1840 Indian Rebirth

Chapter 183 [British Public Opinion]

Chapter 183 [British Public Opinion]

Thomson obviously wanted to deviate.

It may be said that Ma Shao gave him the first author of "About an Absolute Temperature Scale", but this article is definitely not.

Because Ma Shao knows that the conclusion of this article is wrong, and it is quite wrong, even the process is wrong.

As much as Thomson seemed to care about the issue, the article was destined to be a humble scrap of scientific history.

Of course, everything depends on the foil of the peers.

In the eyes of the horse whistle, this article is outrageously wrong, but compared with other speculations about the age of the sun at the same time, this article is already the closest to the truth.

Many Christians still follow the assumptions printed in the Bible hundreds of years ago that the age of the sun is only a few thousand years old.

Scientists have dismissed this apparently stupid idea, but they haven't come to a more decent conclusion either.

In contrast, Ma Shao and Thomson have at least constructed a set of theories that have not been faulted so far, using gravitational potential energy and meteorites instead of burning coal, and obtained the result of [-] million years, which is more reasonable and shocking.

Therefore, when this article was published, it caused even greater repercussions, at least much larger than "About an Absolute Temperature Scale".

After all, only physicists pay attention to the absolute temperature scale, but the age of the sun is something that anyone is interested in taking a second look at.

Only the second day after the paper was officially published, several newspapers in Glasgow reported on it.

Those more conservative newspapers put out headlines like "Physicists estimate the age of the sun to be [-] million years old".

On the other hand, the more unrestrained and lively newspapers showed the nature of commercial media keen on making big news. They focused on reporting horse whistle and directly used headlines such as "Indian Scientists Calculate the Age of the Sun".

There is no doubt that the combination of Indians and scientists is more likely to attract attention.

Therefore, with the publication of the newspaper, discussions on this matter began in Scotland and even in the whole of England, above the temples, and far away from the rivers and lakes.

Even from Mashao's personal perspective, he can feel this change in public opinion.

In a bookstore.

"...mate, did you hear that an Indian scientist calculated the age of the sun to be half a billion years old?"

"Indian scientist?"

"No, Indians, savages of America."

"How is this possible? Are you sure you're not mistaken? If it's Indian scientists, I can understand it, but American Indians, how could they have scientists? I heard that they don't even have writing, and they still hunt with stone tools."

"But that's the truth. It's been reported in several newspapers. It's true. An Indian scientist, with Professor Thomson of the University of Glasgow, has put together a paper that estimates the age of the sun—[-] million years old. That's really true. A staggering number!"

Another person joins the discussion, speaking in a haughty tone: "You guys obviously don't know anything about what goes on in the scientific world."

"And what do you know?"

"Before calculating the age of the sun, that Indian had already published several amazing papers, which had a great influence in the academic world. Anyone who paid a little attention to the academic world knew the existence of this Indian scientist at least a week ago ..."

"..."

"Great chief, did you hear that, those people are discussing you." Luanfa came over and said.

"Of course." Ma Shuo said nonchalantly, closing the book in his hand and handing it to Luanfa, "See if there is still this book in the store, and buy a few more if there are. Easy, we need to buy more books."

In recent days, this is not the first time he has heard comments about himself.

As the saying goes, when you see one cockroach at home, there must be a thousand cockroaches having a party in the dark.

Horse Whistle has heard such discussions more than once. It is conceivable that such discussions must have been very common in the UK, and it is likely to happen all the time.

It was true, and it was a little more exaggerated than he expected.

London, Buckingham Palace.

Young Queen Victoria was married for eight years but was already a mother of six.

Just a few dozen days ago, she gave birth to Princess Louise, but the experienced woman obviously adapted to postpartum life very quickly.

At this moment, Her Majesty is holding her young daughter, talking next to her husband, while his husband, Prince Albert, is reading the cabinet submissions.

They would have looked almost like an ordinary loving couple if the room hadn't been so richly furnished.

"... My dear, what do you think of my intention to give Mr. Faraday a house at Hampton Court Palace?" said Prince Albert.

"Of course." Queen Victoria said, "Faraday is a respectable scientist, and his contribution to Britain is obvious to all."

As she spoke, she seemed to think of something: "About science, recently I heard that there is an Indian scientist?"

Prince Albert nodded: "I have also heard about this. An Indian from America and a Scottish professor calculated the age of the sun, and the result seems to be [-] million years old."

Queen Victoria: "This sounds very interesting, an Indian scientist, I have never heard of it, I think I can meet him."

"Yes, but we should listen to the views of scientists. Maybe that Indian is just a sensationalist. When Mr. Faraday comes, we can ask his opinion." Albert said, suddenly wrinkled Brows, "Oh, by the way, there is still a troublesome matter that has not been dealt with."

"What's the matter?" asked Queen Victoria, who, despite being Queen of England, clearly preferred to let her husband do his job, so her inquiry was more of a courtesy than a real concern.

Prince Albert: "The Americans say that we used Indians as intermediaries to illegally sell a weapon during the Mexican War...Prime Minister Russell believes that it is a private act of some companies, but after a long investigation, there is still no result."

"Illegal sales?"

Prince Albert: "That weapon is called a revolver. Its patent belongs to the Colt Company in the United States. Colt has also registered a patent in the United Kingdom, but the revolver sold by the Indians in the war is not a Colt. special production."

"It is said that tens of thousands of revolvers were sold, which undoubtedly violated the patent law. More importantly, these ten thousand guns played a huge role in the war, so Americans protested fiercely."

Queen Victoria thought for a while: "Why can't it be a company from another country?"

Prince Albert shook his head: "Aside from the UK, there are only American companies that can produce [-] guns in North America. They can't be produced by the Indians themselves, can they?"

Queen Victoria laughed and said, "That's not true. We thought Indians didn't have scientists."

Prince Albert smiled nonchalantly.

"Dear Albert, it's getting late, I think we should rest." Queen Victoria suddenly approached and said.

There was a trace of tension on Albert's face: "Victoria...you just gave birth."

Queen Victoria said: "That was a few months ago. Our Louise has learned to turn over now. My body has recovered a long time ago."

"..."

(End of this chapter)

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