On the occasion of rebirth Zhou Sui

Chapter 6 Can’t sleep at night

Author: He Tiantian from Lotus Picking

Chapter 6 Can’t sleep at night

In troubled times, it is nothing new for nobles to bet on both ends. If they really want to go all the way, how can there be a clan that has survived for hundreds of years?

In the Northern Qi Dynasty, the Boling Cui family was represented by San Cui, who raised the clan's prestige to be on par with the Qinghe Cui family. In the Northern Zhou Dynasty, they were from the second family, worshiped as Xiao Situ, and opened the mansion with the generals.

Cui Xuanyou took on the important role of clan leader after Cui Jishu.

The Little Situ was the deputy to the Great Situ, and was in charge of the country's land acres, population and household registration, and the collection of tribute according to land classification. This is why Cui Che was able to successfully recover 50,000 acres of fertile land.

According to seniority, Brother Che has to call Cui Xuanyou his uncle. His great-grandfather Cui Yuzhi is the eldest brother of Cui Xuanyou's grandfather Cui Ting. The so-called eldest brother is the descendant of his uncle who is younger than himself.

The Feng brothers encouraged Mrs. Feng to let Cui Che accompany Feng Lun on a study tour in Guanzhong, in order to make acquaintance with Cui Xuanyou through Cui Che.

Cui Che was unaware of the conversation in the hall. He was led by his servants and finally walked out of the mansion. He saw Cui Zhaorong, Pei Xiu's mother and son waiting outside the mansion.

"Aunt! Cousin!"

Cui Che couldn't hide his surprise, his short legs moved very fast, and he threw himself into Cui Zhaorong's arms.

The three of them had a conversation outside the mansion, and then entered the mansion together with Cui Che. They met the Feng brothers in the corridor. It turned out that they did not want to disturb the meeting between Mrs. Feng and Cui Zhaorong's mother and daughter, so they said goodbye after explaining their purpose of coming.

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Cui Zhaorong chatted with his cousins ​​for a few words, and then asked Pei Xiu to salute the six cousins. She was anxious to pay homage to her mother, so she hurriedly said goodbye to them.

In the living room, Mrs. Feng and Cui Zhaoyi, mother and daughter, hugged each other and cried, and the sound of wailing was moving.

Seeing that her daughter's eyes were even cloudier than her own, and recalling her grandson's mention that his aunt worked day and night to sew and raise him, Mrs. Feng burst into tears, and she choked with sobs:

"Thank you for your hard work these years."

"My daughter is not suffering. I can see my mother again in this life, and I can see Xiu'er. Che'er is out of the bitter cold place. It's not too late to be happy."

Cui Zhaorong wiped away her tears and smiled.

Mrs. Feng held her daughter's hand tightly. She looked at Pei Xiu aside and thought to herself:

'What a good boy, but he suffered like that.'

Thinking like this, my heart felt sour again.

That day, Cui Zhaorong and Pei Xiu had dinner at Cui Mansion. Cui Che specially asked Mrs. Feng to order the kitchen to prepare mutton hot pot.

While waiting for the meal, Mrs. Feng mentioned the study tour mentioned by the Feng brothers and asked Cui Che what he thought.

Cui Che didn't expect that his grandmother would actually care about the opinions of a seven-year-old like him. He felt respected, which also made him feel closer to Mrs. Feng in his heart.

He did have plans to travel to Guanzhong to study, mainly to avoid the chaos that would happen in Hebei three years later.

Originally, he thought that it would not be too late to enjoy two more years in the mansion before setting off, but what the Feng brothers said was indeed true. Axiu was already thirteen, and he was wasting his time in northern Xinjiang when he should be studying at a good age.

There can be no further delay.

Presumably Mrs. Pei would be persuaded to let Axiu go with Feng Lun, that is, Feng Deyi. After all, he and she both shoulder the mission of revitalizing the family business.

Even if Pei Xiu is infertile, he can still adopt the bloodline from the clan, and there is no possibility that he will be allowed to die.

After thinking about it, Cui Che felt that he would have to go to Guanzhong to avoid trouble sooner or later. It would be better to go with Axiu and Feng Deyi so that they could take care of each other. Besides, he was not good at interpersonal communication. Having Feng Deyi as a person could save a lot of things.

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"Grandma, I think what my cousins ​​said is reasonable. Although I don't want to be separated from my grandmother, as a bloodline of my grandfather, I should work hard to restore the glory of my ancestors."

It is naturally impossible for Mrs. Feng to follow her to Guanzhong. Such a large family property must be guarded by someone.

"Che'er is determined to learn, and I am very happy about it. However, there is no need to worry about Che'er. I will wait until Mrs. Pei and I review her tomorrow before making further arguments."

"Grandma, can I go to Pei Mansion with you tomorrow?"

Mrs. Feng asked back:

"When did I say I was going to Pei Mansion?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to discuss it with Mrs. Pei?"

Cui Che wondered and said, it is impossible to call Mrs. Pei to Cui Mansion. This would be somewhat rude.

Cui Zhaorong on the side couldn't help laughing. She smiled and said:

"Che'er, we are here today thanks to His Majesty's grace. Now that we have returned to Yecheng, we can thank you in person."

"Mian Sheng."

Cui Che murmured, and then his heart became excited. He was curious about Yu Wenyong. He killed the powerful prime minister as a puppet and opened Yu Wenhu's head with his own hands. His martial arts and martial arts skills were worthy of being called a hero.

Especially the benevolent edict made him feel good about the emperor. Regardless of whether it was a political show to win people's hearts, if Yu Wenyong hadn't pardoned him, he would still be herding sheep in northern Xinjiang.

"Che'er, when you meet the emperor tomorrow, you must not lose etiquette in front of him."

Mrs. Feng warned.

Cui Che had not received any etiquette training from nobles, and Mrs. Feng was worried about this, fearing that he would anger the emperor.

"Grandma, don't worry. I will learn from my cousin. Whatever my cousin does, my grandson will do it."

After Cui Che said this, he winked at Pei Xiu.

After dinner, Cui Zhaorong and Pei Xiu's mother and son were sent out of the house by Cui Che's grandparents and grandsons. Pei Xiu turned around three times at a step. As Cui Che waved goodbye, he finally boarded the carriage and disappeared at the end of the street.

Back at the mansion, Mrs. Feng had already arranged a residence for Cui Che. It was the courtyard of his father Cui Changjun.

Cui Che looked at the elegantly decorated room. It was completely different from the thatched house in the past, but he still couldn't sleep.

He tossed and turned on the bed, always feeling that something was missing.

But isn’t it just that Pei Xiu’s snoring and stomach gurgling are missing?

He and Pei Xiu were used to sharing the same bed. Even after being picked up by Zhao Weng and going south, they slept together along the way. Now they were suddenly sleeping alone, and it was strange to be able to fall asleep.

Coincidentally, in the Pei Mansion, Pei Xiu was also lying on the bed and sighing:

"Without the sound of A Che's teeth grinding, how can I sleep like this?"

The next day, in the early morning, Cui Che, who finally fell asleep, was awakened by Mrs. Feng. He was still confused and didn't know how the maids dressed him up and changed his clothes.

Even after having breakfast with my grandmother, I still dozed off from time to time.

"I'm afraid that the young master has changed the environment and is not used to it for a while. He didn't sleep well last night."

The confidant who was serving Mrs. Feng covered her mouth and smiled.

Mrs. Feng also felt sorry for her grandson, but she had already made an agreement with the Pei family to thank her today, and there was no time to delay.

"Che'er, don't fall asleep. Have breakfast quickly and then wash your face."

"Yes, grandma."

Cui Che braced himself and responded.

At this time, Cui Che no longer had the excitement of meeting the saint, and he just wanted to have a good sleep again.

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(End of chapter)