It wasn't an apple that hit Newton.

Li Cheng suddenly realized... he had actually been distracted. In any case, he was definitely going to get a beating. After all, Newton had gone too far.

He raised his hand and aimed it at those two bouncy little buttocks.

papapapa......

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late at night.

Li Cheng lay on his simple little wooden bed, but tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

Newton, Lavoisier, Hooke... these three familiar names appeared in his mind in turn.

Even though he never actively sought out these historical scientists, he has already identified three Y chromosome shifts that have been tragically feminized.

Based on this ratio, Li Cheng really couldn't imagine what the European scientific community was like—the Women's Fundraising Alliance?

If we were to bring this group of people together... Li Cheng suddenly had this bold and interesting idea, but then he felt it was not very reliable, since not everyone is interested in teaching at a university.

Unless there are some suitable reasons...

What? You're saying there's another weird way to get together—hold on, this world isn't some weird adult game, this doesn't work.

'Never mind, I'll deal with this later when I have time. I also need to go back to Cambridge every now and then.'

After making up his mind, Li Cheng closed his eyes, and a familiar feeling of fatigue washed over him, causing his breathing to become calm and long.

Chapter Seventy-Nine Teachings

Over the next few days, while slacking off, Li Cheng also waited for the follow-up to the Louise incident.

Strangely, however, nothing happened.

There were neither letters from Veronica nor threats from Anderson, as if Louise had really been invited to his house for a few days—which was of course impossible.

Even the twice-weekly London Gazette did not report on the kidnapping of the Earl of Anderson's daughter, but instead reported on the appointment of a new minister.

Yes, it's that propaganda agency that Li Cheng casually mentioned, the one used to compete with the church for control of the public discourse. I didn't expect Veronica to actually go and mess around with it...

The newly appointed Propaganda Secretary, Taylor, is, as the name suggests, in charge of government propaganda—his main task at present is to post small advertisements all over London, and incidentally, the existing London Gazette will also be reviewed by the department under the Propaganda Secretary's jurisdiction.

However, the original London Gazette was simply the Newton Gazette renamed and moved at the King's behest, so the so-called review was really of little significance...

That's all the information we have.

However, no news is perhaps the best news, so for the next few days, Li Cheng enjoyed a long-awaited period of leisure (and perhaps a bit of nudity).

To summarize, that's roughly it.

In the morning: I took Louise to the market to buy groceries with Freya. After returning, the two of them tried to kill a fish, but the fish killed them instead.

Afternoon: Play chess.

Morning: I took Louise and Newton to do experiments, and then we were kicked out because it was too noisy.

Afternoon: Play chess.

Morning: I took Louise on a picnic in the countryside and invited Anne, who had nothing to do all day (and borrowed a few maids). As a result, I almost got lost because of her, but thankfully we escaped unharmed in the end - what happened to the saying that mares know the way?

Afternoon: Play chess.

Evening: Lost in thought—Li Cheng, Li Cheng, you're a time traveler, how can you stay home all day playing chess with Louise? Even playing chess with Newton wouldn't be right.

Morning: Playing cards.

......

A few days later, nothing happened.

early morning.

"Get up, brother."

A gentle call came from beside him, and Li Cheng slowly opened his tightly closed eyelids, revealing a trace of confusion... Who am I? Where am I? Why does it sound like an angel is calling me?

"Wake up, brother, the sun is about to shine into the house."

The gentle call of an angel reached Li Cheng's ears again. He turned his head and realized that it wasn't an angel, but Louise, who had gotten up early for some reason and had come to wake him up.

But compared to being kicked awake from sleep, this kind of wake-up is truly angelic.

This is the proper way to wake someone up... Deeply moved, Li Cheng reached out and vigorously rubbed Louise's soft little head: "Thank you for your hard work, Louise."

"It's not hard work~"

Feeling the warmth of the hand on her head, Louise hummed comfortably and said, "Louise made a lot of determination before she was ready to kick her brother. It's so good that she didn't have to."

?

Li Cheng froze as he touched his head.

Louise noticed that the large hand above her head had stopped moving. She looked up in confusion and witnessed the entire process of Li Cheng's expression gradually changing from a smile to a blank one.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Louise asked, puzzled.

"Who taught you to kick me to wake me up?" Beneath Li Cheng's calm expression lay a heart harboring murderous intent.

"It was Newton who taught Louise."

Without hesitation, Louise betrayed the mastermind: "Newton said that as long as Louise wakes her brother up by kicking him, her brother will be very happy to reward her."

"Very good, very good, I'll remember that..." Li Cheng's lips twitched, and he silently made a mental note. Then he said, "Never listen to her nonsense, and never do that again."

"So, does brother not like being kicked by Louise?"

"Of course I don't like it!!!" Li Cheng's emotions fluctuated greatly. "Only perverts would like that kind of thing."

Why?

"There's no reason why, don't ask anymore, just listen to me." Li Cheng was exhausted.

"......oh."

Louise silently kept this in mind—she had accumulated quite a few similar questions over the past few days, all of which her brother refused to answer, and she couldn't find anyone she could trust to ask.

Louise's solution to this problem was to write it down first and then ask her father about it when she got home.

Seeing this, Li Cheng nodded with satisfaction... "Look how well-behaved Louise is. She always listens obediently to what you say, unlike Newton, who always argues back..."

"Brother, where are we going to play today?"

"Put what just happened in your heart for now," Louise asked expectantly.

At 14, she is at the most energetic age. Her seemingly small and delicate body contains a strong ability to recover. Even if she runs around outside all day, she can be as energetic as if nothing happened the next day.

By the way, Annie is the same; it's probably a racial talent, just like how gorillas can have muscles even without exercising.

"Your brother can't play with you today."

After their conversation, Li Cheng yawned, looking slightly tired: "I have to go to Cambridge."

Although he had tried his best to delegate all the day-to-day work to his secretary Miller, he was still the nominal principal and had to go there occasionally—and he could also take the opportunity to check on Lavoisier's research progress.

"Cambridge......?"

Louise sounded a little confused.

"Oh, you didn't know."

Li Cheng thought for a moment and then gave a brief introduction: "Cambridge University originated in 1209. It was initially built by a few professors from Oxford in protest, but as time went on, it has now become the premier university in the UK, the number one university in the UK."

“Cambridge is amazing!” Louise chimed in.

“And I am the current Chancellor of Cambridge.” Li Cheng didn’t forget to mention this key point. “So I have to go to work today and can’t play with you.”

"Brother is amazing too!" Louise exclaimed admiringly.

"It's nothing special, just average," Li Cheng said modestly.

After all, he had to maintain his image as the older brother, so he couldn't be too proud.

Louise asked in confusion, "Then why did you mention it in particular, brother?"

"..."

Li Cheng's lips twitched, and he reached out again to press his hand on Louise's smooth, light red hair, saying earnestly, "There are some things you shouldn't say, even if you know them, understand?"

Compared to her 100% obedient nature when they first met, Louise developed a tendency to talk back occasionally after spending a few days together...

"...Louise, Louise understands."

Louise blinked, seemingly understanding but not quite—in short, she couldn't say anything when her brother wanted her to praise him in the future.

"It's good to know."

Li Cheng nodded with satisfaction.

He thought to himself that he had also taught Louise a great deal of correct knowledge.

Chapter Eighty: The Hound and the Salted Fish

Li Cheng got up satisfied after successfully injecting Louise with a bunch of random stuff.

After a quick wash and breakfast, he changed into a more formal black double-breasted coat, grabbed a small brown briefcase, and left home.

......

Cambridge.

It was only the beginning of the new semester, and after a long year-long vacation, the students on campus were all beaming with enthusiastic smiles, seemingly full of motivation for learning.

However, this state of mind will not last long. Most people's enthusiasm will soon turn into despair for going to class and longing for holidays... Except for a small group of lazy bums and big shots who will continue to maintain their original intentions.

Li Cheng walked through the campus.

He's managed to become somewhat recognizable now; although students don't really recognize him, professors and staff have generally heard of him.

He occasionally encountered familiar professors on the street who gestured and greeted him. He smiled and nodded in response, but didn't say hello—not out of aloofness, but mainly because he couldn't remember their names...

But finally, he bumped into someone whose name he could recall.

Professor Tandy Mitchell.

At this moment, this professor, one of the few with thick hair and a ruddy complexion among them, was squatting under a lush tree, teasing a black dog whose name he didn't know. He would scratch the dog's belly and pat its head, looking quite relaxed.

Li Cheng had a deep impression of Annie's mentor, this old slacker who dared to find an excuse to stand him up.

At first, Li Cheng thought Mitchell disliked him, but after investigating, he found out that Cambridge actually had such an eccentric professor who was always finding ways to slack off.