Chapter Forty-Seven: The Breath of Mammon (Subscription Requested!) )
Today, Grey Sam College is still bustling with traffic and overcrowding.
Today's keynote speaker is George Airy, but to Arthur's disappointment, he is neither a chemist nor a medical expert.
He is a professional in astronomy, physics and mathematics.
As a professor of mathematics at the University of Cambridge at the age of 25 and a professor of astronomy at the University of Cambridge at the age of 27 and director of the Cambridge Observatory, George Airy was certainly a rare genius.
The only downside is that the content of his speech is a bit foggy for Arthur - "The Trajectory of the Planets in the Case of the Moon".
Rather than a blackboard full of formulas, Arthur was more interested in the personal feud between George Airy and Mr. Faraday.
Mr. Airy is rumored to have been a firm and forceful critic of Faraday's 'line of force' hypothesis, arguing that it was ridiculous to deal with an electric or magnetic field problem with a few imaginary lines.
Incidentally, he also criticized Arthur, who used the concept of 'line of force' in the latest issue of the Royal Society, and even Arthur was much more criticized than Faraday.
Because Faraday's concept of 'line of force' is at least supported by iron powder experiments, and Arthur's Hastings force is completely imaginary.
In response to George Airy's bashing, Arthur chose to keep as silent as possible, and this was certainly not because he had no temper.
It's because Arthur really doesn't have much confidence to fight back against scientists.
Normally, Arthur believed that the foundation of two normal people being able to communicate and quarrel was based on their knowledge of the same dimension.
But in terms of physics alone, he and George Airy are really on a different level, and more importantly, what if he and Airy are arguing and leading to a whole bunch of new concepts and things?
Ever since the Hastings affair, Arthur has become more and more aware that he should be cautious in his scientific pursuits.
Even if he does have some insignificant vanity, but as a great man of the East said, even if Arthur wants to be vain, he must consider his personal efforts and the course of history.
It's a bit exciting to quarrel with a professional astrophysicist or something.
The Red Devil squatted on Arthur's head, stared at George Airy, who was standing on the podium to speak impassionedly, and suddenly spoke.
"Arthur, you're going to let this little thing slander your scientific achievements? In my opinion, his level is not very high. In this way, you have a little blood, and I will tell you in detail about the law of non-conservation of cosmic symmetry in the universe.
Professor Agares, I'm the first scholar of hell in the field of astronomy, do you want to know why the stars in the universe are so irregular? ”
Hearing this, Arthur lowered the brim of his hat slightly and covered his eyes.
"Agareth, you're almost there. The law of non-conservation is also known, do you know that even Neptune has not been discovered now? ”
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 that always deviates from orbit on the periphery. ”
When Agareth heard this, his jaw dropped to the ground.
The Red Devil scolded, "Damn it! How did you know about it? I thought it was well hidden, but how did you find it? Arthur, fuck! I said, when night falls, don't always look up at the stars! What if you see something you shouldn't be looking at? ”
Arthur shook his head slightly: "I don't want to look up and count the stars, but you know, Mr. and Mrs. Brown, who live in the room next to me, will start a passionate 'Brownian motion' when night falls, and that voice is really too childish." ”
"Then you can't change houses!"
The Red Devil rubbed his index finger and thumb and made a gesture of counting money: "Arthur, you are now a decent gentleman who has stepped into the middle class with half a foot, and it shouldn't be difficult to change to a house that matches your identity, right?" How much money do you have in your pants pocket now? ”
Arthur took out the small ledger from his jacket pocket, and read it in pieces as he checked it: "Counting the previous savings and the wages paid in the past few months, I have earned a total of 39 pounds and 15 shillings.
In terms of expenditure, Tom and Tony were given £2 and 11 shillings for their studies.
Darwin was reimbursed for the cost of meals and carriages for the day, £5, £8, shillings, and 8pence.
Rent costs 1 shilling and 10 pence a week, for a total of 1 pound 11 shillings for 17 weeks.
The cost of comfort for Robin's parents was £10.
My personal daily meals, buying wine for you, and other miscellaneous expenses amounted to £5, 18, shillings, and 3pence.
So, at the moment I have a balance of ......"
Arthur took a pen and wrote and drew in his notebook, listed a few equations, and he quickly came up with the answer.
"14 pounds, 6 shillings, 1 pence."
When the Red Devil heard this, he couldn't help but hold his head and roar, "Arthur! So, you've been a police inspector for 17 weeks, and your deposit has only risen by £4 and 6 shillings?! ”
Arthur waved his hand, and he corrected sternly: "It's four pounds, six shillings, and one pence, Agareth, don't try to sneak up and swallow my onepence." ”
The Red Devil angrily took a penny from Arthur's pocket and threw it on the ground, only to hear a clang, and the coin rolled down the steps to the bottom of the skirt of the lady in the front row.
At this moment, Arthur's face turned black: "Agares, what are you doing?" You are crazy! Get me that penny back! Do you know what you can buy for a penny? ”
The Red Devil glared and said, "What did you buy?" That's just enough penny to buy a french fries! You can take a big dollar of 10 pounds, and you can keep your money for a small amount of 1 penny. How? Are you a seagull? Is the meaning of your life for this piece of french fries? ”
Arthur stared at the penny that slipped under his skirt, hesitated for a long time, sighed, and decided to give up.
For the sake of this money, it is really not a wise move to provoke a lady who doesn't know where to come from.
For the concept of money, Arthur has always been vague, perhaps because he was used to simple and convenient conversion ratios in his previous life, so after switching to the imperial conversion law, he is still a little confused.
But on the whole, Arthur can probably vaguely feel that 1 pound is equivalent to 1500RMB, and as for the remaining small denomination currency, he is a little confused.
Just as Arthur was about to leave his seat to change his mood, he suddenly heard a familiar voice from the front row.
He turned his eyes to see that it was Elder who was pretending to be polite and polite.
I saw him leaning over, pulling out a coin from under the other party's skirt, showing a gentle but polite smile, and said to the lady in the front row: "Madam, is this your coin?" ”
Almost at the same moment as Elder finished speaking, a crisp and loud slap rang out in the room.
This was followed by an angry shout: "Rude! ”
Countless gentlemen eager to show their manhood swarmed up, and instantly crushed Elder to the bottom of the crowd like a stack of arhats.
Master Elder shouted in panic, "Help! ”
Arthur hurriedly got up to leave the meeting, and he was now extremely glad that Sir Peel had just given him the order to be on duty in civilian clothes the day before.
Fortunately, he didn't wear a police uniform today, otherwise Elder would have recognized him, and he would have been dragged into the Thames by this kid who couldn't be washed.
In any case, he had not come to the Royal Academy to-day to attend lectures, but to report to the Duke of Sussex on the results of the investigation of the diocese of St. Giles, and to work with Monsieur Faraday to further revise the new paper.
He lowered his hat and walked down the aisle towards the Duke of Sussex's VIP room on the second floor of the venue.
As soon as he reached the door, the squire stepped forward with a smile: "Mr. Hastings, we thought you had gone to Mr. Faraday's laboratory, but we didn't find you there. I didn't expect you to be in the lecture hall. ”
Arthur smiled and said, "I wanted to come back after listening to the lecture, but today's content feels a little boring. By the way, is His Royal Highness the Duke in there? ”
The attendant smiled and opened the door of the VIP room: "Your Highness is discussing the artwork with a friend inside, he has ordered, you can just go in directly when you arrive." ”
Arthur nodded slightly and walked down the red carpet in 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 red wine glass and listening to the speech through the window glass.
He was wearing a pale red, well-tailored tuxedo today, and next to him was a young man about Arthur's age, wearing a black suit and a pleated white shirt.
The young man was pointing to the half-meter-long specimen of sea turtle on the table, smiling and explaining its origins.
"Your Highness, this thing is estimated to be appreciated only by someone like you who understands naturalism and art collection."
The Duke of Sussex leaned forward slightly, leaned over to the specimen and looked at it carefully: "The back is emerald green, the head has light red spots, and the abdomen has yellow-green lines, this is a South American turtle." ”
When the young man heard this, he immediately smiled and complimented: "I knew it was right to give it to you, and you really knew how to do it." ”
At this time, the attendant knocked lightly on the door panel and said, "Your Royal Highness, Mr. Hastings has arrived. ”
The Duke of Sussex looked up, and immediately clapped his hands with joy: "I have seen the newspapers these days, you have saved countless lives, I know that it is no problem to investigate this kind of thing, and it must be no problem to find you!" ”
Arthur first humbly made an audience salute, and then said, "Your Highness, you have won the prize. It's my job to look into cases, and it's not a big deal. ”
Before the Duke of Sussex could reply, the young man standing beside him smiled and asked, "Your Highness, is this the best policeman in Great Britain, Superintendent Arthur Hastings?" ”
Duke Sussex winked at the young man: "Lionel, you're very well-informed. ”
When the young man heard this, he couldn't help but smile and nodded: "Your Highness, as you know, those of us who are engaged in financial business, if we are not well-informed, we will lose a lot of money. ”
After that, the young man took the initiative to step forward, stretched out his hand to Arthur, and said, "Hello, Mr. Hastings. I have heard of you from His Royal Highness the Duke a long time ago, and I wonder if I will have the privilege of knowing you. ”
Arthur was a little confused by the other party, and he asked, "May I ask what your name is?" ”
As soon as Arthur said this, the young man realized that he was abrupt, and he hurriedly laughed to break the embarrassment: "I almost forgot to introduce myself, my name is Lionel Rothschild."
He is a banker by profession and hunting as a hobby. If you need stocks, loans, etc., or want to find a hunting partner, you can always come to the City of London to find me. ”
Hearing this, the phantom of the Red Devil suddenly flashed behind Arthur.
Agareth flicked his long tongue, and he licked his shriveled lips, saliva dripping onto Arthur's shoulder.
"Arthur, guess what I smelled? That is, rich, seductive, mammon scent! ”
(End of chapter)