On the occasion of rebirth Zhou Sui

Chapter 578 Returning to Beijing Hastily
In Shangshu Province, Cui Qiji, who was staying in Jinyang Jianguo, suddenly sneezed several times.

Attracting Shang Shu Ling Fang Xuanling looked sideways and said:
"Did the prince catch a cold? Come, call the imperial doctor."

Cui Qiji didn't stop him. When he first went to the battlefield, he spared his life, but in his daily life, influenced by his father Cui Che, he cherished his body.

"Thank you Fang Lingjun."

Cui Qiji thanked him.

It's just that when the imperial doctor came to examine Cui Qiji's pulse, he found that his pulse was stable, rhythmic and powerful, and he didn't seem to be sick.

As for the reason for Cui Qiji's sneezing, it is still unclear.

Let's talk about Cui Che, when he brought Cui Youzhi back to Ji County, Yang Lihua looked at her grandson's black and thin appearance, but it made her feel very distressed.

After hearing what happened to him during this time, Yang Lihua cried:
"Badger has been rich and well-clothed since he was a child, how could he have suffered such hardships?"

Cui Che didn't take it seriously and said:
"It's all in the past, why are you crying?"

Yang Lihua glared at him:
"I cry for His Majesty's cruel heart."

Cui Youzhi comforted:
"Grandma, don't blame the grandfather. My grandson has learned a lot from this experience, so my grandson thinks that grandpa should also experience it."

Yang Lihua was skeptical, while Cui Youzhi secretly winked at Cui Che, while Cui Che held back a smirk.

After inspecting the northern border, Cui Che had no reason to stay in Ji County, and drove southwards from Youzhou while the people in the city watched him.

All the counties and states along the way were greeted by the people.

When passing through Anping County, Dingzhou, Cui Che took Cui Youzhi to show their faces in front of the clansmen, paid homage to the ancestral ancestral hall, and went to the ancestral graves, pointing to the tombs of close relatives, and introduced their identities to Cui Youzhi.

Even for these people, he has met his grandmother Cui Fengshi.

When Cui Che's guard of honor went to Xiangzhou, Cui Che suddenly received the bad news from Jinyang that his aunt Cui Zhaorong was running out of time, and the Duke Yu's mansion had followed her orders and was preparing for the funeral.

Cui Zhaorong was nearly eighty years old, and in ancient times when seventy could be called a rare year, he was already a long-lived.

For this day, Cui Che had long been mentally prepared, but when he actually heard the news, he still felt as if his heart was being pierced.

He immediately interrupted his patrol and returned to Jinyang in a hurry, even feeling that it was too slow to go with the large army.

Cui Che left his family behind and led a thousand riders alone. He hurried back to Jinyang via Jingxing, wearing the stars and the moon, and it only took him more than ten days.

But he came back late after all, the mansion of Duke Yu was already covered with white cloth.

Cui Che's eyes were bloodshot. He was already exhausted. Seeing the arrangement of Duke Yu's mansion, he naturally knew that Cui Zhaorong had not waited for him.

If it wasn't for Changsun Wuji's quick eyesight and quick hands to support him, Cui Che almost passed out on the ground.

Cui Che regained his strength and said in a deep voice:

"I'm not old, I don't need help!"

Changsun Wuji had no choice but to let go, Cui Che staggered into Duke Yu's mansion, the guests saw him and knelt down to salute.

Cui Che turned a deaf ear and walked towards the mourning hall like a walking corpse.

Prince Cui Qiji and his attendant Pei Xiu greeted him.

Cui Che looked at Cui Qiji's haggard face, a flash of comfort flashed in his heart, and then looked at the emaciated Pei Xiu, Cui Che could no longer hold him tightly and cry bitterly.

Everyone in the mourning hall was kicked out, leaving only Cui Che and Pei Xiu. Even the prince Cui Qiji had to wait outside.

Cui Che knelt down in front of Cui Zhaorong's coffin, burning paper money and asked:

"Did aunt leave peacefully?"

Pei Xiu burned paper money with him, and replied:
"He passed away in his sleep, without pain."

"Did she ever think of me?"

"I've been thinking about you, and I'm also thinking about Le'er (Pei Le)."

"My aunt is old. I should stay in Jinyang and not let Leer go to Yongzhou."

"Mother won't blame you."

"I know."

After Cui Che finished speaking, the two were silent for a while, and Cui Che asked again:

"When will Le'er come back?"

Pei Xiu replied:
"The news has been sent, I'm afraid it's still a few days away."

There was another silence, for a long time, only the sound of two sobbing in low voices remained in the mourning hall.

When Cui Che came to this world, it was Cui Zhaorong who had been taking care of him.

It is said that they are aunts and nephews, but they are like mother and son.

When Cui Che was the Prime Minister of the Eastern Sui Dynasty, he had already given Cui Zhaorong the title of Junjun. After Cui Zhaorong's death, Cui Che specially appointed Mrs. Guo and named Mrs. Yu Guo.

Cui Zhaorong's funeral was held in a very grand manner. At the time of the funeral, Cui Che carried out the funeral in a chariot and a yellow house, and mobilized tens of thousands of soldiers to escort him in formation.

All the systems of the funeral are benchmarked against Huo Guang, the power minister of the Western Han Dynasty.

Huo Guang's contribution to the Western Han Dynasty is well known all over the world, but Cui Zhaorong, a woman of the generation, did not have an inch of merit, but enjoyed such a high standard of courtesy, which naturally aroused heated discussions among the people.

When Cui Che went out for the funeral, he dispatched the crown prince Cui Qiji, holding a mourning stick, to see Cui Zhaorong off.

Cui Zhaorong's funeral was of a high standard, but there were not many funeral objects. When she gave orders to future generations, she told Pei Xiu to have him buried lightly.

Naturally, Cui Che would not disobey his aunt's last wish, and he did not want to attract the prying eyes of tomb robbers because of the rich burial objects.

Pei Xiu, Cui Qiji and Pei Le who hurried back escorted Cui Zhaorong's coffin to Wenxi County. Cui Zhaorong was obviously going to be buried with Pei Xiu's late father.

Just like Cui Che's grandmother was buried in the Cui family's ancestral grave, not the Feng family's ancestral grave.

The reason why Cui Che did not go to see it off in person was because Cui Zhaorong's death had dealt him a big blow. Cui Che was overly sad and exhausted physically and mentally. He is now recuperating in Daming Palace, and state affairs continue to be handled by Fang Xuanling and others.

Seeing Cui Che like this, ministers headed by Fang Xuanling came forward to comfort him, but none of them had any effect.

Cui Che was immersed in the grief of Cui Zhaorong's death, unable to extricate himself.

Even Yang Lihua, Yang Awu, Cui Youzhi and others who returned to Jinyang could not bring him any comfort.

On this day, Mrs. Gao took care of Cui Che's daily life in the side hall, and Guanyin's servant girl also came with her. She held a water basin and asked:
"Father, can you let your daughter wash up for you today?"

The scruffy bearded Cui Che suddenly felt his scalp itching after Guanyin's servant said so, he nodded and said:

"sorry to bother you."

Maid Guanyin was used to her stepfather being gentle and polite, so she wasn't too surprised. She washed Cui Che's hair skillfully.

Gao Shi on the side watched this scene with complicated emotions.

Knowing a daughter is like a mother, she just pretended not to know what her daughter was thinking, once this kind of thing was exposed, how could her daughter have the face to appear by her side.

Guanyin's handmaid's technique is as comfortable as ever.

The palace maid came out of the palace with the sewage, and the Guanyin maid held a towel in her small hand and patiently rubbed Cui Che's hair dry.

She found a strand of white hair growing from Cui Che's temple, and Cui Che also found it in the bronze mirror.

When combing her hair into a bun, Guanyin's servant girl wanted to cover it up, Cui Che shook her head and said:
"No need to hide, people will always grow old."

　I'm still confused, so I'll take another day off tonight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)