Shadow of great britain

Today, there is still a lot of traffic and people outside Gresham College.

Today's speaker is George Airy, but to Arthur's disappointment, he is neither a chemistry expert nor a medical expert.

He is a professional in astronomy, physics and mathematics.

As a person who obtained the professorship of mathematics at the University of Cambridge at the age of 25, became a professor of astronomy at the University of Cambridge at the age of 27, and concurrently served as the director of the Cambridge Observatory, Mr. George Airy was certainly a rare talented scholar.

The only drawback was that the content of his speech made Arthur feel a little confused - "Planetary Movement Trajectories Taking the Moon as an Example".

Rather than the blackboard filled with formulas, Arthur was actually more interested in the personal grudge between George Airy and Mr. Faraday.

It is said that Mr. Airy has been a firm and vigorous attack on Faraday's 'lines of force' hypothesis. He believes that it is ridiculous to use a few imaginary lines to deal with the problem of electric or magnetic fields.

By the way, he also criticized Arthur, who used the concept of 'line of force' in the latest special issue of the Royal Society. Even Arthur received far more criticism than Faraday.

Because Faraday's concept of 'line of force' is at least supported by iron powder experiments, while Arthur's Hastings force is completely imaginary.

Arthur chose to remain as silent as possible in response to George Airy's criticism. This was certainly not because he had no temper.

It's because Arthur really doesn't have the confidence to fight back against scientists.

Under normal circumstances, Arthur believes that the basis for two normal people to communicate and quarrel is based on their knowledge reserves of the same dimension.

But as far as physics is concerned, he and George Airy are indeed at different levels. More importantly, what if he and Airy are noisy and introduce a lot of new concepts and new things?

Ever since the Hastings force incident, Arthur has increasingly felt that he should be cautious in his words and deeds in the scientific field.

Even if he does have some trivial vanity personally, as a great man from the East said, even if Arthur wants to be vain, he must consider his personal efforts and the process of history.

Arguing with a professional astrophysicist is really a bit exciting.

The red devil squatted on Arthur's head, stared at George Airy who was standing on the podium and made an impassioned speech, and suddenly said.

"Arthur, you just let this little guy slander your scientific research achievements? In my opinion, his level is not that high. Well, if you bleed a little, I will explain it to you in detail. The law of parity non-conservation of the universe.

Professor Agares, I am the best scholar in hell in the field of astronomy. Do you want to know why the stars in the universe are distributed irregularly? "

When Arthur heard this, he lowered the brim of his hat slightly and covered his eyes.

"Agares, please hurry up. The law of non-conservation of parity, do you know that even Neptune has not been discovered yet?"

The Red Devil was stunned when he heard this: "Neptune? Which planet are you talking about?"

Arthur lowered his voice and said: "Of course it is the eighth planet in the solar system, the one on the outer periphery that always deviates from its orbit."

When Agares heard this, his jaw dropped to the ground.

The red devil cursed: "Damn it! How did you know it? I thought it was well hidden, how did you find it? Arthur, damn it! I said, when night falls, you Don’t always look up at the stars! What if you see something you shouldn’t see?”

Arthur shook his head gently: "I don't want to look up and count the stars, but you know, Mr. Brown and Mrs. Brown, who live in the room next to me, will start a passionate 'Brownian Movement' when night falls, and that voice , it’s really too inappropriate for children.”

"Then can't you change your house?"

The Red Devil rubbed his index fingers and thumbs together and made a gesture of counting money: "Arthur, you are now a decent gentleman who is halfway into the middle class. It shouldn't be difficult to change to a house that matches your status." ? How much savings do you have in your trouser pocket now?"

Arthur took out a small account book from his coat pocket, checked it and muttered: "Including the previous deposits and the wages paid in the past few months, I earned a total of 39 pounds and 15 shillings.

In terms of expenditure, the study allowance for Tom and Tony was 2 pounds 11 shillings.

The reimbursement to Darwin for meals and carriage expenses for the teaching day was 5 pounds, 8 shillings and 8 pence.

The rent cost 1 shilling 10 pence per week, making the total cost for 17 weeks 1 pound 11 shillings.

Complimentary care provided to Robin's parents £10.

My personal daily meals, buying you wine and other miscellaneous expenses totaled 5 pounds 18 shillings and 3 pence.

So, my current balance on hand is..."

Arthur took a pen to write in the notebook and listed several calculations. He quickly came up with the answer.

"Fourteen pounds, six shillings and one penny."

When the Red Devil heard this, he couldn't help but hold his head and roared: "Arthur! So, you have been working as a police inspector for 17 weeks, but your savings have only increased by 4 pounds and 6 shillings?!"

Arthur waved his hand and corrected him sternly: "It's 4 pounds, 6 shillings and 1 penny. Agares, don't even think about swallowing my 1 penny secretly."

The red devil angrily took out a penny from Arthur's pocket and threw it on the ground. There was only a jingling sound, and the coin rolled down the steps to the skirt of the lady in the front row.

At this moment, Arthur's face turned dark: "Agares, what are you doing? You are crazy! Pick up that penny for me! Do you know what one penny can buy?"

The red devil glared and said: "What did you buy? This penny is enough to buy a portion of French fries! You can spend the big money of 10 pounds at will, but you can keep your money as thin as your life with the small money of 1 penny. What? Are you a seagull? In your life Is the point of this order of French fries?”

Arthur stared intently at the penny that slipped under his skirt. After hesitating for a long time, he sighed and decided to give up.

For such a small amount of money, it is really not a wise move to mess with a lady who doesn't know where she comes from.

Arthur has always been vague about the concept of money. Perhaps he was used to simple and convenient conversion ratios in his previous life, so after switching to the British conversion rules, he is still a little confused until now.

But in general, Arthur could vaguely feel that 1 pound was roughly equivalent to 1,500 RMB. As for the remaining small denomination currencies, he was a little unclear.

Just when Arthur was about to leave the table and change his mood, he suddenly heard a somewhat familiar voice coming from the front row.

He turned around and saw that it was Elder who was pretending to be polite.

He leaned down, pulled out a coin from the other party's skirt, showed a gentle but polite smile, and said to the lady in the front row: "Madam, is this your coin?"

Almost at the same moment Elder finished speaking, a clear and loud slap sounded in the venue.

Then there was an extremely angry cry: "Excuse me!"

Countless gentlemen who were eager to show off their masculinity swarmed forward and instantly pushed Elder to the bottom of the crowd like a stack of men.

Master Elder shouted in panic: "Help!"

Arthur stood up in a hurry and planned to leave the venue. He was now extremely grateful that Sir Peel had just issued a plainclothes duty order yesterday.

Fortunately, he wasn't wearing a police uniform today, otherwise if Elder had recognized him, he would have been dragged into the Thames River where he couldn't be washed away.

Anyway, he came to the Royal Academy today not to listen to the lecture, but to report to the Duke of Sussex on the results of the St. Giles Parish investigation and to further revise the new paper with Mr. Faraday.

He continued to lower his hat, then walked through the aisle towards the VIP room dedicated to the Duke of Sussex on the second floor of the venue.

As soon as he reached the door, the attendant came forward with a smile: "Mr. Hastings, we thought you had gone to Mr. Faraday's laboratory, but we didn't find you there. Unexpectedly, you were actually giving a speech. In the venue.”

Arthur smiled and said, "I originally wanted to come back after listening to the lecture, but today's content felt a bit boring. By the way, is His Royal Highness the Duke in there?"

The attendant smiled and opened the door of the VIP room: "His Royal Highness is discussing art with friends inside. He has given instructions. You can just go in when you arrive."

Arthur nodded slightly and walked along the red carpet of the VIP room.

As soon as I walked in, I saw the Duke of Sussex sitting under a landscape painting, leaning on a leather sofa, holding a glass of red wine and listening to a speech through the window glass.

He was wearing a light red, tailored tuxedo today, and sitting next to him was a young man about the same age as Arthur, wearing a black suit and a pleated white shirt.

The young man was pointing to the half-meter-long sea turtle specimen on the table and introducing its origins with a smile.

"Your Highness, it is estimated that only people like you who understand natural history and art collection can appreciate this thing."

The Duke of Sussex leaned forward slightly and looked at the specimen carefully: "The carapace is emerald green, there are light red spots on the head, and there are yellow and green lines on the abdomen. This is a turtle from South America."

When the young man heard this, he immediately smiled and complimented: "I knew it was right to give it to you. You really know your stuff."

At this time, the attendant gently knocked on the door and said, "Your Highness, Mr. Hastings has arrived."

The Duke of Sussex looked up and immediately clapped his hands with joy on his face: "I've seen the newspapers these days. You have saved countless people's lives. I know that I will have no problem finding you when investigating this kind of thing!"

Arthur first bowed modestly, and then said: "Your Highness, you are very grateful. It is my duty to investigate the case, it is not a big deal."

Before the Duke of Sussex could reply, the young man standing next to him smiled and asked: "Your Highness, is this the best policeman in Great Britain, Inspector Arthur Hastings?"

The Duke of Sussex winked at the young man: "Lionel, you are very well informed."

When the young man heard this, he couldn't help but smile and nod: "Your Highness, you know, those of us in the financial business will lose a lot of money if we are not well-informed."

After saying that, the young man took the initiative to step forward, stretched out his hand towards Arthur and said, "Hello, Mr. Hastings. I have heard about you from His Highness the Duke a long time ago. I didn't know that I Would it be an honor to meet you?"

Arthur was a little confused by the other party, and he asked: "What is your name?"

As soon as Arthur said these words, the young man realized that he was being abrupt, and he quickly laughed to break the embarrassment: "I almost forgot to introduce myself, my name is Lionel Rothschild.

His profession is a banker and his hobby is hunting. If you have needs for stocks, loans, etc. in the future, or want to find a hunting partner, you can come to me at any time in the City of London. "

Upon hearing this, the shadow of the red devil suddenly flashed behind Arthur.

Agares flicked his long tongue, licked his dry lips, and his saliva almost dripped onto Arthur's shoulders.

"Arthur, guess what I smell? It's the rich, alluring scent of mammon!"