The Emperor of Qin gave six handsome men

In May, Qin Shan and Qin Chuan's vacation ended. Qin Shan had not yet reached the level of being able to join the army, but as a newlywed, he was reluctant to be separated from his wife, and he had money, so he took his wife with him.

Song Ya looked at Xingfu Street with some reluctance, thinking of what he said when he was a child. In fact, there was nothing different here. If he wanted to live here in the future, he could come anytime.

"Yaya, let's go!"

Song Ya turned around, walked to Qin Shan, and left in the car.

Xuhe went to his own martial arts school. Danlang did not leave with Mingqi this time. He stayed to continue running his own clinic. Yue Xin was still doing business outside. Mi Fu felt relieved and went to Western Xinjiang with Yinghou and Yingbu.

Qin Xingfu is still in the Science City. She knows that education is lagging behind, and she needs to cultivate talents to the best of her ability based on the existing foundation.

One day, Chu Ding came anxiously.

"Sir! I... the great man... he..."

Chu Ding's eyes were red and he was choking with sobs and unable to speak. Qin Xingfu put down what he was doing and went with him to see Zheng Mo.

At this moment, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and he was breathing in more than out.

"Master, the master is here!"

Ian saw them coming and shouted.

Everyone made way for her. Zheng Mo opened his eyes at this time, raised his skinny hand, and Qin Xingfu caught it with both hands.

"I'm here, don't worry, take your time."

"Sir...sir...thank you!"

Hot tears flowed from Zheng Mo's cloudy eyes. They had achieved what the Mohist sages of all generations had pursued. They had also seen and experienced it with their own eyes. Now he could rest in peace in the underworld.

After taking a few long breaths, Zheng Mo continued.

"Sir, the Mo family...will be handed over to Chu Ding in the future, is...is that okay?"

Liang Ting, Lei Tai, Jiang Lou, Qi Ge, and Yian were his disciples, but now he was going to hand over the important task of Mohism to his disciples. Chu Ding was kneeling beside him.

No one complained, and everyone looked at her with grief, even Zheng Mo's family.

Qin Xingfu looked around and then nodded.

"can!"

A smile appeared on Zheng Mo's face, his eyes began to lose focus, and his breathing became rapid.

"That's good. I have lived up to my teacher's trust. This is enough for my whole life!"

Qin Xingfu watched his eyes slowly close and his hands drop.

"Don't worry! Things will get better in the future."

"master!"

"Giant!"

All the Mo family members cried bitterly. Qin Xingfu felt a pain in his heart and walked to the Zheng family.

"Condolences!"

Qin Xingfu walked out of the door. The sun was shining outside, but it was gloomy inside the house. She stood in the yard, letting the sun shine on her to drive away the coldness from her soul.

She thought she could face death calmly, but she still seemed a little afraid. People came and went around her, but in the end, she left alone.

"Mother! Mother!"

Zheng Mo's wife held Zheng Mo's hand after she left.

"Old man, slow down. I can't keep up with you."

When Zheng Wei, Zheng Wu's son, found out, it was too late. Black blood had already flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"My child, I'm afraid... you... your father will be too lonely. We... should be together... for the rest of our lives..."

"Mother! Woo woo ..."

Zheng Wei was also a man in his sixties. Both his parents passed away at the same time. He was so sad that he fainted.

"Junior brother!"

Liang Ting and others supported him. For a while, the Zheng family was in chaos. Zheng Wu had two children. The eldest son passed away in his early years. The youngest son was an ordinary person and took on the responsibility of expanding the family. Now he has only two sons and three daughters, and they have all started their own families and careers.

The descendants of Zheng Mo will have no worries about food and clothing in the future. I hope Chu Ding can stay safe during this disaster of the Mohist school.

Qin Xingfu didn't know how she got home. She just sat by the pond, daydreaming and emptying her mind, watching the fishes swimming around in the pond.

Gongshu Yuan stood behind her holding an umbrella.

"Don't be too sad, it's a happy funeral for him."

Eighty-eight years old is a very old age for people nowadays.

"I'm not sad, I just feel a little emotional. What if one day..."

Gongshu Yuan covered her mouth.

"We are still young and have plenty of time."

He didn't even want to think about the hypothetical situation, he was afraid!

"All right……"

She wanted to give them a vaccination, but they didn't want to listen.

"It's a bit chaotic over there right now, don't you care?"

Some people are dissatisfied with Chu Ding taking over and are making a fuss about it. Gongshu Yuan feels that although the Mohist School is powerful now, there are too many people and there are too many issues involving the distribution of interests.

"This is not something I can interfere with."

A breeze blew and messed up the hair on her forehead, and Gongshu Yuan helped her tidy it up.

"That's enough."

If we retreat any further, our children will have a difficult future.

"it is good!"

Despite the conflict of interests, they all endured and buried Zheng Mo and his wife.

Liang Ting and others already knew Qin Xingfu's attitude and did not attack Chu Ding. As Chu Ding's master, Jiang Lou naturally supported his apprentice wholeheartedly.

Fusu also did not interfere with the changes in the Mohist school. As long as it did not affect the overall situation, he would not ask about it. Qingque was becoming more and more stable, and he was even planning to abdicate.

No matter how the outside world changes, Qin Xingfu always follows her own pace. If her children meet someone they like, she will also spend time to accompany them.

However, one day in class, Qin Xingfu felt palpitations and then broke out in cold sweats.

"Teacher, you..."

The teachers noticed her abnormality and came forward to support her. One student saw her like this and thought she had hypoglycemia, so he gave her the candy in his pocket.

"Teacher, do you have low blood sugar? I have some sugar here."

Qin Xingfu thought he might have low blood sugar as well, and was about to express his gratitude when he felt his nose getting a little hot.

"Teacher...you're bleeding!"

The students looked on in horror, and those who reacted quickly went to call the medical team.

"I……"

As soon as Qin Xingfu opened his mouth, he vomited a large mouthful of blood.

"Woooo...teacher..."

Some girls were scared to tears by her behavior.

"No...it's okay...I..."

Qin Xingfu just wanted to comfort the children, but the blood in her mouth kept increasing and her consciousness began to fade. Before she fainted, she saw Gongshu Yuan running towards her in panic.

At the same time, in Western Xinjiang, Queen Qin felt inexplicably anxious. She originally wanted to go to the kitchen to make some complementary food for her child, but she accidentally cut her hand.

"Ma'am, you are hurt!"

Han Jing saw that she was in a daze, so he quickly washed the wound with water, then found the medicine box and bandaged her.

Queen Qin wanted to cry for no apparent reason. Han Jing thought she was in pain, so he hugged her and comforted her.

"Does it hurt? Let me blow on it. It won't hurt. I'll make the baby's complementary food."

"Han Jing, I...I feel so bad. I suddenly miss my mother."

"Okay, okay, let's go back and I'll make the arrangements. Don't cry!"

Han Jing kissed away the tears from her eyes, feeling extremely distressed.