who died for their country in the war.

   Wait until 2022.

  There are no less than 3,300 tombstones in the entire church, most of which are engraved with epitaphs, which is also one of the characteristics of Westminster Abbey.

   But when it comes to the epitaph, here is another rumor.

   Exactly.

  The long-lost program "Reader" started again.

  In the "Reader" periodical long ago, there was an article describing the epitaph of Westminster Abbey.

   Even now, it is still quoted by a bunch of marketing accounts, and there are a lot of searches.

   It starts like this:

  【In the forest of tombstones in the basement of the world-famous Westminster Abbey in London, there is a world-famous tombstone. 】

[In fact, this is just a very ordinary tombstone, with rough granite texture and ordinary shape. It is the same as the surrounding tombstones of more than 20 former British kings, including Henry III and George II, as well as Newton, Compared with the tombstones of celebrities such as Darwin and Dickens, it seems insignificant and not worth mentioning. 】

   Then there is the content of the tombstone:

  【When I was young, my imagination was never limited and I dreamed of changing the world. 】

  【When I matured, I found that I couldn't change the world. I narrowed my sights and decided to only change my country.

  【When I entered the twilight years, I found that I could not change my country, and my last wish was just to change my family. However, this is also impossible. 】

  [As I lay on my death bed, I suddenly realized: If I had only changed myself first, then by being an example, I might have changed my family. 】

  【With the help and encouragement of my family, I may do something for the country. And who knows? I might even change the world. 】

The article stated that many world politicians and celebrities were deeply moved when they saw this inscription, and even "when the young Mandela saw this inscription, he suddenly felt enlightened, claiming that he had found a way to change South Africa and even the whole world." Golden key."

  In the Internet Age, this article was re-read at some point, and a lot of people lamented the high spiritual level of the Western sages.

But in fact

   This tombstone does not exist at all.

   Yes, it doesn't exist.

  The picture on the Internet for this tombstone is a painting, and you can see most of the English content when you zoom in several times.

   But the problem is that the English in 1100 AD is not like the above text:

  English at that time was changing from Old English, or Anglo-Saxon, to Middle English.

  The English grammar at that time was very different from later English, especially contemporary English, and even the letters were not exactly the same.

  In 2017.

  A friend of Xu Yun got married in London, and Xu Yun was invited to attend the wedding banquet. At that time, he went to Westminster Abbey to find this stele.

   Only then did Xu Yun discover

  Westminster Abbey tmd has no basement open to the public at all.

  Later, Xu Yun walked around the church and found this inscription. When he asked the staff on duty, he also said that he had never heard of this tombstone.

  In addition, some people raised related questions on the official website of Westminster Abbey, but the official directly denied it.

  Connect to westminster-abbey.visit-london-england.com, and enter the question "Istherean inscription of 1100AD beginning "WhenIwasyoungIthoughtIcouldchangetheworld".

   Actually.

  If you look at that sentence carefully, you will find that it is actually a complete translation of the phrase "cultivating oneself, regulating the family, governing the country and the world" in "The Great Learning".

  Obviously it is the thought of the ancestors’ epiphany, but some people have put a layer of white skin on it, and it has attracted a lot of people on the Internet to lament how open-minded the Western sages are, don’t you think it’s ridiculous?

  The line of sight returns to reality.

   Then Lao Tang led Xu Yun all the way through, and soon came to the south corridor of Westminster Abbey.

   "This is the burial place of Geoffrey Chaucer, and it is also the oldest non-royal tomb."

  After reaching the corridor, Lao Tang pointed to a two-meter-high tombstone and said:

   "He was the first poet to be buried in Westminster Abbey, so this area is also called Poets' Corner, where most famous poets are buried."

  Xu Yun doesn't know much about English poetry. His body is either scientific cells or color criticism cells, and there is no living space for literary cells.

  So he only proceeded from the point of view of etiquette, and went forward to pay his respects.

   Then Lao Tang took Xu Yun all the way around, passing a series of royal tombs such as King Edward and Henry III.

Of course.

  The tomb of Cromwell, who was dug into an empty grave, is also included-the Lord Protector was famous in his lifetime, but what happened after his death was not so good.

  He was first buried in Westminster Abbey after his death, but was soon dug up by Charles II, dragged through the City of London, and hanged on the gallows at Tyburn Execution Ground.

  After a whole day of public display, Cromwell's head was chopped off and paraded around on a spear.

  Finally, Cromwell's head was nailed to the roof of Westminster Abbey, where he stayed for 25 years.

   Until a storm blew it down into folk collections.

   And it wasn't until 1960 that Cambridge University bought the head back and buried it next to a small church in Oxford. The soul that had wandered for three hundred years finally found a place to live.

   As for Cromwell's body.

   It was thrown into the toilet when it was beheaded, and it was never found again.

  True Whip Corpse.

   More than ten minutes later.

   Xu Yun and Xu Yun turned a corner and arrived at another funeral place.

  As soon as he came here, Lao Tang's expression became more serious than the naked eye.

  He straightened his sleeves first, wiped off the sweat on his face with a silk scarf, and carefully brought Xu Yun to a corner.

   This is a rather luxuriously decorated area, about four meters high.

   At the top is a golden arch, below which is a yellow and white globe with the signs of the zodiac and associated constellations drawn on it.

  Below the earth lies a man reclining, leaning on a pile of books, wearing a pair of Anta sneakers on his feet.

  Beside the man, there are two male little angels, who seem to be laughing and playing.

at the same time.

  A pair of coffins lay quietly under this carving, stable and solemn.

   In front of this tomb.

  Religious masters, old and new kings, queens in distress, martyred saints, just like the background of the attendants, ordinary and unremarkable.

  His title was granted by the king, but the king who awarded him is famous for it.

  His power is not equal to the king of the world, he only controls the movement of the stars.

  He has no children in his life, but his descendants are all over the world.

  Although he was buried in the church of God, he is probably the vest of God.

  Xu Yun was silent for a moment, then walked forward slowly, feeling a little emotional.

"long time no see"

   "Calf."

  (end of this chapter)