◎Dreaming of the Russian Prophet◎

"Mr. Goethe, you see, I told you at the beginning that many readers would not accept the ending you wrote." The editor-in-chief of "Rheinische Zeitung" wiped the sweat from his brow.

In fact, the editors of the editorial department also read "The Sorrows of Young Werther" all the way, and after seeing the finale that the author almost pressed the timeline at the last moment, they split into two factions. Totally unacceptable, the other faction thinks this is a bold innovation.No one can convince anyone, and there is no time, so it has to be printed as it is.

——But no matter which faction it is, they are all sweating about it.Because of the serialization of this novel, "Rheinische Zeitung" has become the first newspaper in Paris to be popular all over the city.Will readers accept this ending?

... The threatening letter received by the editorial department seems to have given a negative answer.

"But this is the ending in my mind!" retorted Goethe.

This novel is based on his own experience - when he served as a youth official in the Weimar Republic, he met Lotte who belonged to him, but she was engaged to someone else, and he had to leave in pain.

“A large part of this story is drawn from my own life experience. As you can see, I didn’t kill myself, I survived — but people have to write about the pain inside.*”

"Ah... To be honest, I understand your feelings very well." The editor-in-chief sighed, "But we are facing a lot of pressure."

He stretched out his finger and pointed to the side: "Those are all letters scolding you for this ending."

Goethe was silent when he saw a large pile of letters on the table and all kinds of strange things that were pulled out of it.

"By the way, you should go through the back door when you leave. One of our editors was splashed when he went out yesterday, uh... Well, of course, that person has been arrested by the police. But we are more worried about your Safety."

Goethe's face turned green.

"...Okay, let me think about it." He sighed sullenly.

"Actually, it's nothing if it's just these things. People's preferences are always subjective and one-sided." The editor-in-chief rubbed his forehead, "But today we found out that this may have caused even greater trouble... I have to say, Witte pissed off the church."

If Werther's rebellion and the love story with Lotte just blew out the candles of the church, then the final ending simply toppled their vaults.It is said that the church has already started to act.

Not long after Goethe lowered his hat and walked out the back door of the newspaper office, he saw a small white stone church with the "St. Mary's Newspaper" on the long table at the door.

He never pays attention to this kind of religious publications, but today he has to pay attention - on the cover of the newspaper, there is a row of bold headlines: "Werther betrayed God, this kind of indecent existence should disappear from France!"

"This outrageous existence should disappear from France!"

The same sentence also appeared in front of Antanya—even though she was far away in the Palace of Versailles at the moment.

On the table are letters from the church addressed to the Crown Prince and his wife.

"The church was shocked to learn that "The Sorrows of Young Werther", a vulgar, obscene, and evil book that undermines the faith of God, has approached several publishers for publication."

The letter excitedly listed several passages in the text, such as Werther’s self-report in the letter.

"Didn't the Son Jesus himself say that only those whom the Father entrusts to Him can live around Him? What if the Father had not entrusted me to Him? If, as my heart says, the Father wishes to What am I going to do with myself?"*

"Your Highness, you see! Werther is not only a moral corrupter, a rebel, but even an atheist! The author is using his mouth to mock our supreme belief maliciously with sophistry! Both Werther and Goethe will go to hell!"

"This is a blatant betrayal of the faith, and it is a pollution and poison to the French people! The church asks the king and the parliament to ban the publication of this book, arrest the author Goethe and have a public trial, and seal up the "Rheinische Zeitung" that released this novel to the public "!"

Antanya looked at it for a long time, then leaned lazily on the sofa: "At this time, the church is thinking of morality and faith?"

"Your Highness, His Majesty the King said that he doesn't care about the Rheinische Zeitung. Countess Du Barry asked me to come to you." said the inspector in charge of the matter.

"Oh." Antanya smiled, "Let's put it here first."

As the Crown Princess of France, she is very busy - she must have time to deal with such trivial matters.

When the censor left, Antania thought for a while, and smiled at Henriette: "Let our Rheinische Zeitung publish a news story—that is, the church does not allow Werther to die, saying that he will go to hell. "

"But," Henriette frowned, "Why do we publish the words of the church? We have nothing to do with them."

The church adopts a suppressive attitude towards all newspapers, especially the "Rheinische Zeitung", whose sales have suddenly increased in the past month or so, has been particularly targeted.

"That's why I said it." Antanya smiled mysteriously.

After Henriette left in confusion, Antanya opened the thickest document on the desk.

It was a report on the comparison of grain production and prices between this year and previous years. There were two data comparisons between investigators sent by the royal family and reporters from the Rheinische Zeitung—she personally participated in political affairs for several years after the chaos in France in her previous life. Party members have a deep understanding of the ability to open their eyes and tell lies.

For example, in the royal investigation report, the flour sent to Paris from the Lyon region was actually cheaper than the wheat from the place of origin.The peasants were happy not to go bankrupt, and the common people in the city could still eat good and cheap bread-how wonderful.

For these investigators, the real data is not important, as long as they can make the king happy - anyway, the king will not see it with his own eyes, and will not know whether what they say is true or not.

Antanya looked very carefully, calculating while watching.After several hours passed, she got a satisfactory result.

The precious jewelry and real estate that Louis XV bestowed on her was enough to buy astronomical amounts of food—it proved that the luxurious life of the royal family was far out of touch with the public.

All these rewards are recorded in the palace's account books, and it is completely justified to use them to buy a large amount of low-priced wheat.

However, there are not many people who do this, mainly because storing these grains requires space, manpower and material resources, and if the grain harvests are good for several years in a row, all the hoarded grains will be lost.

But Antanya is not afraid.

According to the previously agreed schedule, she soon arrived at Lavoisier.Although she didn't want to take up too much of the scholar's precious time, there are not many economic officials who have both his head and his conscience.

"Your Highness, do you want to buy a large amount of wheat?" Lavoisier flipped through the account books and confirmed to her with some surprise.

"Yes. Otherwise, farmers in many wheat producing areas may not be able to survive, but the tax revenue will not be reduced at all."

After flipping through the report with a frown, Lavoisier nodded solemnly: "Your decision is correct. But you have to know that this is really a lot of money—it is your personal property. Why not let How about the treasury to do this?"

Antanya shook her head: "That's too conspicuous, easy to be targeted-and, um, I have money."

As a country with a deep trade tradition, it is very normal for her, as the crown princess, to be kind and willing to use her property to buy food to support farmers.However, if she persuaded Louis or the king to use the treasury to do this, she would probably be charged with "foreigners blatantly interfering in political affairs".

In the last few years of her previous life, she was opposed by many nobles because of this crime.

"Well." Lavoisier gave her a deep look. "As a Frenchman, I salute you—you are a good man. Above all, you are willing to do such a silent deed of kindness."

Silently doing good?

No.She would be very noisy, Antanya thought.

"By the way, how's your latest research? I heard you're working on latent heat."

Latent heat is the heat absorbed or released by a substance when it changes from one state of solid, liquid or gas to another state.

"Oh, yes." Speaking of this, Lavoisier became visibly excited, "I think the energy conservation proposed by Nicholas may be true! I've been studying the reaction between mercury and air recently, and it seems to be proven in an airtight container. Conservation of mass. Would you like to take a look?"

"Ah, can you?" Antanya smiled.

Lavoisier's laboratory is in the city of Versailles, not far from Nicholas' research workshop—although Lavoisier is actually willing to be closer, it is now dubbed "alchemy" by scholars. Teacher" boy refused on the grounds of safety.

When Lavoisier passed by Nicholas' residence, he specially went to call him: "His Royal Highness is going to see my experiment! Are you really not coming?"

Nicholas glanced at Antanya and smiled, "I've been honored by Your Highness."

Having said that, Antanya always felt weird along the way.

—So Lavoisier invited her just to invite Nicholas?

Lavoisier showed them the red powder and silvery-white liquid in a closed round-bottom glass bottle: "The silvery-white thing is mercury, and the red ones are things that are formed after heating in a glass bottle for a period of time... It is formed by reacting with air. Yes. During this process, the combined mass of mercury and red powder has increased, but the total mass of this glass bottle has not changed!"

"This also proves that although a chemical reaction has taken place in the process, the mass is conserved in the process of combining the mercury from the air——Nicolas, what do you think?"

"It makes sense." The young man nodded, "However, seeing your experiment, I thought... Have you ever thought about experimenting with what components are missing from the air after the reaction, and what components are left?"

"Air composition!" Lavoisier's eyes lit up all of a sudden, "You are right. I had the idea of ​​studying this before... But I want to study too much, just the theory I proposed to you during this time Very interested. Now that the two directions can be studied together, that would be great!"

Lavoisier was immersed in his wonderful fantasy, talking to himself as he walked aside, leaving the two of them behind and began to search for his various instruments.

Antanya glanced at Nicholas secretly, and lowered her voice: "Thanks for your hard work, you are so tactful... In fact, you have already been called an alchemist by them, don't you be bold?"

Nicholas coughed lightly, his face unchanged: "Well. After a while, I can introduce the Russian prophet Mendeleev to them - just say I dreamed it, how about it?"

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