Chapter 1674 The Goddess’s Secret Word (19)

No matter what the Eiffel Tower's evaluation is in the hearts of Parisians, the names of 72 people are engraved on this tower, just like the 72 people buried in the Pantheon. However, among the 72 people engraved on the Eiffel Tower, there is not a single writer.

All are engineers, mathematicians, and chemists.

Literary men were already bathed in garlands of glory while they were alive, such as the road named after Victor Hugo and the hot air balloon named after Victor Hugo. In contrast, science and engineering are not.

So much attention from the world.

The rapid rise of Prussia made the world understand that literature obviously cannot cast cannons, and there is no way to make cannonballs shoot farther. After the short golden age in the 19th century, literary creators began to decline again, and were replaced by more "

For "practical" science and engineering, the Nobel Prize in Literature is just an embellishment. What people really pay attention to are the award-winning figures in physics, mathematics and other fields.

Is it true that the higher you stand, the closer you are to heaven?

No trace of heaven has been found either from telescopes on the ground or artificial satellites in space. Babylon built a Tower of Babel to go to heaven, so what's the use of standing higher?

In 1880, the French built the Eiffel Tower not only for the World Expo, but also to prove to the world that France's national strength had recovered after the Franco-Prussian War. Looking down from this commanding height, you can see a brand new city, and you can't see that the war was here.

The scars left behind.

However, Victor Hugo's diary recorded the situation during the siege:

On November 27, 1870, the French Academy resumed its work, and I received notice that a special meeting would be held every Tuesday from now on.

People are making rat pies, which are said to be delicious.

An onion costs one sou, a potato costs one sou, and a mouse can be sold for eight sous.

They no longer allow me to authorize readings of my works because they are being read everywhere without my permission. They are right, my works no longer belong to me but to the public.

December 25, 1870. There was news in Paris today that a basket of oysters had just arrived and sold for seven hundred and fifty francs.

At the market where Mrs. Ellis and Mrs. Paul Maurice sold goods to help the poor, small turkeys were sold for two hundred and fifty francs. The Seine was frozen.

On December 29, 1870, the sound of gunfire continued and became fierce throughout the night, and the Prussians continued to attack Paris.

Théophile Gautier, who had a horse that was commandeered to be eaten, wrote to me to ask me to save his horse, and I asked the minister to grant his request.

I saved the horse.

There is unfortunate news that Alexandre Dumas is dead. The German newspaper has confirmed this news. Alexandre Dumas died on December 5, 1870 at his son's home in Puis near Dieppe.

On the morning of December 31, 1870, Edmond d'Alton-Shee called on me. It seemed that General Tyrok wanted to see me.

In three days the Prussians sent twelve thousand shells. Yesterday I ate some rats and got hiccups, so I wrote the following four lines:

Ah, Mr. and Ladies Mouse,

I depend on you for my survival.

Your smile kills me,

Your flesh keeps me alive.

I looked through my diary and found that a luxurious hearse passed in front of me on December 5th. That day happened to be the day Alexandre Dumas died. The hearse was covered with black velvet cloth and embroidered with silver stars. Even the Romans would be so proud of it.

The hearse is proud of.

We couldn't even eat horse meat, maybe it was dog meat, maybe it was rat meat, my stomach started to hurt, we didn't know what we were eating!

On January 2, 1871, Daumier and Louis Blanc lunched with us.

Louis Koch gave his aunt a New Year's gift - a few heads of cabbage and a pair of live quails. I had quail soup in red wine for lunch, and the elephant in the Jardin des Plantes in Paris shed tears when it was killed.

Seems like it knows people will eat it.

The Prussians continued to fire six thousand shells at us every day.

On January 5, 1871, the bombing became more and more fierce, and Isi and Wangfu were being bombarded.

Because there was no coal to dry the clothes, I couldn't wash them. My washerwoman Jean Mariette told me: If Victor Hugo had enough power and influence, he could ask the government for some

If it's coal, I can wash his shirt.

On January 8, 1871, Camille Pelletin brought us the good news of the government, the French had recaptured Rouen and Dijon, Giuseppe Garibaldi was victorious at Noui, and Louis Fred

Black Bey wins in Bamboo, all goes well.

We used to eat brown bread, now we eat black bread, everyone eats the same, which is good.

Yesterday's news was brought by two pigeons.

A shell killed five children in a school on Vojha Street.

The performances and readings of "The Punishment" had to be stopped. There was no coal or gas in the theater, so there was no way to light or heat it.

On January 30, 1871, little Jeanne was still in poor health and could not play. Mademoiselle Périgal brought Jeanne a fresh egg.

On January 31, 1871, little Jeanne was still ill. She suffered from a mild case of gastric catarrh. The doctor said that the inflammation would last for a few days. My nephew was dining with us and he brought us some pickles.

Oyster.

On February 1, 1871, little Jeanne was feeling better and smiled at me.

February 2, 1871. I have been suffering from stomachache and cannot get used to eating horse meat. Yesterday I said to Mrs. Ernest Lefebvre, who was sitting next to me while eating, "Those animal meats make me uncomfortable. I love horses."

Hate and hate."

Beginning in November 1870, Parisian citizens began to kill animals in the Paris Botanical Garden in order to solve the problem of starvation.

Noah's Ark is a myth. Even if it is not lions or tigers, humans still need to eat meat. It is impossible for the animals on the Ark to coexist peacefully. At least they must be kept in cages to be safe.

A green-house is like a large glass box with many green plants inside.

In addition to discovering the aerodynamic equation, Claude-Louis Navier also discovered that ultraviolet rays cannot penetrate glass, but can penetrate quartz. The photosynthesis of plants does not require ultraviolet and infrared rays. The photosynthetic pigments of plants mainly

It absorbs blue-violet and red light in visible light, so it appears green.

The three primary colors of color are red, yellow and blue, which are also the basic colors of light. This three-tone harmony theory commonly used in art was proposed by the chemist Michel Eugène Chevreur, who also proposed it in 1863 and 1879

He serves as the director of the French Museum of Natural History, which is also located in the Paris Botanical Garden.

Among the 72 lists, there is a person who has a deep connection with the Natural History Museum. His name is George Cuvier. He is not only a professor of natural history at the University of Paris, but also a lifelong professor of physics at the Collège de France. He has specially studied the Paris area.

Mineral geography and fossil research, and the founder of anatomy and paleontology.

Balzac once said that among the greatest figures, Napoleon ranks first, Cuvier ranks second, O'Connell ranks third, and I will be fourth.

Cuvier proposed the law of organ correlation, believing that the body of an animal is a systematic whole, and all parts of the body have corresponding connections. Ruminant animals such as cattle and sheep have teeth for grinding grass, and they have corresponding masticatory muscles and digestive muscles.

Carnivorous animals such as tigers and wolves have movement and digestive functions corresponding to capturing prey.

Once when he was sleeping soundly, some prankster students planned to play a trick on Cuvier. They opened the window with a clang while Cuvier was sleeping soundly. Cuvier was awakened and saw a bird with a face covered with stiff hairs.

The monster with a wide mouth and horns on its head was making a frightening howl. It stretched its two hooves into the window and was about to pounce on Cuvier.

If the teacher at the seminary saw this animal, he would scream "devil", and if the old professor happened to have a bad heart, he would probably have a heart attack due to fright, but Cuvier just glanced at it and continued to sleep.

Several students did not succeed in their prank, so they had to stand up. Cuvier asked them why they did this. The students asked Cuvier why he was not afraid. Cuvier smiled and said, "Didn't I tell you?

Animals with horns and hooves are all herbivores and do not eat meat, so what do I have to be afraid of?" The unlucky students suddenly realized.

In 1821, Cuvier proposed the catastrophic wheel, believing that there have been many huge catastrophic events in the history of the earth. The original creatures were destroyed, and then new creatures were created. According to the catastrophic wheel, most changes on the earth have

All will be sudden, rapid and catastrophic. For example, the ocean dries up and becomes land, the land rises and becomes mountains, and land may also become ocean, etc.

He calculated that the earth had experienced four cataclysms, but he did not calculate that he would die of cholera in 1832, the year Louis-Philippe erected the July Column in the Place de la Bastille.

"Why do you think of the green box?" Gongsei asked Severus while looking at the Botanical Garden greenhouse standing quietly by the Seine River not far away.

"Where are you going? The greenhouse or the fossil museum?" Severus asked Gongsei.

"I think it's a botanical garden." Gong Saiyi curled his lips and said, "I remember that there were patterns of plant vines on the pillars of the vent."

"Then I'll go to the Fossil Museum." Severus said, "If you find something, please contact me immediately."

After saying that, he walked towards the red house. At first glance, its color was very similar to the exterior wall of Victor Hugo's house in Place des Vosges.

Jeanne was Hugo's daughter. She was probably one or two years old at the time and could not accurately call her mom and dad.
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