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Chapter 136: Its all good. The final chapter, the next world: Do you know?

Three months later, Su Mingyu gave birth to a girl, and the happiest thing was Xiaomi. This girl felt that she finally had someone to play with.

When Su Mingyu gave birth, Ms. He Jieying also came. She couldn't put it down when she hugged her granddaughter. She also said that the little one looked exactly like Qin Hao when he was a child. The skin of the newborn baby was wrinkled, and the eyebrows and eyes hadn't even grown yet.

I know how to tell.

Su Mingzhe also came to see that he was not in good condition. After asking, he found out that it was Su Daqiang's Alzheimer's disease that was getting more and more serious. Sometimes when he went out for a walk, he would be unable to find his home.

Su Mingzhe went to find him several times a month. Fortunately, Su Daqiang still remembered where his old house was. The neighbor of the old house found him and called Su Mingzhe.

"Brother, I'd rather send you to a nursing home. Find a higher-end nursing home. We can pay for the expenses." Although Su Mingyu doesn't like to see Su Daqiang, he is his biological father after all, and he doesn't want to see the old man lying dead one day.

street.

Su Mingzhe was still a little hesitant: "We have girls here, so why don't we let our dad live in a nursing home? Isn't that a joke?"

Qin Hao mocked: "Isn't it enough to make people laugh that you have to marry a nanny?"

Su Mingzhe's face suddenly turned dark and he couldn't say a word.

"Okay, brother, we just need to know whether we are filial or not. Why should we care what others say? If you continue like this, you will be dragged to death sooner or later." Su Mingyu persuaded.

"Alas." Su Mingzhe sighed and finally agreed.

A month later, Su Daqiang was sent to a nursing home. The caregivers at the nursing home were not as patient as Su Mingzhe. Isn't it troublesome? He must have been too full, and he would be fine if he was hungry for two meals.

Su Daqiang wanted to complain to Su Mingzhe at first, but unfortunately, the caregivers said that Su Daqiang had forgotten to eat due to his Alzheimer's disease. Su Mingzhe also felt that the old man's memory was getting worse, so he had no suspicion.

Now Su Daqiang can be regarded as a wicked man. The nurse made him eat, bathe, and sleep.

Don't say that Su Daqiang really does this. The nicer you treat him, the more he behaves and the harsher you treat him, the more obedient he becomes. To put it simply, he is a bitch.

After Su Daqiang entered the nursing home, Su Mingzhe's condition improved significantly. He could concentrate on his work and gradually moved into a middle-level leadership position.

Wu Fei, under Qin Hao's cultivation, has also become Qin Hao's agent, taking over Su Mingyu's previous job.

After Su Mingcheng was released, he lived a small life with Zhu Li. However, because he had been in prison, it was difficult to find a suitable job, so he had to start his own business and do some small business. Perhaps after staying in prison for a year, Su Mingcheng

Mingcheng is more stable than before. The income from opening a store is not lower than before working, and his life is getting better and better.

After Su Mingyu gave birth to her child, she seemed to have changed as a person. She was no longer so concerned about her work and gradually turned her attention to her child.

After the girl turned one year old, she completely retired from home to take care of her children and accompany them to grow up.

Perhaps due to the psychological shadow of childhood, Su Mingyu responded to the little girl's requests, making Qin Hao can only play the role of "tiger dad".

It happened that the little girl listened to Qin Hao's words the most since she was a child, and Su Mingyu was very jealous of this.

When the little girl was in junior high school, puberty hit and she started to be rebellious. She often quarreled with Su Mingyu, and Su Mingyu was sometimes so angry that she couldn't even eat.

Qin Hao had no choice but to persuade: "Think about it, when you were in junior high school, did you often quarrel with your mother?"

"How can that be the same? I did it for her own good." Su Mingyu defended.

Qin Hao spread his hands: "You women, you always use the slogan: for your own good, but in fact you are thinking about how to control your children. Think about it, why don't my daughters treat me like this?"

"Humph, that's because she bullies the weak and fears the strong." Su Mingyu said harshly.

Qin Hao was happy: "Then you should try to harden up and stop being so mother-in-law. Don't you think you are living more and more like Zhao Meilan now?"

Su Mingyu's heart tightened, recalling some of her actions, it seemed that she really looked a bit like Zhao Meilan.

From then on, Su Mingyu began to change the way she communicated with her children, and gradually allowed her daughter to have a heart-to-heart relationship with her again.

It was another funeral. Su Daqiang passed away at the age of 82, which was quite normal. He lived in a nursing home for twenty years and was not taken home by Su Mingzhe until the end of his life.

Su Mingcheng and Zhu Li also had a boy, and their life was very prosperous. The couple loved this child very much, but the boy was a bit naughty and even provoked Xiaomi at the funeral.

As a result, his cousin, Qin Hao's daughter Qin Yao, kicked her in the ass. Qin Yao had a good athletic talent since she was a child. Qin Hao also taught her some fighting skills. Children of the same age really couldn't beat her.

Qin Yao and Xiaomi grew up together, and naturally became best friends. They were extremely close, and they didn't separate until Xiaomi was admitted to college.

Time flies, and several decades have passed. Su Mingyu was lying on the bed that day, and suddenly took Qin Hao's hand and said in a hoarse voice.

"Remember the first time we met?"

"Remember, you were quite beautiful at that time. Your face was so tender that you could pinch water. It doesn't look like the bark of an old tree now." Qin Hao said with feigned disgust.

Su Mingyu weakly patted Qin Hao.

"At that time, I was thinking that this person is really annoying. Sure enough, people's first impressions are often right."

"Haha~~~"

The two looked at each other and smiled. Su Mingyu suddenly closed her eyes, and gradually, there was no movement.

Qin Hao sighed, called his daughter, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"Return to the main world."

When Qin Hao woke up in the rental house again, he still felt hungry, so he quickly went downstairs to buy some food to fill his stomach.

"System, how much luck do I have now?"

[System: Deduct 10 luck points for returning to the main world, leaving a balance of 328 points. 】

"What world is next?"

[System: Do you know the world and whether to load it.]

Qin Hao was a little confused. Is this because he was too comfortable in modern times, making it more difficult?

"Not loading yet."

In the next two months, Qin Hao used AlphaGo's analytical skills to increase his capital in the stock market to one million. He also moved out of the original rental house and changed to a better and quieter residence.

, of course, the rent has also increased several times, but this amount of money is nothing to him anymore, the most important thing is to live comfortably.

On this day, Qin Hao ate and drank enough, lay down on the bed, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Open Qiyun Mall."

As usual, start from the last page. The luck points required in the previous pages are really unaffordable.

[Calligraphy Saint's Luck: Be the first to create a style of font, and it can lead to countless future imitations if you use it casually. Required Luck Value: 5000 points.]

[Authentic calligraphy: Proficient in seal script, official script, and regular script. If you write with skill, the required luck points are: 3,000 points.]

[Calligraphy master: proficient in various fonts, unique strokes, required luck value: 1000 points.]

[Calligraphy Celebrity: You can choose a font to be proficient in. With careful training, you can be promoted to a calligraphy master. The required luck value is: 300 points.]

The background of Zhifu is based on the Song Dynasty. This was an era where everyone was inferior but only good at reading. Qin Hao had the existence of an alpha dog and had no problem with his learning ability. His only shortcoming was calligraphy.

In ancient times, calligraphy was a person's appearance. If you couldn't write well, there was basically no hope for the imperial examination.

"Exchange calligraphy celebrities."

[After the exchange is completed, the host can choose the same font proficiency, please choose.]

"Choose a face and body."

The so-called Yan style is actually Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy, which has a square and dense structure, light horizontal strokes and heavy vertical strokes, straight, open and vigorous. Together with Liu Gongquan, it is called "Yan Liu", and there is a saying of "Yan Jin Liu Gu".

【Do you want to load Zhifou World?】

"Loading!"

.......

Bianjing.

The chirping of cicadas seems to have called out the entire midsummer.

In a book school, the sound of children reading could be heard.

"I examine myself three times every day: Have I been unfaithful in my conduct for others? Have I not trusted my friends in my dealings? Have I not been accustomed to spreading the word..."

Qin Hao was bored and kept thinking about it. He came to this world two months ago and merged with the memory of the original owner. He didn't know whether he should be happy or worried at the moment.

Fortunately, this time the system arranged a good birth for him, the legitimate son of Dongchang Houfu, which is the natal family of Gu Tingye's stepmother Xiao Qin in the original drama.

The good thing is that the Dongchang Hou Mansion has been in decline since the death of the old marquis. The original owner's father was a dandy, and the family's money was almost ruined. Qin Hao said he was the legitimate son of the Hou Mansion, but in fact he was in Bianjing.

A place like Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is nothing at all.

"Looks like I still have to rely on myself!" Qin Hao looked at his little arms and legs, which looked like they were in his teens. Fortunately, he still had time to change his destiny.

With such a background as the legitimate son of a marquis, his starting point is much higher than that of a commoner.

"Oh, it's time for school."

In the Qin Family School, as soon as the teacher left, the children in the classroom started cheering.

From ancient times to the present, children have never liked going to school, especially the boring teaching methods like those in ancient times. It is strange that they can like learning. Why continue learning from the saints and create peace for all generations? It is just to gain fame. There is a

Just a good future.

As soon as Qin Hao came out of class, a boy came up to him and eagerly took the book bag from Qin Hao's hand. This thing was similar to a modern school bag and was made of leather. Although the Dongchang Hou Mansion was in decline, it was still very grand.

It's very particular, it's made from a whole piece of bearskin, it's very soft.

"Master, please hurry up and get in the carriage. It's a hot day and it'll be cooler in the carriage." The young man opened the curtain as he spoke, and a chill hit his face. There was actually an ice mirror inside.

Qin Hao couldn't help but shook his head secretly. In ancient times, there was no mature ice-making technology. Ice cubes could only be stored in ice cellars, which were extremely costly. The Dongchang Hou Mansion has reached this stage, and the pomp has not diminished at all. No wonder the life is going well.

difficult.

However, Qin Hao didn't show any pretense and got on the carriage all the way back to Dongchang Hou Mansion.

Generally, the front door of a distinguished residence is called the middle door, which is usually not opened. It is only opened when distinguished guests come, or when there are important ceremonies, such as receiving orders or welcoming a bride.

The carriage Qin Hao was riding in stopped at the side door. It had the memory of the original owner, so Qin Hao didn't have to worry about getting lost.

Along the way, there are pavilions, pavilions, ponds, pavilions, green pines and cypresses, rockeries and strange rocks, flower beds, bonsai, wisteria and green bamboos, all dotted there, creating a luxurious scene of nobles in the Marquis mansion.

Not long after, Qin Hao arrived at the courtyard where he lived. This place was only separated from the backyard by a wall. It was carefully selected by Qin Liu, the head of the Hou family, who is also Qin Hao's current mother. Qin Hao called out here.

Throat, the Qin Liu family over there can rush over, it can be regarded as a deep love for licking the calf.

As soon as Qin Hao came back and his buttocks were still hot, Qin Liu came with a group of servants.

"Brother Hao, are you too hot? You look like your head is sweating..."

Qin Hao was a little embarrassed. Not only was the original owner only ten years old, Qin Liu was only in his early thirties now. At a time when his charm was still there, such an intimate move would inevitably be a little uncomfortable.

"Mother, I have something I want to discuss with you." Qin Hao quickly changed the subject.

Seeing the serious expression on her son's face, Mrs. Qin Liu hurriedly sat upright, but her face was full of smiles, obviously not taking it seriously.

"Oh, what are you planning to discuss with your mother?"

Qin Hao said sternly: "Mother, I don't want to waste time going to clan school..."

"Isn't this bad? If your father knows about it, I'm afraid..." Mrs. Qin Liu thought Qin Hao was acting like a child and didn't want to go to school.

Qin Hao interrupted: "Mother, what I mean is that if you want to find another famous teacher, you don't want to give up school."

Qin Liu looked at Qin Hao in surprise: "Is what Brother Hao said true?"

"Of course it's true!"

"Okay, okay, when your father comes back, I will discuss with him and definitely hire a famous teacher for Brother Hao." Qin Liu agreed wholeheartedly. Although the Dongchang Hou Mansion was in decline, it was still a Hou Mansion after all. Find the Hou Mansion's legitimate son.

It’s not difficult to be a teacher.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After Qin Liu had lunch with Qin Hao, she watched Qin Hao fall asleep before returning to the backyard.

"Go and invite the master back." Qin Liu ordered Mother Fan beside her.

Fan's mother was a little hesitant: "Madam, I am on errand today. Do you want to wait until I come back to discuss it?"

Qin Liu said disdainfully: "What kind of errand? I just got a false position as a city gate secretary. I am not sure which Qinlou Chu Pavilion I am listening to music at now. Is it more important for him to listen to music or my brother Hao's future?"

important?"

"Yes, I will send someone to invite you now." Mother Fan quickly arranged the manpower.

In just one stick of incense, the contemporary Marquis of Dongchang, Qin Junye, came back, his face flushed, obviously he had been drinking a lot.

Qin Liu was very angry when she saw his dissolute appearance: "The Marquis is in such a good mood today!"

Qin Junye held his airs and frowned slightly: "Don't you have something to discuss with me? If you have something to say, just say it. Why bother carrying a gun and a stick!"

"Hmph." Mrs. Qin Liu snorted coldly: "Brother Hao said today that he doesn't want to waste time studying in the clan. He wants to find a famous teacher and take the imperial examination in the future."

"Pfft, what did you say?" Qin Junye thought he heard wrongly.

Qin Liushi repeated it again and said proudly: "I said that Brother Hao has been smart since he was a child. He will definitely be able to be named on the gold medal list and shine on the lintel of his family in the future."

Qin Junye was not as optimistic as she was: "Brother Hao has only been in school for two years. I'm afraid he hasn't even laid a solid foundation in elementary school. Isn't it too early to talk about the title of the gold medal? Maybe it's just a whim? Or maybe it's a matter of ethnic studies.

Did someone get into trouble?"

Qin Liu immediately called Qin Hao's servant over and asked about Qin Hao's recent situation.

The nonchalant answer was: "Reporting to the Marquis, Madam, the young master has made great progress in knowledge recently. Li Juren, a clan scholar, has praised the young master for his intelligence many times."

Mrs. Qin Liu was very satisfied: "I told you that Brother Hao has made great progress, but Lord Marquis still doesn't believe it."

Qin Junye was a little embarrassed. After he dismissed the boy, he was in trouble again.

"Master Marquis, why is this happening? Brother Hao's progress has made things difficult for the Marquis. Doesn't it mean that the Marquis intends to pass on the title to his bastard?" Qin Liu said sarcastically.

Qin Junye glared at her: "What are you talking about? The majestic lady of the Marquis Mansion is not afraid of being laughed at if word spreads!"

Mrs. Qin Liu snorted coldly: "Then who are you showing this gesture to?"

"Ignorant woman, Li Ju is the most upright person. Since he praised Brother Hao, it must be true. In this case, we should hire a real famous teacher for Brother Hao. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of money for Brother Hao?

Brother?" Qin Junye said seriously.

Mrs. Qin Liu's tone softened: "As a father, you still know how to plan for your children."

Qin Junye sighed: "I think about how prosperous the Dongchang Marquis Mansion was when my father was alive. With just a piece of paper, I couldn't invite any famous teacher, but now I have to worry about it."

Complaints are complaints, Qin Junye still worked hard on the issue of his legitimate son's future. He immediately listed a few candidates, and then immediately sent people to contact them. However, these people had either been invited, or they were not sold at all.

The face of the down-and-out prince of Dongchang Hou Mansion refused to come.

"These people are really looking down on others. After all, we are also the prince's mansion, and yet we are so humiliated." Mrs. Qin Liu's eyes turned red with anger.

Qin Junye also had some headaches. The Dongchang Hou Mansion had been completely defeated in his hands. Seeing that his legitimate son was determined to make progress, he naturally placed all his hopes on his legitimate son.

"Let's go, take gifts to Ningyuan Hou Mansion!" Qin Junye gritted his teeth.

The contemporary Marquis of Ningyuan, Gu Yankai, is a leader of the young generation in the military. He is highly regarded and is also a distinguished family in Bianjing City. Although at the same time, the Marquis of Ningyuan, the energy of the Ningyuan Marquis Mansion cannot be matched by the Dongchang Marquis Mansion.

This is also the reason why the Dongchang Houfu wanted to marry Xiao Qin, their direct daughter, to Gu Yankai's wife after the death of Da Qin.

In feudal society, personal will has always been insignificant in the face of the rise and fall of the family.

The couple visited Gu Yankai that afternoon with gifts.

Gu Yankai still had great feelings for the Da Qin family and readily agreed.

"Well, my useless second son is going to Bailudong Academy to study soon. How about asking Brother Hao to go with him?"

Mrs. Qin Liu was still a little hesitant. This Erlang of the Gu family was a well-known libertine. What would she do if she taught her son a bad lesson? Moreover, Bailudong Academy was far away in the south of the Yangtze River, so she was a little reluctant to part with it.

Qin Junye agreed: "Thank you for your consideration."

"Hey, why should you and I be so polite?" Gu Yankai waved his hand.

Back home, Qin Hao happened to be back from school when he was called over by Qin Junye.

When he learned that he was going to Bailudong Academy to study with Gu Tingye, Qin Hao finally figured out the timeline he was in.

Gu Tingye was 16 years old this year. Considering that Gu Tingye was ten years older than Minglan, Minglan was only 6 years old.


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