Nitroglycerin, in its original history, was invented by the Italian chemist Sobre in 1846. But the raw materials for its manufacture, such as glycerin, nitric acid, and sulfuric acid already existed. At this point to make nitroglycerin, there is no longer much technical difficulty. The production of nitroglycerin is not too difficult, as long as attention is paid to the entire preparation process must be maintained at a low temperature can be.
But in the original history, it is this note, but it took a huge price, even blood, to be mastered. Mr. Lu Xun once lamented, "The history of mankind's bloody battle is like the formation of coal when a large amount of wood was used, but the result was only a small piece. The history of technological progress is the same. Many of the skills that have been mastered at great cost are, in reality, quite simple.
Josephus, of course, did not want Lavoisier to be killed by nitro-glycerine, so in his letter to Lavoisier, he explicitly mentioned temperature control. Josephus, starting from the theory of molecular motion, believed that more intense molecular movements would make the reaction more intense and thus more dangerous. Therefore, controlling the temperature and keeping it at a lower level would slow down the reaction, but would greatly increase safety.
But even with this critical guidance, it was still difficult to get through without anything happening. Just two days later, the first explosion at the Duke of Orléans' site occurred in Lavoisier. An assistant did not strictly follow the operating procedures and injected the acid too fast, resulting in a serious accident with one death and five injuries. This is also due to the relatively small amount of nitro-glycerine produced, otherwise, the remaining five people would probably not have been able to save their lives.
The explosion scared Lavoisier, who was also present at the time, but only because he was thirsty for water and left temporarily for a while, then the explosion occurred. Of course, if he was there, the assistant is still not by the norms of the requirements, it is difficult to say. On the contrary, Duke Phillips, on the contrary, appeared to be extraordinarily calm, and even more interested in this thing. Because he saw the power of this thing, he immediately realized that this thing has a great future. As for the research process, there are casualties, well, they are also for the development of science and sacrifice, and it is also a good death. People are always going to die, but the meaning of death is different. Like them, for the development of science and sacrifice, that is to die more than the Alps. As for the future of production will not blow up, well, production accidents are difficult to avoid completely, walking out of the door was hit by a carriage and died. Moreover, even if those workers die, they die for the construction of France, so what's the problem? In any case, the Duke will not die here, just like the Duke will not be hit by a carriage when he goes out on the street.
While the Duke of Phillips' manor was exploding from time to time, Joseph finished his business in Calais and returned to Paris. His brother Napoleon arrived in Paris with his brother Louis.
"I took a leave of absence from the army and went back to Corsica and brought Louis to you. Do you have any water here? I'm dying of thirst. I am dying of thirst," cried Napoleon as soon as he saw Joseph.
"Water is over there, you can pour it yourself. Joseph said. Then he went to Louis and said, "Well, Louis, you've grown a little taller than Napoleon, ha haha. Napoleon, in our family, including the girls, you are afraid to become the shortest one.
Napoleon didn't like it when people made jokes about his height, but he knew that the more angry he acted, the more pleased Joseph, the hateful guy, would probably be. So he simply ignored the guy, poured himself a glass of water, and gulped it down.
"How's it going at home?" Joseph asked again.
"Very bad," said Napoleon. Napoleon said.
"Nothing bad, just the same as before," said Louis. Louis said.
"The same as before is the worst of the worst," Napoleon said.
"What's the matter? You've come out to see the world and you're not happy with Corsica? Don't you like Corsica anymore?" Joseph sat down in a chair at the table and asked as he slowly crossed his legs.
"How can I not see Corsica?" Napoleon said with some dissatisfaction, "It's just that Corsica is so lacking in variety. In France, in Paris, you can always feel the change, the new ideas, the new science, the new opportunities, every day is changing, is progressing. But in Corsica, there is no difference between today and yesterday, between yesterday and the day before yesterday. When I talk to people, there is no difference between what is in their minds and what was in their minds ten years ago, or even a hundred years ago, or two hundred years ago. Even the patriots are the same, they just want to be independent and then close their doors and continue to live the way they did hundreds of years ago. This is not good, and Corsica should not be like this."
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"What do you think Corsica should be like? Napoleon, I think you thought the same thing back then. Joseph looked at Napoleon with a sarcastic smile.
"It means I've improved and surpassed others. But Napoleon replied, "As for what Corsica should look like. I think the future Corsica should be a free, equal, just, and lawful country, as Voltaire, Rousseau, and Montesquieu portrayed it.
"Napoleon, you've improved! Joseph laughed, "So what are you going to do?
"I've been thinking about this a lot during my time at home. First of all, I think the most fundamental problem of Corsica is not the French occupation, but the people's failure to wake up. To change Corsica, we must first educate our people and awaken them.
"What?" Joseph was shocked and stared at his brother with wide eyes. "What's wrong with this guy? Is this guy going to be the Lu Xun of awakening the people instead of being a famous general because of the butterfly effect of our crossing over?"
Joseph hesitated for a moment and asked, "Napoleon, what are your specific plans?
I'm going to write a history of Corsica, like "The Gauls". Napoleon said.
At these words, Joseph was relieved to hear that Napoleon was still Napoleon. The Gauls are the work of Julius Caesar of ancient Rome. This means that the role model in Napoleon's mind was still a statesman and military man like Julius Caesar. And the creation of Corsican history is only a means to achieve his political goals.
"I'm not too optimistic about your plans. Joseph shook his head, "You know, Corsica has a higher percentage of illiteracy than France and Italy, and very few people can read.
Napoleon opened his mouth, ready to refute, but Josephus did not give him a chance but continued: "Napoleon, you do not rush to argue, I know what you want to say. You want to say that although few people in Corsica can read. But as soon as these people recognize the problems and learn about the new and correct ideas out there, they can not only change themselves, but they can also lead others because these people are the leaders of the Corsican people. That's what you think, isn't it?
Napoleon stared at Joseph for a moment before replying, "Yes, that's what I think, is there anything wrong with that? This was a somewhat reluctant answer, for he expected, according to the old custom of Josephus in his dealings with him, that Josephus would immediately make a caustic mockery of him.
As it turned out, his prediction was very accurate. Joseph immediately opened his mouth and said, "My foolish brother, you are so young and naive! You believe that you can use reason to convince people! This is a laughing stock."
At this point, Joseph suddenly leaned forward, close to Napoleon's face, and stared into his eyes: "My brother, you must remember that it is not their brains, but their asses that govern the actions of most people! The key is not what is right, what is moral, but what is good for them and where their asses are sitting! Got it?"
After saying this, he straightened up again and said: "Think with your head, a 'free, equal, just and lawful country, what kind of influence does it have on the people you want to rely on to make things happen together? Is it beneficial or harmful? Don't talk about morals or ideals, just think of them as Machiavellian people, and then think, do they support a "free, equal, just, and lawful state"? And who are the people in France, as you can see, who are most opposed to your idea of a "free, equal, just, and lawful state"?
Napoleon was silent for a moment and then spoke again: "But, Joseph, they are not all Machiavellians. You know, we are also one of them. But, perhaps because he realized that this was perhaps a bit of wishful thinking, his rebuttal was low and not strong enough.
"Napoleon, the individual, and the group are not the same. Some individuals betray their interests, but there has never been - and never will be - a group that betrays its interests. Josephus said, "Napoleon, if you want to change Corsica, it will necessarily lead to a redefinition of the distribution of interests, and that is to start a revolution. And in all revolutions since the beginning of time, what is the primary issue, do you know?
Napoleon shook his head.
"Who are our enemies? Who are our friends? This question is the first question of the revolution." Joseph shamelessly adopted the great man's ideas as his own, "Those revolutionary struggles that have had little success in the past have failed for many reasons, but the most basic reason is the inability to unite true friends to attack true enemies. No revolutionary has ever led the wrong way in a revolution without losing it. If we want to be sure that we will not go astray and that we will succeed, we must be careful to unite our true friends to attack our true enemies.
Napoleon bowed his head for a moment before looking up. The defiant look in his eyes had disappeared, and a thirsty light had appeared instead.
"How can we determine who is our friend and who is our enemy? Napoleon asked.