Behind me, old employees from Fangzhou of the Shenbing Department rushed towards me quickly carrying stretchers.
Behind this group of people, there followed countless people from Fangzhou, the headquarters, and the Tianjia Army.
Among them was Ye Buyi, who had just returned and was the first new employee in the late Fangzhou era and also the last employee.
"Child Master, hurry up. Mr. Shi refuses to lose his temper."
"Old Shi doesn't want to close his eyes!"
The cry of heartbreak came, and I almost fainted from the pain!
When I rushed to the stretcher, I couldn't hold it any longer and sat up straight. I wiped my hands desperately to hold Shi Lao's hand.
"Old Shi. I am the child teacher."
As soon as he caught Shi Lao's hand and called him out, Shi Lao's dull and muddy eyes closed on their own.
The last breath hanging in my mouth rushed towards me, hitting me right in the face.
"I'm so angry!"
"Teacher Tong is angry with Mr. Shi."
"Close your eyes."
"Shi Lao closed his eyes."
Countless people in Fangzhou were crying, howling, and neighing.
Countless people knelt on the ground, shed tears and howled bitterly.
The cry was loud!
On the stretcher, Mr. Shi looked calm and calm, not like he was dead, but like he was sleeping.
A generation of Tiantuan national warriors fell.
He died at the age of eighty-nine!
My heart was cut by a knife, filled with sadness, and I held Old Shi's hands tightly with both hands. Staring deeply at Mr. Shi, he repeated the promise he had made to Mr. Shi in his mind.
Holding back the severe pain that was killing my heart and liver, I took a deep breath and said, "The mourning hall is right here."
Zhao Lianping, Sun Jingxun and the others looked at me in surprise, almost unable to believe their ears: "Master Tong."
"The sword bearer."
I glared at him with a straight face and yelled ferociously, "Don't you even have fucking ears?"
"Take the mourning hall!"
"It takes an hour."
At this moment, a bald man suddenly appeared from the crowd, raised a loudspeaker and shouted loudly: "Everyone who is not dead must obey the orders of the sword holder."
"The team of welders and fitters will build the mourning hall immediately."
"The logistics team is divided into three groups, one for the farm, one for the procurement, and one for..."
"The engineering team was divided into two groups, and they quickly filled the holes dug by themselves for the sword holders."
"The other batch smoothed the road."
"The food group is still there."
"Everything else should be cut off by Mr. Shi."
Tu Laoliang, who had not seen him for a long time, climbed up to a high place while walking, and shouted in a convincing voice: "Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, 40,000 people from Fangzhou brothers and sisters will come to Yan to pay their respects to Mr. Shi. We must make preparations." .”
"One word. Don't fucking embarrass Fangzhou."
"In Fangzhou, our flesh and blood are gone, but our bones and soul are still there!"
"Why the hell are you still standing there?"
"You don't even want a fucking house?"
"Do you still listen to the sword bearer's orders?"
"Go to your fucking work!"
In the end, it was Tu Laoliang's speech that ended everything.
Not only did it make all the old Fangzhou employees on the scene move into action, but it also completely resolved this heaven-defying catastrophe involving thousands of people.
After that, Tu Laoliang went into the Steel Seam Warehouse and said something to Master Wu. When I entered the Steel Seam Warehouse again, Master Wu only said three words to me.
"The final battle. That's it."
"Take good care of those mechanical equipment."
"I will not attend Mr. Shi's memorial service. You should do your duty as a sword bearer."
Afterwards, Master Wu closed the warehouse door.
It was not until the foot-thick pure steel door was closed for a long time that the detained general managers crawled out of the Fangzhou family area.
But in the central foundation pit, Su Hongtao and his group were not so lucky.
I don’t know whether it was deliberately forgotten or deliberately dealt with. Su Hongtao and his group
I spent the entire night huddled in waist-deep puddles.
At night in Yandu in late October, the lowest temperature was no more than seven or eight degrees Celsius.
Su Hongtao, who had been soaking in the puddle all night, was not allowed to come out until the next day. He had completely lost his appearance.
With ready-made equipment, Mr. Shi's mourning hall was built that night.
I also welcomed the first person in charge of the funeral committee since Zhijian Fangzhou.
In accordance with relevant procedures, contact relevant personnel from the Academy of Sciences, Tianjia Army, headquarters and other units to formulate various charters for implementation.
Shi Lao's fall was just the beginning.
Next, there will be another battle that is fiercer and more tragic than the battle in the family area.
No one knows the outcome of this war.
I don't know either.
That is to say, starting from this evening, old employees from Fangzhou arrived in Yan from various provinces.
Originally, these old employees came to participate in the battle to defend the family area, but I suppressed the turmoil forcefully, and they changed from support to condolences.
Of course, I was wronged again.
He spent his own money to arrange food and lodging for Jinyan employees.
In the next two days, no less than 20,000 old Fangzhou employees from all over the country arrived in Yandu, spending millions every day.
The obituary notice of Shi Lao's death was issued, but it had no impact on the Internet.
This is normal.
In today's society, the death of a national scholar who has never seen any published works is of no importance at all.
Only those who truly understand understand what an irreparable loss the death of Mr. Shi is to China.
Mr. Shi had many last wishes during his lifetime, all of which were about the motherland and the public family, without mentioning anything about himself.
According to the regulations and procedures, Mr. Shi was eligible to be buried in Baoshan after his cremation.
But the four sword-holders in front of Fangzhou are all buried in Fangzhou Garden, so Mr. Shi’s final resting place is also there. Read the book
I don't know if I will be able to enter Fangzhou Garden in the future, but I am sure that there is one person who will never be able to enter.
That is Ma Zhongchao!
As the former sword holder and half of Mr. Shi's student, it stands to reason that even if Ma Goudan is not on the list of the funeral committee, he will still stand firm in the mourning hall to the end.
But in fact, Ma Goudan just showed up in a hurry and left on the second day after the mourning hall was set up.
It's not that Ma Goudan doesn't want to stay, but that he is just too unpopular
