Fox of France

This Lucian Evans was actually Gauss' vest. Of course, this name was chosen with the help of his mentor Joseph Bonaparte. The reason, of course, is for some unknown commemoration.

"Hehe, do you really think this matter is over like this?" Joseph couldn't help thinking this way when he decided on such a name for Gauss' vest.

Of course, except for Joseph, no one knew what kind of horror the seemingly ordinary name "Lucien Evans" represented. In another time and space, such ominous names as "Original Devil, Fallen Morning Star, Skull Crusher, Brain Eater, Headshot Maniac, Destroyer of Three Views" are enough to make a baby stop crying.

Napoleon naturally didn't know what kind of horror he was about to face.

"A rigorous proof of the principles of geometry and the theorem of parallel lines?" Napoleon read the title first. "The theorem of parallel lines, ah, is this also a person who wants to exclude parallel lines from the axioms?"

The fifth postulate in Euclidean geometry, namely the parallel postulate, looks much less intuitive than the previous postulates. It lacks the concise and clear beauty of postulates, so since ancient Greece, countless mathematicians have tried to prove it through four other postulates and five axioms, so as to remove it from the ranks of postulates and make it a theorem.

Napoleon opened the paper and read it.

"It's not bad, at least from the beginning, it's still very regular, unlike those idiots in front who can't even understand the most basic things." Napoleon nodded, picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, He lowered his head and continued to look.

Looking at it, Napoleon was no longer calm.

"Damn it, what are these things! It's really... I thought I could see something that was not Minke, a little bit normal, but... how could this guy talk nonsense in such a serious way! Really, this Don't guys want to see what the outside world looks like? It's so infuriating!"

Napoleon couldn't stand it anymore, so he couldn't help but turned the paper to the end, and then started to comment:

"A ridiculous reasoning. Got absurd results. This is a paper full of errors, worthless, and can't pass the review. I think the author should look out the window. Look at the real world.. My opinion, the paper Can't pass the review. I think the best thing to do with this kind of whimsical sleep talk that no one can understand is to throw it in the fireplace, which will serve its only purpose."

After writing this, Napoleon threw the paper aside, muttering: "I finally understand why no one wants to review papers. This is completely force-feeding people to eat shit. A whole In the morning, for the whole morning, I just watched such a bunch of absurd things! This is really... Joseph is right, there is no lower limit to human IQ."

Generally speaking, in order to ensure that the paper can get a fair evaluation when it is reviewed, a paper will be sent to several people for review. This of course increased the workload, so Napoleon was assigned another pile of papers in the afternoon.

Napoleon's enthusiasm has long been exhausted by those civil science papers. So he made an excuse, saying that he was going on a date with Ms. Laura, and then he lost all the work to Mr. Lagrange, and then he slipped away. Of course, Mr. Lagrange didn't want to do such a thing-he hadn't done it for many years. So he naturally distributed these things to a few of his students so that they could take some exercise...

Early the next morning, Napoleon unexpectedly received a notice from the Academy of Sciences, because his evaluation of the paper "Strict Proofs of the Principles of Geometry and the Theorem of Parallel Lines" differed from that of another trainee academician—Jean Baptiste. Mr. Joseph Fourier's judgments were very different, so the Academy of Sciences sent him the paper again according to the usual practice, so that he could review it again. If after a week no one is willing to change their minds, a hearing is called to resolve the disagreement.

"Huh? Fourier let the damn paper pass?" Napoleon was taken aback.

According to Fourier's academic level and contribution, he should have been a member of the Academy of Sciences long ago. It's just that he is still an important person in Bonaparte's laboratory, and his most important research results are considered very strategic by Joseph, especially in terms of radio communication. As long as he can temporarily cover his things, even if the British steal the radio station secretly equipped by the French, it is almost impossible to imitate useful things. So these results were temporarily kept secret.

Of course, Joseph did not treat Fourier badly, so Fourier also got a lot of stock from Bonaparte General Electric. Just relying on the annual dividends, he has become a member of the French Academy of Sciences second only to Joseph and Laval. Tin Monopoly.

Of course, because of this, until now, Mr. Fourier is only a trainee academician. (In fact, it’s not too bad. In the original history, Fourier was not even a trainee academician at this time)

Although Fourier is only a trainee academician. But Napoleon still admired Fourier's academic level. Moreover, Fourier is a member of Joseph's family, which made Napoleon even more alert.

"Am I really wrong? Yeah, I didn't even finish that damn paper. It would be a real shame if the first thing I did when I became an academician was something wrong. Damn, that paper Could it be that Joseph deliberately made people prepare to trick me? No, I have to look again, look again..."

After half a day, Napoleon raised his head painfully from the stack of papers. He forced himself to read the paper, which was utter nonsense, from cover to cover—it felt like forcing himself to eat a whole load of shit.

"Shit, what shit! Although this damn paper is well structured and looks like a normal paper, it is still shit in essence! Even if it is made into chocolate, its essence is still Shit!" Napoleon yelled angrily.

But at the level of mathematics, Napoleon did not have the confidence that his own level of mathematics could surpass Fourier. So, although he still thinks the paper is shit, it's just shit made in the shape of chocolate. But he still decided to find a few reliable people to take a look together, so as not to be tricked by Joseph and the others in the end.

So Napoleon called his adjutant:

"You ask someone to copy a few copies of this paper, and send them to Mr. Laplace, Mr. Lagrange, and Mr. Monge. Then let them all come to me the day after tomorrow."

The adjutant saluted and left. Napoleon lowered his head again, looked at the paper by "Lucien Evans", and couldn't help muttering, "What the hell are you doing?"

Soon, Laplace, Lagrange, and Monge all got the paper and learned about the story.

"Our Majesty is also true. If you encounter something that is difficult to judge, you should suppress it first and ask us. It is a shame to admit your mistake now. It is not big or small." After getting the paper, although I have not yet I had time to watch it, but considering Napoleon's mathematics level and Fourier's mathematics level, Laplace made such a sigh without even reading it.

After saying this, Laplace sat down behind his desk, put on his glasses, and began to study the paper.

"Ah, is someone going to challenge the fifth postulate again? This is one of the most famous problems since "Elements of Geometry". Can anyone really solve this problem?" Laplace also became interested and continued Look down carefully. But after a while, he too changed his face like Napoleon.

"What is this? How could this be? This is complete nonsense. How could there be such a conclusion? It doesn't match the real world at all. How dare this Lucien Evans write such a strange thing? , No wonder Napoleon decided that this paper could not be passed. How can such a thing pass? If it was written by my student, I would hang him up and beat him after confirming it. His Majesty Napoleon said in his comments that the only use of this paper is Throwing it into the fireplace to make a fire is absolutely correct. But...But Fourier won't mess around with his reputation, and, and... Maybe there is a dean behind Fourier, I'll see, I'll see have a look……"

So Mr. Laplace forced himself to read the paper carefully again. Or, he forced himself to eat the shit that looked like chocolate again. But Laplace is different from Napoleon after all, he still found a little problem.

"Although the conclusion of this paper is absurd, there is not a single obvious loophole in the derivation process. What's going on? But, how could there be no loopholes? If this is correct, then the world is not correct You can’t say, I’m right, but the world is wrong, right?” Laplace said to himself.

In several other places, Lagrange, and Mr. Monge, have come to similar conclusions as Mr. Laplace. That is: the paper must be wrong, and therefore should not have been allowed to pass. But this paper is very wrong, and I really can't find any problems in the whole derivation process for the time being. But in any case, this paper must be wrong, otherwise, could it be that the world is wrong?

On the third day, they came to the executive government together and discussed the thesis with Napoleon. However, they still failed to find any problems in the derivation process of the thesis.

"Could it be, are we really wrong?" Napoleon felt guilty.

"Sire, it may be a trap," said Laplace. "If you change your mind now, and M. Fourier changes his mind, how are you going to defend the thesis?"

Napoleon froze for a moment, and then said: "Damn Joseph, maybe he arranged it like this, damn it, I will never be fooled!"