On the occasion of rebirth Zhou Sui

Chapter 6
In troubled times, it is not new for the gentry to bet on both ends. If they really want to go all the way to the dark, how can there be a family that has survived for hundreds of years.

The Cui family of Boling was represented by San Cui in the Northern Qi Dynasty, and they raised the clan prestige to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Cui family of Qinghe. Now in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, they came from the second house, and the officials worshiped Xiao Situ, Kaifu Yi and the generals After Cui Jishu, Cui Xuanyou took on the important task of clan leader.

Little Situ is the deputy of Big Situ, in charge of the country's land, farmland, population and household registration, and the collection of tribute according to the land classification. This is why Cui Che was able to successfully recover [-] mu of fertile land.

According to seniority, Brother Che had to call Cui Xuanyou his uncle, and his great-grandfather Cui Yu was Cui Xuanyou's grandfather Cui Ting's son-in-law.

The brothers of the Feng family encouraged Mrs. Feng to let Cui Che go to Guanzhong to study with Feng Lun, because they wanted to make friends with Cui Xuanyou through Cui Che.

Cui Che didn't know about the conversation in the hall, he was guided by his servants, finally walked out of the mansion, and saw Cui Zhaorong, Pei Xiu's mother and son who were waiting outside the mansion for the report.

"Aunt! Cousin!"

Cui Che couldn't hide the surprise in his heart, his short legs strode fast, and he threw himself into Cui Zhaorong's arms.

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

Cui Zhaorong exchanged a few words with her cousins, and asked Pei Xiu to salute the six cousins. She was anxious to pay her respects to her mother, so she hurriedly said goodbye to them.

In the living room, Mrs. Feng and Cui Zhaoyi's mother and daughter embraced each other and wept. The sound of wailing was moving.

Seeing that her daughter's eyes were cloudier than her own, recalling her grandson mentioning that her aunt had been sewing and raising him day and night, Madam Feng burst into tears, and she choked up and said:

"You've worked hard all these years."

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

Cui Zhaorong wiped away tears and laughed.

Old Madam Feng tightly held her daughter's hand, she looked at Pei Xiu who was at the side again, and said in her heart:
'What a fine boy to suffer like that. '

Thinking like this, my heart is sour again.

On the same day, Cui Zhaorong and Pei Xiu had dinner in Cui's residence, and Cui Che specially asked Mrs. Feng to order the mutton hot pot prepared by the kitchen.

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

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

He did have a plan to travel to Guanzhong to study, mainly to avoid the chaos that occurred in Hebei three years later.

Originally, he thought that he would enjoy two more years of blessings in the mansion and then it would not be too late to set off, but the brothers of the Feng family were right. Axiu was already thirteen, and she wasted her time in Northern Xinjiang when she should be studying. 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, both he and himself shoulder the mission of revitalizing the family business.

Even if Pei Xiu is infertile, she can still adopt the bloodline from the clan, and there is no possibility of allowing him to rot.

After thinking about it, Cui Che felt that he would have to go to Guanzhong to avoid disaster sooner or later, so why not go with Axiu and Feng Deyi, and take care of each other, besides, he is not good at interpersonal communication, and Feng Deyi, who is a good person, can save a lot of trouble .

"Grandmother, my son thinks what my cousins ​​said is reasonable. Although I am reluctant to part with my grandmother, but as my grandfather's blood, I should forge ahead and regain the glory of my ancestors."

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

"Che'er is determined to learn, and my old age is also gratified, but Che'er does not need to be anxious. I will discuss it with Mrs. Pei tomorrow after I appreciate it with Mrs. Pei."

"Grandma, how about I go to Pei's mansion with you tomorrow?"

Madam 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, it's impossible to call Mrs. Pei to Cui's residence, it's somewhat impolite.

Cui Zhaorong on the side couldn't help laughing, she smiled and said:
"Che'er, it is thanks to His Majesty's grace that we can have today. Now that we have returned to Yecheng, we must thank you face to face."

"Holy face."

Cui Che murmured, and then he felt excited. He was very curious about Yu Wenyong. He killed the Prime Minister as a puppet, and personally opened Yu Wenhu's head. His martial arts and martial arts can be called a hero.

Especially the grace edict made him feel good about the emperor, regardless of whether it was a political show that bought people's hearts or not, if Yu Wenyong hadn't pardoned him, he would still be herding sheep in northern Xinjiang.

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

Madam Feng warned.

Cui Che had not received etiquette training from the sons of the gentry, Madam Feng was worried about this, lest he would offend the emperor.

"Grandmother, don't worry, I will learn from my cousin, what my cousin does, my grandson will do."

After Cui Che finished speaking, 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 grandchildren. Pei Xiu turned her head three times, and while Cui Che waved goodbye, she 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, which was the courtyard of his father Cui Changjun back then.

Cui Che looked at the elegantly decorated room, which was completely different from the former thatched cottage, but he still suffered from insomnia.

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

Isn't it just the lack of Pei Xiu's snoring and stomach grunting?

He and Pei Xiu used to share the same bed, even if they were picked up by Zhao Weng to go south, the two of them would sleep together along the way, now suddenly they are sleeping alone, it is strange to be able to fall asleep.

Coincidentally, in Pei's mansion, Pei Xiu also lay on the bed and sighed:

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

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

Even though I had breakfast with my grandmother, I still dozed off from time to time.

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

The confidant nanny who served beside Mrs. Feng covered her mouth and smiled.

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

"Che'er, don't doze off, hurry up and wash your face after breakfast."

"Yes, grandmother."

Cui Che responded vigorously.

At this time, Cui Che no longer had the excitement of the face saint, he just thought that he could have a good sleep again.

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