Neither the Di family nor the Zhu family cared about Di Zhongliang's funeral, but the Zhu family sent someone to notify Di Weiming, who was recovering from illness, and Di Weiming came forward to handle the matter.
When Di Weiming appeared in Jingzhao Mansion, King Qi personally received him.
Di Weiming looked much older, his hair was gray, and there were many wrinkles on the corners of his eyebrows, like thousands of furrows. Especially when he squinted his eyes to look at King Qi, his eyes had lost their vigor and showed an air of decay.
Di Zhongliang's body was covered with lime, but it already smelled faintly. It had been moved to Yizhuang, and it had not yet been enshrined. It was only placed on a wooden bed. King Qi asked someone to cover him with a new quilt, and then laid it on him.
Not too shabby.
Because he wanted to examine the body, Di Weiming had to go to Yizhuang in person. King Qi made arrangements and he personally accompanied Di Weiming there.
When he was going out, Yu Wenhao happened to come to Jingzhao Mansion. When he saw Di Weiming, he was slightly shocked. How could he have aged so much?
Di Weiming glanced at Yu Wenhao, and the corners of his dry lips curved coldly, "Don't you recognize me, the prince?"
This voice was also very old, with a hint of ridicule.
Yu Wenhao said: "How come you don't know me? I'm just a little older. Everyone gets older."
Di Weiming tried his best to straighten his waist, maintaining his remaining dignity, and walked step by step.
Yu Wenhao called King Qi over and asked, "He is here to collect Di Zhongliang's body?"
King Qi said: "Yes, it was probably Zhu Guogong who notified him. The moment he entered the door, I was frightened. How could he be like this?"
Yu Wenhao said: "You don't have to go in person, just ask someone to take him there."
"It's okay, I'll just go there. This Di Zhongliang is really pitiful." King Qi said.
"Take a few more people." Yu Wenhao knew that he pitied Di Zhongliang and didn't bother to stop him.
"I understand, fifth brother, why did you come here specially?" King Qi asked.
Yu Wenhao said: "It's okay. I'll check something. You go ahead and go back early. You've been worrying about this for so long. If you solve it earlier, you won't have to worry about it all the time."
King Qi hummed, "This Di Zhongliang is really pitiful. Even though he is dead, the Di family is still unwilling to come forward to bury him, for fear of your questioning."
Yu Wenhao didn't want to dwell on this matter and said, "Go ahead."
"Okay!" After King Qi said that, he went down the stone steps.
Yu Wenhao walked inside, thought for a moment, and then looked back at Di Weiming. He slowly got on the carriage, his movements were very clumsy, and he looked like he was seriously ill. Thinking of his majesty back then and his downfall today.
, Yu Wenhao really feels that one should not be too arrogant in life.
After getting on the carriage, Di Weiming's hand slowly pulled down the curtain, and a pair of cold eyes came out from the gap in the slowly falling curtain, like lightning.
Yu Wenhao stood with his hands behind his hands and watched the carriage slowly turn away.