Britain today continues to be gloomy as usual, with the sky filled with thick, low, gray-yellow turbid clouds.
The cold wind was like a sharp sword, flying freely in the air and making a sharp whistle.
crunch
The door of dormitory 302 was pushed open from the outside, and Xu Yun hurriedly returned to the room with Xiaomai.
bang bang bang
As soon as the two entered the house, the sound of rain falling outside the window could be heard.
The wind carried the rain stars, as if they were searching for something on the ground, bumping randomly to the east and west.
Within a few seconds, the rain started again.
Soon it was like a pouring water, forming a waterfall.
When a gust of wind blows, the rain, which is as dense as a waterfall, is blown away like smoke, mist and dust.
"Huh, luckily we ran fast."
Xu Yun put a pile of notes on the table, calmed his breath, and said to Xiaomai:
"If we leave the library a few minutes later, we won't be able to escape this rain shower."
Xiaomai walked to the window fearfully, looked up at the sky, and said:
"Yes, fortunately Mr. Luo Feng, you took a look out the window, otherwise you would have been drowned. It was a sunny day when we set off in the afternoon."
Xu Yun took off his windbreaker and hung it on the hanger, picked up the water glass and took a sip of water without saying anything else.
It's winter in the UK in November, heavy snow is common, but heavy rain is really rare.
The pouring rain seemed to cast a veil over tonight's party.
Then Xu Yun looked at Xiaomai again and asked:
"Maxwell, you are alone in the dormitory tonight, what are you going to do?"
Xiaomai withdrew his gaze from the window, thought for a moment, returned to his desk and pulled out a thin book:
"Mr. Faraday asked someone to send me this book yesterday. I plan to read it in general tonight."
"Let's try to get some basic knowledge first, so as not to be embarrassed when Mr. Faraday asks questions next week if he can't answer them."
"Mr. Faraday?"
Hearing the name, Xu Yun quickly stepped forward and took the book from Xiaomai's hand.
The thickness of this book is less than one centimeter, and there is a line written on it:
"Experimental Research in Electricity" (Volume 1)
See this situation.
Xu Yun couldn't help but raise his brows, and there was a hint of joy in his heart.
"Experimental Research in Electricity".
This is Faraday's experimental work on electromagnetism written between 1839 and 1855. There are three volumes in total.
The current year is 1850, so this report should have just been published in the second volume.
And if Xu Yun's memory is correct, Faraday also made a perfect chapter break at the end of the chapter.
At that time, in order to ask Faraday to update it quickly, the 72-year-old Gauss rushed from Germany to the UK to urge the update.
However, Gauss was not a wealthy father who spent a lot of money, so he was blocked from the door by Faraday with the words "I'm writing, I'm writing."
So things like breaking chapters have been common since ancient times, so there is no need to make a fuss. (laughs)
Of course.
Xu Yun’s focus is not on Faraday’s fragments, but on
According to the normal trajectory, Wheat should not see Faraday's masterpiece until 1854.
As a result, he embarked on the road to becoming a god in electromagnetism out of control.
But now, under the instigation of Xu Yun's fluttering wings, Xiaomai got on the line with Faraday four years in advance!
And this so-called ‘connection’ is not the simple communication as in previous experiments, but a teaching relationship similar to a teacher-teacher relationship.
Judging from Faraday's approach, wheat has obviously entered his field of vision.
This is undoubtedly a good thing.
At least in terms of changing Mai's life trajectory, Xu Yun has achieved the most initial results.
Then Xu Yun cooked himself, made a fairly rich lunch, and had a full meal.
The interview meeting place of the Apostolic Society is in Hyde Park, which is also the largest royal park in London and is located in the center of London.
It takes about three or four hours by carriage from London to Cambridge, so the departure time agreed by Xu Yun and Lao Tang was one o'clock in the afternoon.
At the same time, considering that there are basically not many opportunities to eat enough at the dinner party, Xu Yun still attaches great importance to today’s lunch:
If your stomach makes hungry noises during an interview, it would be a real embarrassment.
After filling your stomach.
Xu Yun tidied up his appearance again, and then read a book in the bedroom to kill time.
About an hour passed.
dong dong dong
There was a knock on the door outside the bedroom.
Xiaomai walked to the door lightly, glanced at the door with peephole eyes, and said to Xu Yun:
"It's Mr. Thomson."
Xu Yun nodded towards him and made a gesture to open the door.
After a while.
Lao Tang, dressed like Sherlock Holmes, walked in from the door carrying a closed umbrella.
After entering the house, he first walked up to Xu Yun, looked him over, and said in a deep voice:
"How about Luo Feng, are you ready?"
Xu Yun stood up his collar and looked very calm:
"Everything is ready, Mr. Thomson."
Lao Tang Jian said and patted him on the shoulder. He seemed quite satisfied with Xu Yun's performance and said:
"In that case, let's hurry up and set off. It's better to be early than late."
Xu Yun nodded, walked 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, Mr. Thomson and I will set off first."
"It takes three or four hours from school to London, so Mr. Thomson and I will definitely stay in London tonight. If you are tired, you can rest first without waiting for me."
Xiaomai hummed, raised the book in his hand towards him, and said cheeringly:
"Come on, Mr. Luo Feng!"
After leaving the dormitory.
Xu Yun and Lao Tang each held an umbrella and headed southwest. Soon they saw a carriage that Lao Tang had reserved.
The two of them entered it one after another. After sitting firmly, the groom raised his whip high and slapped the Sharma hard:
"drive!"
crunch
The carriage slowly started to move forward
More than three hours passed.
The carriage suddenly shook slightly, and the groom's voice came from outside the carriage:
"Gentlemen, Hyde Park has arrived."
Xu Yun and Lao Tang walked out of the carriage, and Lao Tang paid the fare.
It was about early four o'clock in the afternoon. A few hours later, the originally pouring rain gradually stopped.
Although the sky is still a little gloomy and the ground is wet, the air is actually much fresher.
Hyde Park has a long history. Before 1066, it was a large manor of Westminster Abbey and was also used as a hunting ground.
By the end of the 18th century, it was connected with the urban area and turned into a park.
Since the 19th century, London has expanded.
Therefore, Hyde Park, which was originally located in the western suburbs of London, gradually became the city center area, roughly similar to the People's Square in the later Magic City.
This was also the most prosperous area of London in 1850, and you could hardly see beggars or civilians.
Most of the pedestrians are luxuriously dressed and have plump 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 clothing, 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 enjoying its meal, the little girl clapped her hands while babbling.
See this situation.
Xu Yun suddenly thought of the little girl who stole a little gold from him when he first arrived in London not long ago.
The two are of similar age, and the straight-line distance between their living areas may be less than five kilometers.
But the situation is one in heaven and one on earth.
The food fed to dogs by the former may not be known to the latter until death.
Some microcosms of 1850 are vividly reflected in these two little girls.
"What? Seven pence for such a distance?"
Just when Xu Yun was feeling emotional, Lao Tang's surprised voice suddenly came to his ears.
Xu Yun took advantage of the situation and looked around.
At this moment, Lao Tang was holding a pound in his hand, complaining to the groom with an unhappy expression:
"Old man, a week ago it only cost 5 pence to go from Cambridge to London. How come it has increased so much in just a few days?"
The groom was a young old man with fine wrinkles all over his face. Hearing this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly:
"Sir, it's not that I want to raise prices, but I really can't survive without raising prices."
As he spoke, the groom spread his left hand and began to hold it in front of the old soup noodles:
"The price of fodder has increased, the maintenance of carriages has increased, the city entrance tax has also increased, and the prices of food, drink, housing and transportation are increasing all over England. My family of five depends entirely on my income from pulling the cart. If it doesn't increase, we will have to suffer from the northwest wind!
"
After speaking, the groom sighed again and continued:
"Sir, animal-drawn carriages are actually quite good. I heard that the oil burned by trains now costs ten pence a liter!"
Lao Tang Oh's eyes stayed on the groom's dead wood-like fingers for a few seconds. He exhaled a breath and stuffed the pound into the groom's hand:
"Hey, just seven pennies, just keep the money."
A smile appeared on the groom's face, he quickly collected the money and gave change, and then drove away.
Lao Tang shook his head and walked to Xu Yun, muttering:
"A liter of oil costs ten pennies. Are you crazy about money?"
Xu Yun was silent when he heard this. He really wanted to say something, so let's look at Notting Hill in the distance, family members.
Then Lao Tang took out a pocket watch from his body, opened it and looked at the time:
"Four-thirty is a little earlier than expected."
"Luo Feng, it's rare for you to come to London. How about we go to Westminster Abbey?"
Xu Yun nodded and replied:
"Mr. Thomson, everything is at your discretion."
Westminster is the largest Gothic building in the world and the highest-status church in the UK. It is located next to Hyde Park.
Of course.
Westminster Abbey is famous not only for its religious significance, but also because it is the British state burial mausoleum.
In later generations, the ticket price for Westminster Abbey was equivalent to about 200 yuan in Chinese currency, which was not very expensive in terms of cost performance.
However, it should be noted that some domestic websites list Sunday as a visiting day, but in fact Sunday is not open for visiting.
Xu Yun was cheated like this once back then. In the past few years, domestic ticket purchasing websites were not yet standardized, so Xu Yun still hasn't gotten back the money.
Fortunately, Westminster Abbey in 1850 had not yet become a famous tourist attraction in later generations, so tickets were not charged, but registration identification was required to be verified.
After Xu Yun and Lao Tang showed the emblem of Trinity College, they were easily put in.
have to say.
This early Gothic building was first built in the early 11th century. After several twists and turns, it took three to four hundred years to build. It is indeed quite shocking visually.
Entering the church, looking up, the small stone pillars that make up the large pillars spread out in an orderly manner on the top.
Together with other small pillars that spread out, they join together to form a beautiful pattern, repeating in a circular motion.
The meeting points of the pillars are connected with golden flowers, making the top tall, majestic and magnificent.
In the nave of the church hall, the first one is the Monument to the Unknown Soldier, which commemorates 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 epitaphs, here is another rumor.
That's right.
The long-lost program "Readers" has begun again.
In the "Reader" magazine a long time ago, there was an article describing the epitaph in Westminster Abbey.
Even now, it is still quoted by a lot of marketing accounts, and a lot of people search it.
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 a rough granite texture and a very ordinary shape. It is similar to the surrounding tombstones of more than 20 former British kings from Henry III to George II, which are of high quality and excellent workmanship, as well as Newton.
Compared with the tombstones of celebrities such as Darwin and Dickens, it seems insignificant and not worth mentioning.】
Then comes 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 realized that I could not change the world. I shortened my vision and decided to only change my country.
[When I entered my twilight years, I found that I could not change my country. My last wish was just to change my family. However, this was impossible. 】
"As I lay on my death bed, I suddenly realized: If I had only changed myself first, then by example I would have changed my family."
[With the help and encouragement of my family, I might do something for my country. And then who knows? I might even change the world.]
The article stated that many world dignitaries and celebrities were filled with emotion when they saw this inscription, and even “when the young Mandela saw this inscription, he suddenly felt enlightened and claimed that he had found the key to changing South Africa and even the entire world.
Golden Key.”
In the Internet age, this article was re-read at some point, causing a lot of people to lament 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 accompanying this tombstone on the Internet is a painting. If you zoom in several times, you can see most of the English content.
But the problem is that the English in 1100 AD is not what Ren He said above:
At that time, English was changing from Old English, also known as 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 look for this stone tablet.
Only then did Xu Yun discover
Westminster Abbeytmd does not have a crypt open to the public at all.
Later, Xu Yun walked around the church and did not find this inscription. When he checked with the person on duty, he also said that he had never heard of this tombstone.
In addition, someone also raised relevant issues on the official website of Westminster Abbey, but the official directly denied it.
The connection is west-london-england. Just enter the question "Is there an ins of 1100 AD beginning "When I was tempted I thought I ge the world".
Actually.
If you look at that sentence carefully, you will find that it is actually the translation of "cultivate oneself, harmonize the family, govern the country and bring peace to the world" in "The Great Learning".
It is obviously the enlightenment idea of our ancestors, but it has been given a white coat by some people. It has also attracted a lot of people on the Internet to lament that the Western sages are so open-minded. Don't you think it's ridiculous?
His eyes returned to reality.
Then Lao Tang took Xu Yun all the way and soon arrived at the south corridor of Westminster Abbey.
"This is the burial place of Geoffrey Chaucer and the oldest non-royal tomb."
After arriving at 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 didn't know much about British poetry. He had either scientific cells or sexual cells in his body, and there was no room for literary cells to survive.
So just out of etiquette, he stepped forward and paid 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.
Cromwell's tomb, which was dug into an empty grave, was also included. The Lord Protector was famous during his lifetime, but his experience after death was not very good.
After his death, he was first buried in Westminster Abbey, but was soon exhumed by Charles II, dragged through the City of London, and hanged on the gallows at Tyburn Execution Ground.
After a full day of public display, Cromwell's head was severed and paraded around on a spear.
In the end, Cromwell's head was nailed to the roof of Westminster Abbey, where he stayed for 25 years.
Until a storm blew it down and entered folk collections.
And it was not until 1960 that the University of Cambridge bought the head back and buried it next to a small church in the Oxford area. The soul that had been wandering for three hundred years finally found a home.
As for Cromwell’s body
It was thrown into the toilet when it was beheaded, and there is no trace of it again.
True whip corpse.
More than ten minutes later.
Xu Yun and the two turned a corner and arrived at another funeral site.
As soon as he arrived here, Lao Tang's expression became much more serious to the naked eye.
He first straightened his sleeves, wiped the sweat from his face with a silk scarf, and took Xu Yun to one of the corners carefully.
This is a rather luxuriously decorated area, with a height of approximately four meters.
On the top is a golden arch, and below the arch is a yellow and white earth with the zodiac and related constellations painted on it.
Beneath the earth lies a man, leaning on a pile of books and wearing a pair of Anta sneakers.
Next to the man are two male little angels, who seem to be laughing and playing.
at the same time.
A coffin is placed quietly and flatly under this carving, steady and solemn.
In front of this tomb.
Religious greats, old and new kings, troubled queens, and martyred saints are as ordinary as the background of the escort.
His title was conferred by the king, but the king who conferred it became famous for it.
His power is not comparable to that of earthly kings; he only controls the movements of the stars.
He had no children in his life, but his descendants are all over the world.
Although he was buried in God's Church, he was probably God's vest.
Xu Yun was silent for a moment, then slowly walked forward, feeling a little emotional.