Chapter 265 One wave is not settled, another wave rises (seeking the moon)
"Calf"
With this sigh.
Xu Yun's thoughts couldn't help but drift back to the autumn of 1665.
Although the time spent with Mavericks is not particularly long, there are only about forty chapters before and after, which is still two thousand words.
But that 22-year-old young figure has become one of Xu Yun's unforgettable memories in his life.
After all, it’s the first time, ahem, the first mission.
Now that the third copy has been opened, the door representing copy 1665 is still not filled with knowledge points.
So it may take a long, long time to see the Mavericks again.
So in a certain concept.
This encounter in the 1850 copy can be regarded as the second close contact between Xu Yun and Mavericks so far.
When we first parted.
Both of them are in their prime, full of vigor and unparalleled publicity.
See you again in hundreds of years.
One person had no choice but to put on the skin of "descendant of fat fish", while the other person had already become a withered bone in the grave.
One is outside and one is inside.
Maverick's life may seem to outsiders to be a complete and glorious life, reaching the pinnacle of human history.
But seeing each other again now, Xu Yun could only feel sad in his heart.
Then Xu Yun stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the calf's coffin board.
Newton's coffin slab.
This word often appears on major platforms in later generations, and has even become a well-known meme:
Whenever some scenes that go against common sense of physics appear in anime, someone will basically say "Newton's coffin can't hold it down" and so on.
But what these people don't know is
The calf's coffin board actually does not need to be suppressed because there is no calf's remains buried inside it.
The area where Maverick's body is located is actually deep underground under the mural. The coffin above was a "decoration" that was added four years after Maverick's death.
The container containing the calf's remains is a completely sealed box and does not need to be covered with a coffin board.
By the way.
The burial posture of the calf is actually very interesting.
All classmates who were buried by the British state in their previous lives know this.
There are generally only three postures for the body in British state funerals:
First, the person lies flat on the bottom of the coffin, with his hands flat on both sides of his thighs. The posture looks relatively relaxed.
The second is to touch the right shoulder with the left hand and the left shoulder with the right hand, forming an X shape, and then cover it with the national flag.
The third is to put the hands together, similar to a praying posture, and then place them against the chin. This posture is generally common among royal women. For example, if Ili Bai II died 600 years later, her state funeral posture should be like this.
But the calf is different.
His choice was to cover his face with his hands to express that he was a failure in life and could not face the Father.
This should be regarded as a relatively early version of Versailles, and it attracts quite a lot of hatred.
Just as Xu Yun was 'paying respect' to the calf's tombstone, a priest wearing a priest's robe and holding a holy book suddenly walked up the aisle.
"Halle dew jah!"
The priest walked quickly to the two of them, first gave Lao Tang a familiar hug, and said with a smile:
"Classmate Thomson, long time no see."
"Long time no see, Father Yamcha."
Lao Tang smiled and saluted him, then turned his head and introduced Xu Yun:
"Classmate Luo Feng, this is the Archpriest of Westminster Abbey, Joyol Yamcha." (This person really exists)
There is only one high priest in Westminster Abbey. Xu Yun quickly reached out his hand and took the initiative to shake Yamcha's hand:
"Hello, Father Yamcha, I am Luo Feng."
"Luo Feng?"
Yamcha raised his eyebrows when he heard this, looked at Xu Yun with great interest for a few seconds, and asked:
"Mr. Luo Feng, are you the descendant of that fat fish from Trinity College?"
Xu Yun was a little surprised that Yamcha knew him, but he soon thought that it would not be difficult to know his origins as Yamcha, so he answered simply:
"Yes, my ancestor is a fat fish."
When Yamcha heard this, the smile on his face suddenly became more enthusiastic, as if he were an elder and reminiscing about the past with Xu Yun.
after awhile.
Feeling that the atmosphere was about the same, Xu Yun pondered for a moment and said to Yamcha:
"Father Yamcha, you should know that Sir Newton is a close friend of our ancestors, and the relationship between the two parties is a exchange of lives."
"So I would like to use our Oriental ritual customs to burn some Oriental-specific paper money for Sir Newton. Do you think it's okay?"
Mentioned before.
London city and Cambridge University are three or four hours' carriage ride away, and the banquet started at 7:30 pm.
So Xu Yun must stay in London for one night.
In addition, Hyde Park is adjacent to Westminster Abbey, so when he received the interview invitation, Xu Yun was ready to give the calf a grave.
He also specially made some special props for visiting graves, but they were never used.
"Burn something"
Father Yamcha clicked his tongue a few times, stretched out his hand to stroke his thick beard, and seemed to be thinking about something:
"Sacrifice is not allowed in the funeral corner of the church according to the rules, especially in the Scientists' Corner where Mr. Newton is located, open flames are prohibited."
"But"
Father Yamcha glanced at Xu Yun as he spoke, and the conversation suddenly changed:
"Mr. Fat Fish has made a great contribution to human history. He is also one of the few close friends of Mr. Newton, so"
"Mr. Luo Feng, I will vouch for you today, breaking the previous example, but try not to spread the word."
Xu Yun was stunned for a moment and blinked in confusion.
Does this make sense?
Nope.
Is this co-author, the Archpriest of Westminster Abbey, so easy to talk to?
Originally he thought it would take a lot of talking, but the rules were broken as soon as they were announced?
Could it be said that he really has the legendary aura of a king?
But isn’t this a reasonable novel?
Just when Xu Yun was a little confused, Lao Tang gently pulled his sleeves and said:
"Luo Feng, Westminster Abbey has shares in ketchup, and now it earns tens of thousands of pounds every year."
"You are Mr. Fat Fish's only descendant, and Pastor Yamcha is returning the favor."
Xu Yun blinked:
""
All right.
It turns out it’s not a domineering spirit, then it’s okay, the misunderstanding is resolved.
When he led William's family to tinker with ketchup, in order to ensure that the market share would not be squeezed by others, Xu Yun deliberately roped in Pastor Yaerlin of Grantham Diocese as his backer.
Later, both parties agreed through negotiation.
The diocese holds 65% of the shares and is responsible for ensuring market share, while Xu Yunxiao Niu and William's family share the remaining 35%.
According to the derivation results.
In just over a decade, ketchup has brought huge financial revenue to the diocese
Now more than a hundred years later, tomato sauce has become an essential condiment on European tables.
The most famous among them is the 'You Eat Tomatoes' brand ketchup produced by the British Protestant Church, with a market share of even more than 70%.
Faced with such a descendant of the "God of Wealth", Father Yamcha made an exception and sold well, so there is nothing worth making a fuss about.
Then Father Yamcha found an iron basin. Xu Yun placed the iron basin in front of the coffin and officially buried the calf.
As an out-and-out Westerner, Lao Tang was naturally a little curious about this oriental behavior, so he hummed and stepped forward to join in the fun.
Xu Yun first put down his backpack and took out a pile of homemade paper money.
Then put the paper money in the palm of your left hand, bend the index finger of your right hand, and press and twist the paper money with the second joint.
The paper money spread like flowers.
Lao Tang stretched his neck and came to Xu Yun's side, staring at the paper money for a few times:
"Is this a Chinese character?"
Xu Yun nodded and shook the homemade paper money towards him:
"Yes, they are all Chinese characters."
Lao Tang took out a piece of paper money and looked at it over and over for a while, then a question mark appeared on his forehead:
"Luo Feng, what is written here?"
Xu Yun casually explained:
"This is yours. What's written on it is the theory of relativity and the mass-energy formula."
Then he took out pieces of paper money, threw them into the brazier, and burned them while saying:
"This is written about the Riemann Hypothesis"
"This picture shows the computer from entry to burial"
"This is "****", but it only has the first three chapters. You need to pay to watch the subsequent content."
"This is the Yang-Mills gauge theory"
"This is a hand-drawn photo of Yakumo Musume and Mako Loli"
crackling
Pieces of paper money turned into ashes in the flames.
I don't know if it was Xu Yun's illusion, but he always felt that when he was burning money, the coffin board on the ground seemed to move a little bit.
More than ten minutes later.
bang bang bang
Xu Yun stood up and patted the ashes on his hands.
He first handed the iron basin back to Father Yamcha, and then followed Lao Tang around Westminster Abbey again.
"The place we passed earlier was Poets' Corner, where Chaucer, Shakespeare, Shelley, and Byron are buried. I heard that Mrs. Browning, who is now in poor health, may also be buried in Poets' Corner after her death.
"
Father Yamcha was too smart to follow and join in the fun. Lao Tang took Xu Yun and walked around the calf grave to the southwest, introducing as he walked:
"As for this area, it is the 'Scientist's Corner'."
As he spoke, Lao Tang stopped in front of a tombstone, pointed to the name of the person on it and said:
"This is the grave of Thomas Young, a world-famous eccentric who was known as the last man in the world who knew everything."
Then he pointed to the left side of the tombstone, where a mural was engraved:
"Here is buried George Green, a scientific giant who died less than ten years ago. I attended his funeral with my uncle."
"This is William Herschel"
Lao Tang was very eloquent. He was like an experienced tour guide, explaining while leading Xu Yun forward.
During the whole process, Xu Yun's expression was also very solemn.
Although he is quite disgusted with the practice of putting fictitious achievements on foreigners, in front of these Western sages with real talents and learning, the respect that should be given must still be given.
Many of their achievements have far-reaching benefits, including China. These crystallizations of wisdom are the common wealth of mankind.
Half an hour later.
Lao Tang stopped in front of the last tombstone and looked up at the portrait hanging on the tombstone:
"This is the tomb and tombstone of Mr. John Dalton. It is also the most recent one. It was built only six years ago."
Talking and talking.
There was a hint of obvious envy in Lao Tang's eyes, and he sighed:
"The tombstone in Westminster Abbey, I wonder if there is any chance that I will be buried here after my death?"
Xu Yun raised his head and glanced at the young man who was feeling life-conscious, but said nothing.
joke.
You are the future Lord Kelvin, right?
In the future, you will not only be buried here, but you will also be ranked quite high.
It's actually not just Kelvin.
Wheat, Darwin, Faraday, Stokes
These people who had met Xu Yun several times will be buried in Westminster Abbey after their death.
Among them, Darwin’s tomb is even next to the calf, and in more than a hundred years there will be a ‘junior’ named Stephen Hawking.
anyway.
When I return to reality after completing this mission, can I take the time to go to London and cook something for Wheat Soup and the others?
Half an hour later.
Xu Yun and Lao Tang left Westminster Abbey step by step amid Father Yamcha's warm farewell.
Considering that he was going to stay in London tonight, Lao Tang took Xu Yun to a hotel to get a standard room, and after filling his stomach for six minutes, he began to wait for the last time.
More than an hour later.
Click
Lao Tang glanced at his pocket watch, closed it neatly, and said to Xu Yun:
"Okay Luo Feng, it's almost time, we should set off."
Xu Yun nodded, put away the book in his hand, stood up and walked out of the room with Lao Tang.
Hyde Park covers an area of 360 acres. In addition to being adjacent to Westminster Abbey, it is also close to the British Museum and Buckingham Palace.
Affected by this, the park has naturally been divided into many areas.
Although most areas are not fortified to ordinary people, there are some areas where it is not easy for ordinary people to enter.
For example
The place where this dinner was held.
"The regular gatherings of the Apostolic Society are all held on the Cambridge campus, but the two major events of member recruitment and annual meetings are not something that the Apostolic Society on campus can organize."
Lao Tang entered from the southwest corner of Hyde Park, walked straight in a certain direction, and introduced at the same time:
"So a few years ago, after discussions among some of the 'apostles' who had graduated, we finally decided to hold the interview dinner at the Potter's Cottage in Hyde Park."
"As for the rent and other expenses for the party, they will be paid from the club's funds."
Xu Yun's knowledge of the Apostle Society in his previous life was relatively limited. Hearing this, he couldn't help but glance at Lao Tang:
"Society funds? Are they raised by members?"
Lao Tang smiled and waved his hand, with an expression on his face that said, "You are so stupid" and explained:
"The Apostolic Society is the only society in Cambridge University that enjoys school funds and royal funds. The annual activity funds are about more than 800 pounds, which is enough for daily expenses."
Over eight hundred pounds?
Hear this number.
Even though Xu Yun had the vision and experience of later generations, he couldn't help but feel a little stunned.
Good guy.
Eight hundred pounds in 1850 would have a purchasing power of more than 600,000 in later generations.
More than 600,000 yuan may be nothing in terms of scientific research projects, but at the community level
Put it this way.
In later generations, if the external relations department of a regular college in a regular university could attract a sponsorship of 20,000 yuan a year, it would be considered very impressive.
At the 985 level, the school league committee's external relations may be able to attract more than 100,000 yuan based on the school's banner, but that is the amount of sponsorship for the entire primary school student union.
Not to mention that the Apostolic Society only has a maximum of 12 members. Those who have graduated apostles actually have little or no shame to occupy the funds except for gatherings.
This is evident from the status of the Apostolic Society in the hearts of Cambridge University and the British royal family.
More than ten minutes later.
Xu Yun followed Lao Tang to a small courtyard.
This courtyard area is very secluded, surrounded by fences, and the total area is about an acre.
The main part of the building covers an area of about three to four hundred square meters and is a single-story hut that looks quite ornately decorated.
About less than one kilometer to the southwest of the courtyard, there is a group of brightly lit buildings, which is in sharp contrast to the tranquility of the courtyard.
Xu Yun had at least stayed in England for a while in his previous life, and he could still recognize this representative building as the famous Buckingham Palace.
Look at the time now.
Maybe Prince Albert is discussing academic issues with Queen Victoria, one is greeting her from the other side, and the other is teaching her everything?
Ahem
Then Lao Tang skillfully pushed aside the fence posts and led Xu Yun into the courtyard.
When Xu Yun and the two entered the courtyard, there was a young man humming a tune and briskly preparing a barbecue grill for BBQ.
Heard a noise coming from the fence post.
The young man subconsciously raised his head and looked toward the entrance. He quickly recognized Thomson through the light:
"Senior Thomson!"
I saw him wiping his hands on his apron, walking forward quickly and opening his arms:
"Long time no see, Senior Thomson!"
Lao Tang hugged him gently.
After the two parties separated.
The young man turned his attention to Xu Yun again, blinked, and tentatively asked Lao Tang:
"Senior Thomson, is this the one you recommended?"
Lao Tang nodded, patted Xu Yun's shoulders a few times, and said:
"Yes, he is Luo Feng."
After speaking, Lao Tang spread his left hand flat and introduced Xu Yun with a formal expression:
"Luo Feng, this is Edward Bull Stanley, a good friend of mine and a member of the Apostolic Society."
Stanley?
Hearing this surname, Xu Yun frowned slightly subconsciously.
If I remember correctly.
Stanley represents the Earl of Derby family in the UK, of which Edward Stanley is the 14th Earl of Derby. He seems to have served as the British Prime Minister three times?
Although Xu Yun doesn’t remember the detailed biography of Edward Stanley clearly.
But whoever can become the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom during this period will have such clean hands?
It’s impossible to have another coincidence and meet a leader with a vague attitude towards China like Prince Albert, right?
If the other party was really such a unique person, Xu Yun would not be unimpressed.
Therefore, Xu Yun only gently shook hands with Edward Burr Stanley without appearing too close.
In his mind, he even subconsciously gave this person a negative score.
However, what Xu Yun didn't know was that this time he recognized the wrong person.
Edward Stanley, who later served as British Prime Minister, was actually named Edward Smith Stanley.
A Smith and a Boole are two completely different people.
Edward Smith Stanley was born in 1799 and was already 51 years old.
Although this Edward Bull Stanley was also a member of the Stanley family, he was just a small and transparent side branch. Later, he chose to leave the family and go out for adventure.
Shilajit was discovered by Edward Bull Stanley in Nepal.
Later, he also adopted more than 20 orphans from Guangdong Province in Magang, and he lived a very frugal life. The child of one of the orphans later became a well-known patriotic general.
In terms of contribution.
Edward Burr Stanley clearly belongs to the category of international friend, not enemy.
Unfortunately, since Xu Yun did not carry Du Niang with him, this misunderstanding may continue for some time.
Then Lao Tang and Xu Yun followed Stanley and entered the house.
The entrance to the hut is a hallway, and the aisle has an L-like layout.
Therefore, visitors cannot see the scene inside after entering the house.
However, although the line of sight was blocked, the chatter from around the corner could be heard, and it could be heard that some members of the Apostolic Society were already in place in the house.
Lao Tang took Xu Yun to change his shoes and patted his shoulder meaningfully, saying nothing.
Xu Yunjian said, take a deep breath and adjust your breathing.
Follow Lao Tang and walk towards the aisle.
The length of the corridor was about two or three meters. After turning right, an open living room appeared in front of Xu Yun.
The living room area is estimated to be no less than 100 square meters, with several sofas, tables and chairs.
There are some fruits, sugar, drinks and other common hospitality items on the table. A little further away, you can vaguely see a huge rectangular dining table.
There were about a dozen people sitting in the room at this time, including young people and middle-aged people. There were still more men than women.
They gathered together in twos and threes and chatted, some were singing hymns, and some were even playing cards.
The atmosphere in the living room was originally quite lively, but as Lao Tang appeared, the scene suddenly fell silent.
Precisely.
The reason for the depressed atmosphere is Xu Yun who is behind Lao Tang.
But soon.
The somewhat dull atmosphere was dispelled by a surprising voice:
"You update 30,000 times a day?"
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