It was almost noon, and the Marquis of Huayin Zhao Shijiang, dressed as a civilian, went all the way to Huilin Courtyard in the north of the city. He turned over and dismounted in front of the gate, and was welcomed into the courtyard by a monk who was a guest.

Huilin Courtyard is not a famous temple in the capital, and it does not occupy a large area. The main hall is worshipped by Guanyin Bodhisattva, so there is no plaque of the Main Hall hanging on it.

The monk from Zhike led General Zhao Shijiang past the hall, but stopped at the door. Zhao Shijiang was in a bad mood and frowned, pulled the corners of his mouth down, and raised the corners of his eyes.

The monk from Zhike smiled and said, "The statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva in my courtyard was welcomed from Putuo, which is the most effective. The young monk saw that Huayin Hou was worried now, and he must have thoughts. Why not respect a stick of incense and ask the Bodhisattva for blessings, and he can also get peace of mind."

Zhao Shijiang stared at the smile with a smile on his face. The obscene monk looked at him, but he went into the hall without saying a word and threw a stick of incense and then came out.

Following Zhike Monk to the backyard, Zhao Shijiang said coldly: "I have been lucky these days. If I can turn my luck, I will fulfill my wish."

"Huayin Hou is a man with great blessings. He is protected by gods and Buddhas. Today, he respects Bodhisattvas, and he should not say that he should have happy faith."

The monk said good things all the way and led Zhao Shijiang to the door of a Zen room in the backyard. The door of the Zen room was creaking and opened, and a middle-aged man of thirty-five or sixty and a white-bearded monk wearing a cassock walked out.

The old monk was the abbot of the courtyard. When the guest monk saw him, he retreated aside. The old monk clasped his head to Zhao Shijiang and bowed: "Huayin Marquis, the little monk is polite."

The middle-aged man stood on the steps and laughed loudly, "Sany, you're late."

"I received a post from Uncle Ninety-seven yesterday, but I didn't dare to delay it today. It's not yet afternoon, and Uncle Ninety-seven has arrived early." Zhao Shijiang bowed to the middle-aged man first, but he didn't say anyone. He turned his head and returned the politeness to the old monk, "Master Shouduan, General Zhao Shijiang is polite."

The abbot, Monk Shouduan, invited the two of them into the meditation room and poured tea for them himself, "Duke Ye, Marquis of Huayin, please ask the two to sit for a while, and the wine and meal will be delivered soon. The monk is inconvenient to disturb him, so he will leave first." Then he left the door.

The furnishings in the Zen room are very simple, and the tables and chairs are all horizontal and vertical lines, without any extra patterns, only a faint sandalwood scattered in the incense burner.

Zhao Shijiang did not let his companion come in to serve. In the room, he and Zhao Zonghan, the Duke of Ye Kingdom sitting opposite him. After drinking all the tea in the cup in one gulp, Zhao Shijiang picked up the teapot and poured another cup for himself.

"Uncle Ninety-seven, there are no other guests today?" Zhao Shijiang asked.

"I'll invite you one of Sanyi." Zhao Zonghan said with a smile.

The Taizu lineage is the generation of De Wei Congshi, and Zhao Shijiang is the great-grandson of Taizu's legitimate lineage. Taizong's lineage is Yuan Yun Zongzhong, and Zhao Zonghan is the great-grandson of Taizong. The two have twice the generations. Zhao Zonghan himself ranks ninety-seven among his peers. Even though Zhao Shijiang is five or six years older, he has to say "Uncle Ninety-seven".

When it comes to being in kinship, the two are actually very distant, but when it comes to being familiar, they often meet each other. However, it only took half a year for the horse racing league to become really familiar.

Zhao Zonghan was involved in Cuju and the racecourse, but Zhao Shijiang happened to be the leader of the Jockey Club among the many royal families. Only he cared about face the most, and came out to support the Jockey Club and did the leader with dignified performance. Unlike Qiyun General Club, although the owner of each team is qualified to be the leader of the meeting and the vice-chairman in the General Club, the royal family members who have the team always sent agents to come forward. He did not say that he had come forward and drank several times, and his friendship scored three or five points.

After drinking two cups of tea, he relieved his thirst. The abbot monk led a few beautiful little monks to deliver a vegetarian food.

In late autumn, there are families near Jiajing who grow vegetables through hot springs, and there are also many vegetables, including dried bamboo shoots, tofu, vegetarian chicken, and vegetarian meat. There are seven or eight dishes, which is not a small amount for the two of them.

This Huilinyuan is a good vegetarian restaurant, but it is not very famous and the incense is not very popular. It is just that quietness also has the benefits of quietness. In addition, it is a big restaurant with people coming and going, and even if you choose a private room, it is not convenient to speak.

The plain porcelain cup was filled with rice wine. It was not distilled or stored in the cellar. It was served after brewing. It was a very light-tasting vegetarian wine. Although it was sieve, it was still a little turbid. From the diet, it could be seen that the monks in Huilin Courtyard were still abide by the rules and were much better than the flower monks who married and ate meat in Daxiangguo Temple.

The dishes and wine taste good, but Zhao Shijiang didn't think that Zhao Zonghan was treating guests today to drink and eat dishes. But when he was about to speak, Zhao Zonghan always advised him to drink: "Drink and eat dishes first. Although the cooking skills of the chef in Huilinyuan are not as good as those of Daxiangguo Temple and Baoci Temple, they are not bad."

After three rounds of wine, Zhao Zonghan put down his glass and chopsticks and looked more serious. "Sanyi, I won't say much about the scene. Today I am placing wine in Huilin Courtyard. I must know what I want to say. I wonder what you think of Sanyi? Can you tell me directly?"

"Since the 97th uncle asked my nephew to say it directly, I will follow everything. But I still want to ask first, is Qiyun General Club going to accept his fate for this time?" Zhao Shijiang said directly and said, "If this is true, my leader of the Horse Racing General Club will not be inconvenient to interfere in Qiyun General Club."

"I have never thought about accepting my fate or something. But this time, it is not a matter of one family. I have to let go of my opinion for a while."

"Isn't this a family matter?" Zhao Shijiang grinned, "Uncle Ninety-seven, shouldn't he just want to charge for Qiyun's headquarters with this sentence?"

Zhao Shijiang's words were so straightforward that they were rude, but Zhao Zonghan did not feel the anger he deserved. As long as Zhao Shijiang was willing to sit down and speak, it was already half successful. The remaining half depends on Zhao Zonghan's persuasion.

"If you just want to catch the suspect, it will have nothing to do with it. But now the Censorate wants to take the pretext of gathering the crowd and attack the Cuju League, which is not that simple."

Although it was natural for the Censorate to act for this matter, the face of Zhao Shijiang, the Marquis of Huayin, suddenly became much ugly, and he felt that the reflection of the plain porcelain vessels on the table was very dazzling. As a descendant of Emperor Taizu, he always knew what to do to reassure Zhao Guangyi's descendants, but it seemed difficult for him to do something reassuring to do.

"Uncle Ninety-seven," Zhao Shijiang said in a deep voice: I believe you also know how much benefit I have gained from this horse racing league will take out. If I lose this money, I will not be able to pass the year end of the year."

Zhao Zonghan nodded with satisfaction, "Thanks to Sany, you, if it were someone else, you wouldn't be so generous. Unfortunately, the Censorate didn't care about anything this time, just caring whether it could get what you want."

There is nothing to say about relying on the mountains to eat the mountains and relying on the water to eat the water. If someone refuses to give up on this, Zhao Shijiang would not swallow this breath.

"The royal family has lost their dignity, and the official family is not good-looking. Not to mention anything else, even if the farmhouses below compete with the neighboring village, the clan leader must also make a comeback. The same clan is the same, and one rich and one rich, but no matter how big the difference is, it must maintain the most basic decent. After all, the thousands of us are also descendants of Xuanzu. Two years ago, the court cut off more than half of the money and food without even asking questions, and many royal families have seized jade certificates. At present, more than one family has relied on Cuju and horse racing to support the scene. If the league is defeated, would we ask our Zhao family to beg for food?"

As Zhao Shijiang said, his anger came quickly. He slapped the table, and the wine cups and chopsticks jumped around, even the warm wine shaking a few times, almost falling down. He was a famous hot temper in the royal family. When he got angry, even his ex-boy and current Duke Pu Guoguo were unwilling to face it directly.

"If any censor dares to discuss the horse racing, I will go to Taimiao to cry to Taizu Taizong! I endured Wang Anshi back then, because the national treasury had no money or grain, and I wanted to share my worries. Now that the money is piled in the warehouse, the rope is about to be broken; rice and wheat are stored in the grain stockpile, and even the shells are rotten. Just using money can kill all the Liao people and take away the food of our poor people. Can the ancestors and ancestors be present, but can they see it?"

Zhao Shijiang didn't have much contact with the popular King Pu lineage. Only Zhao Zonghan in front of him has a common hobby, but he is more familiar with others. This time, the two made an appointment in an unappealing temple. They were both a family, with similar interests. There was no element of avoiding what they said in private, and there was no need to worry about them when they spoke.

Zhao Zonghan nodded and agreed, "Every year, my Duke, even if the official rewards, is only more than a hundred taels of gold, more than a thousand taels of silver, and hundreds of thousands of silk. What can this be saved?! The daughter's dowry can't be paid for! If the league is really banned this time, can we still expect the official family to share the inner treasury with us?"

"The lips are gone and the teeth are cold. The Horse Racing General Club will cooperate with the Qiyun General Club this time. Uncle Ninety-seven should be relieved."

"It is indeed a happy event for the Horse Racing General Association to cooperate, so it is hard to say that it is safe." Zhao Zonghan smiled bitterly: "Zhang Shangying couldn't get along with Han Gang the previous two times, and the official did not stand by him and did not send anyone to punish Zhang Zhizhong's crime. He probably made up his mind to bite Han Gang if he had the chance. With Han Gang's strength, maybe he would really go to the two palaces for him."

What does it mean to disturb each other in a different way? No matter how high the status is, how powerful the power is, or how respected by the emperor, there must be someone in the court who sings the opposite tune with him.

As long as there is a reasonable position, the court officials can be unable to get along with Han Gang for many years. When Han Gang is in office, he will most likely be promoted just to suppress Han Gang. Not to mention others, Cai Que, the assistant minister of the government, started to be valued by the emperor since he scolded Wang Anshi. Since it is only a matter of time before Han Gang said that it is only a matter of time before he can be promoted to the two governments, it is actually reasonable for Zhang Shangying to be a party who is disturbing each other.

"What does Qiyun General Club plan to do?" Zhao Shijiang didn't believe that Qiyun General Club had no prior plans for this matter.

"If the culprit of the troublemaker is not arrested, this matter will not be over. But on the other hand, if the case can be closed quickly, the rest will be a verbal war. Whoever wins and loses depends on which side the official family is on." Zhao Zonghan looked at Zhao Shijiang with a bright look. The last step must be relied on the royal family, and Zhao Shi, who is well-known, will do it in the future.

Zhao Shijiang's eyes froze: "In other words, as long as the case is closed..."

Zhao Zonghan nodded affirmatively: "Just close the case."
Chapter completed!