The next day, before the sun came up, Joseph was accustomed to getting up early. In this era, there is no Internet, no games, and even electric lights are not available, and ordinary people, can not afford candles, and even oil lamps. At night, it was pitch dark. Joseph, who used to go to bed after eleven o'clock in his previous life, now has the good habit of going to bed early and getting up early. People in this era are the same.

Joseph got dressed, walked out of his room, and came to the churchyard. At this time the sun had not yet risen, and even the east had not yet shown the white of the fish belly, half a round of the waning moon, and a few remaining stars are still hanging in the black velvet sky. It was already the middle of December, using the later republican calendar to calculate, it was already the snow month. Although it was not snowing in Paris at this time, and it was still not particularly cold, there was already a layer of white frost on the roofs of the houses and in the courtyard in the early morning.

A stout figure was swinging an ax in the courtyard, chopping wood. Joseph knew that it was Father Jean-Jacques. He exercised himself in this way every morning.

"Good morning, Father!" Joseph said as he walked by.

"Ah, Joseph, good morning." The priest tossed aside his ax, stood up straight, and smiled at Joseph, "Going out for a run?

"Yeah, around the church." Joseph replied, "Twenty laps, just in time for dinner.

"Oh, where's your brother?" Father Jean-Jacques asked again.

"He's up, washing his face, and he'll be out running with me in a few minutes. By the way, Father, we'll treat you to a nice meal at noon, and this time nothing will happen again. I promise!" Joseph said, a little embarrassed.

"Yes! No problem!" said, Father Jean-Jacques.

At that moment, Napoleon also came out from the back. He was not as easy-going as Joseph, so he just nodded to Father Jean-Jacques and followed Joseph out the door.

The two men ran along the road beside the church. Since Napoleon entered the military academy, his height was still short, but his physical condition had improved greatly. So he sped up first, trying to lose Joseph and win the victory.

But Joseph wasn't going to let him get away with it.

"How can you run ahead of me with those two short legs?" Joseph also accelerated his speed. After crossing over to this era, Joseph knew that the medical standard in this era was ridiculously low. Even a small cold can kill a person at any time. Therefore, strengthening physical exercise and improving immunity became Joseph's means to save his life. Although Louis the Great School did not have high requirements for sports like the military academies, Joseph never relaxed his physical exercise. In addition, he had long hands and feet, and in terms of running, he was superior to Napoleon in terms of innate conditions. How can he let Napoleon, who had been suppressed by him, run in front of him?

So Joseph also speed up, just a few steps, and ran in front of Napoleon. Then Napoleon began to accelerate again ．．．．．．

"Damn it ．．．．．． If your legs were no longer ．．．．．． I'll ．．．．．． do it this time." Napoleon bent over, gasping for breath, as he spoke intermittently, the rising sun tinting the white mist coming from his mouth and nose a pale red.

"Can't run is can't run ．．．．．． What's the use of making excuses ．．．．．． But ．．．．．． But I beat you this time ．．．．．． It's harder than before ．．．．．． It's a lot harder than before." Joseph also replied with a ragged breath.

Yes, Joseph believes that he must be able to overpower Napoleon in as many ways as possible, not because he is competitive or anything, but to have enough convincing power to put the brakes on Napoleon in the future.

"Well, have you caught your breath?" said Josephus. Joseph said, "If you've caught your breath, let me tell you something.

"I've been all right." Napoleon stood up straight and walked forward.

"I have just won the prize for my dissertation. Joseph said calmly, "The prize is six hundred francs, so we can go to a big dinner today at noon to celebrate.

"You won the prize for your paper? Napoleon was taken aback and stopped in his tracks.

"Of course, your elder brother is the one who can't solve any problem. Josephus said smugly.

"What did you write?" Napoleon asked. Napoleon asked, "Why did you win the prize and not me?

"Because I may have disproved one of Sir Isaac Newton's theses.

"What? How is that possible?" Napoleon stared at Joseph with wide eyes, trying to see the joking look on Joseph's face. But he noticed that Joseph's face had only that disgusting smugness.

"I have discovered a phenomenon that can be used to show that the nature of light is closer to Hooke's view - that it is a wave rather than a particle," Joseph replied. Joseph replied.

"So that's all." I thought you had disproved the Three Laws," Napoleon said with a dismissive look.

"The Three Laws are not going to move anytime soon. Joseph shook his head.

"Not for a short time?" Napoleon was surprised again. He shook his head and said, "You mean you've found a flaw in the Three Laws, but you just don't have the evidence to disprove it yet?

"No." Josephus shook his head. Joseph shook his head, "Where is the obvious flaw in Sir Isaac Newton's Three Laws? I just don't want to believe in it out of faith.

"Out of faith? Is it because the Three Laws don't leave room for God?

"No, no." I just can't accept a complete sùmìnglùn, and that argument would make me feel that life has no meaning at all.

"What does this have to do with sùmìnglùn?" Napoleon did not respond.

"Ah, my stupid brother. You don't have the talent to be a university man," Josephus said. Joseph said, "According to Newton's three laws, we can consider the present state of the universe as its past effect and its future cause. If a wise man could know the forces of all-natural motions and the positions of all-natural objects at a given moment, and if he could also analyze these data, the motions of the largest objects to the smallest particles in the universe would be contained in a simple formula. For this wise man, nothing would be ambiguous, and the future would appear to him only as of the past. Everything is predetermined, just like Oedipus faced with that terrible prophecy, no matter how he could not resist because even his resistance is only a part of the predetermined. If I believe in the Three Laws, then what is the point of my life?

This statement was completely unexpected by Napoleon. He frowned for a long time and then shook his head: "For the time being, I haven't found the problem of your argument. But there must be something wrong with this statement. Otherwise, this conclusion is really difficult to ．．．．．． Wait! Joseph, aren't you a devout believer? Isn't God the wise man? God is all-knowing and all-powerful. Yet you cannot even accept omniscience, you hypocrite.

In the end, Napoleon laughed, as if he was proud of having caught his brother's problem.

"This is a different matter," Joseph said. Joseph said, "Besides, I smell a Calvinist in your words, you heretic! Joseph responded with a smile.

Calvin was a major Protestant leader and a major philosophical and theological proponent of determinism. France, on the other hand, was Catholic territory, and Calvin was considered a heretic by the Catholic Church. Now when Napoleon said that God's omniscience was predestination, Josephus contradicted him, calling him a Calvinist heretic.

The two men laughed at each other for a while, and then went back to church together.

After breakfast, Josephus casually quizzed Napoleon on his studies and brought out his prize paper for Napoleon to study seriously, and then showed him the two experiments involved in it.

"I am somewhat convinced of your point of view," Napoleon said. Napoleon said, "Is there anything wrong with this conclusion?

"Of course there is." Joseph replied, "Any wave needs a propagating medium, but there are many questions about what the propagating medium of light is. For example, the speed of light is very fast, and although the exact value has yet to be measured, there is no question that it is very fast. A wave, to be transmitted with such a fast speed, means that its propagation medium should have a very large intensity. But we never feel the resistance from the light ether when we move in such a hard medium. In short, there are a lot of problems here, but I believe that, as the research progresses, this problem can eventually be solved, although the solution may not be the same as we think.

"Unfortunately," Napoleon said, "I am interested, but I must confess that I have no idea, at least for the time being, about this.

"You know, my foolish brother, that every man is born with different gifts. Some people may be naturally stronger in some areas, but not in others. For example, in terms of mathematics and other natural sciences, I think you are most likely not as good as me, but perhaps in other areas, you may be better than me. For example, if there is a small hole, you can drill through it, I will most likely not be able to do so.

Listening to Joseph's serious words, Napoleon's heart was still a little touched. Although he thought that he had a strong talent in mathematics and natural science, Napoleon was not a person who liked to deceive himself, and although he did not admit it, he knew in his heart that his talent in this area was not as good as his brother's, so he was often frustrated. Now Joseph's first words were a little warm, but then he said something about drilling a dog's hole, which made Napoleon want to beat him up.

"Joseph, you are not a good person," Napoleon said. Napoleon said.

"Haha ．．．．．．" Joseph laughed proudly, "Besides, considering the difference in our size, you will not be able to eat me when we eat meat at noon.