Long chains of amber form a honey-colored beaded curtain.

The curtain hangs deeply, dividing the hall in two.

There was no one else outside, only a faint frankincense diffused in the room, and a few high-nosed and deep-eyed orchids were silently guarding the door.

Behind the curtain, there was a different scene.

There were no objects taller than three feet tall in the room. Six or seven people sat or lay on soft couches, and the floor was covered with heavy felt from the Western Regions, which occupied most of the floor in the room. In each person's hand was a golden cup made by a famous Persian craftsman, red as blood, and it was the finest wine. A gold platter with snacks like dates and raisins at hand.

The interior of the room is completely decorated in imitation of the style of the Great Food, which may be a little different from the real Great Food style, but it is enough to fool the people of the Great Song Dynasty.

This is the lounge of the Champion Club in the racecourse, and only Club members are allowed to set foot in the room.

For everyone in the room, the cries of the tens of millions of spectators outside the door could no longer make their blood boil.

No one will refuse a title and it's a matter of face. But they came to the racecourse not so much to watch the race, but to give them a place to interact with each other.

"The Son of Heaven is going to accept the queen?"

Zhao Shi shook his hand, and the wine in the golden cup spilled out. The red liquor suddenly stained the carpet red.

The red on the carpet was like blood, and Zhao Shien felt blood dripping from his heart.

Such a huge wool carpet, one zhang wide and two zhang long, could only be transported by ship by sea, and its price was comparable to that of gold of equal weight. The wind and waves were high and turbulent along the way, and they were all carefully cared for. But after this glass of wine, if it is not cleaned, it can only be worth the price of silver.

But Zhao Shijiang didn't care, and the other people in the room didn't even look at it, and asked together, "The Queen Mother plans to organize a marriage for the Son of Heaven?" ”

Zhao Shien is Zhao Shijiang's uncle and brother, and he is the current Duke of Shu. As the head of King Qin Kanghui's lineage, he has a higher title than Zhao Shijiang.

But everyone in the capital knows that if he has nothing to call Zhao Shien Shu Guogong, he will definitely be angry. What Zhao Shien wants is the Duke of Chu, Qin Kanghui, Wang Defang's enshrined lineage, and he doesn't even have a big country, of course, he is aggrieved. But who can compete with Wang Anshi?

And in front of Zhao Shijiang, Zhao Shien couldn't put it on the score.

The first clan to hang his face to participate in the gambling horse, Zhao Shijiang was not less looked down upon at the beginning. Zhao Shien can also rely on his identity to sneer at Zhao Shijiang.

It's just that as the status of the horse racing headquarters is getting higher and higher, and the influence is getting bigger and bigger, Zhao Shijiang's net worth is getting richer and richer, and there are more and more descendants of Taizu who he has sponsored, and Zhao Shien is no longer even qualified to put on music.

Even though he struggled to become one of the champions, how could a newcomer be arrogant in front of the first president?

Seeing several members of the Champion Jockey Club asking questions together, Zhao Shien hurriedly said, "I just don't know if it's true or false when I hear this, and it's about the same age as ever." ”

"Will the Queen Mother agree?"

"It was originally from the Baoci Palace."

"How is this possible?!" Zhao Shijiang couldn't imagine that the Queen Mother would take the initiative to mention the marriage of the Son of Heaven, and thought that the courtiers below would ask for a thousand urgings, so that the little emperor could get closer to the woman, but he suddenly realized in a blink of an eye, "Oh, I know, this must be for the one in the east." Han Xianggong and Zhang Xianggong will not nod, since this is the case, of course the Queen Mother will be more generous. ”

"I think so." Zhao Shien nodded in agreement.

"That doesn't seem to be the case." A fat man lifted the curtain from the outside and entered, "Elder, Grandpa Guo, you all guessed wrong this time." ”

Zhao Shijiang frowned when he saw him, Xiang's in-laws, surnamed Chen Mingxu, are the best at eating and drinking, known as gluttony, and have a close relationship with the current head of the association, but Zhao Shijiang is not happy.

"Old Glutton, you can go to the stable long enough."

"By the way, I had a few more words with someone."

Chen Xue sat down beside Zhao Shijiang in a big way, took a date and threw it into his mouth, with an expression waiting for someone to ask.

Zhao Shijiang didn't ask, "Speaking of which, you can't touch that horse, why do you think of such a strange name." ”

"All the good names have been robbed. If the superlight and dark clouds were still there, I would have given it this name?! Chen Xue complained angrily, and his tone changed, "But this name is not bad." I'm a black horse, all black, go to the stables at night, don't want to touch it without lights. ”

A person sitting in the corner spoke, "Old Glutton Chen, what do you mean by what you just said?" ”

"What else could it mean? The political hall has already said that it is necessary to choose a noble man for the Son of Heaven who is full of virtue, speech, and merit. ”

"When?" Zhao Shijiang asked.

"Yesterday, the Queen Mother summoned Han Xianggong, and this morning the two mansions sat down to talk together, and then Han Xianggong entered the palace to worship the Queen Mother. It seems that it is a sure thing to find a queen to preside over the middle feed for the official family. ”

Zhao Shien was also confused: "Could it be that the Queen Mother really wants the Son of Heaven to govern herself?" ”

Chen Xue shook his head: "Definitely not, if the Queen Mother doesn't make a chapter dedication, the two mansions will definitely fall out." ”

Zhao Shien asked again: "Do you want the emperor to wait until he is twenty-four years old?" ”

Another person said: "I'm afraid it will be longer." When there was Renzong, Emperor Zhenzong was already in his forties, and when there is today, how old is Emperor Xizong? ”

Zhao Shien said: "This means that the official family can not be in power until they are in their thirties?" ”

Empress Zhang Xian was one year older than Zhenzong, and she lived sixty and six, so Renzong only waited until twenty-four. Although today's Empress Dowager Xiang is also older than the first emperor, when today's son Zhao Xu was born, the first emperor Xizong was still a little short of thirty. And the Empress Dowager Xiang's physical condition has always been very good, so it is really not a problem to let the Son of Heaven wait until he is thirty years old.

The man shook his head: "Not necessarily. With today's body bones, it may not be possible to live forever. ”

"If you don't say a few words, you can talk nonsense?!" Zhao Shijiang scolded.

"I know, don't you see that there are no outsiders here."

I don't know how many taboo things are said in the champion jockey club. No one is worried about leaking out. Just because of their gathering of people to form an association, as long as one of them is caught, everyone will inevitably be brought up, which one is not a simple role, and the case is put on the imperial case, and the queen mother will have a headache.

Of course, there are also three, six, nine and other taboos, saying that the emperor will not live long, but it is the heaviest level. The one who spoke was reminded, and when he thought about it, his heart was furious, and his mouth was stiff, but he didn't dare to mention it again.

Zhao Shien said: "Isn't there a saying that the Queen Mother and several ministers hope that the Son of Heaven will leave an heir as soon as possible?" ”

"Let the Son of Heaven be the Emperor? It's a rumor! ”

Chen Xue sneered: "It's not necessarily a rumor, now Zhang Han and the two are no worse than Huo Guang." As for the Queen Mother, isn't it better to ......"

"It's really going to die!?" Zhao Shijiang said angrily: "It's just that the Son of Heaven is down, but the Queen Mother and Xianggong can talk nonsense?" ”

There was a slight silence in the room, and after a while, a voice sounded, "I don't know which family's daughter will be chosen." ”

"Didn't you say that after the nobles who have both virtues?"

"Xungui is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, at least it won't be Xiang Gao's second family."

"Maybe it's a relative of the Xiang family. Let's see how our new president reacts in these two days. ”

"If you choose a relative of the Xiang family, you still plan to give the Son of Heaven a personal government. If not, before the Queen Mother ascended to the immortal, the Son of Heaven would have no chance. ”

"Let's say a few words." Zhao Shijiang said in a deep voice, interrupting the discussion in the hall, "This time the water is too muddy, and it is difficult to say that it is a good thing to really choose the queen." ”

"If you really want to find Xungui, you can't get rid of the people in the two head offices."

"In two days, I will send someone to Han Xianggong to inquire." Zhao Shijiang said, "The president should also ask there, and settle it as soon as possible, so as not to disturb people's hearts." ”

"The president has gone back." The person standing at the window turned his head, "I probably heard the news, and I went back to see Xiang Ninghai." ”

"Whether it is the Ninghai Navy Festival Envoy or the Baoping Army Festival Envoy, they are not foolish people, and after the election, Xiang Jia may not necessarily mix with each other."

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"That's what the Queen Mother said?" Xiang Zong shook his hand back, and almost lost the tea cup in his hand, "You want to choose the queen for the official family?!" ”

Xiang Qing nodded and said: "My aunt told her son the Hun family that the official family is also old. also said that Uncle Nine is familiar, just ask more about which family's daughter is better. ”

"Anyone who is familiar with each other is a group of gamblers." Xiang Zong snorted coldly and frowned again, "It's probably too early." ”

"It's not too early." Xiang Qingjie said, "The official family is only five years younger than his son, and he will be fifteen in the next year. ”

"What did the two ministers say?" Xiang Zong asked back.

Xiang Qingjie shook his head: "My son doesn't know." ”

"You didn't even ask?!"

"When my son heard this, he came to report to his father."

"Why don't you use your brains more?" Xiang Zong hated that iron could not become steel, "Why don't you hurry up and find someone to go to the political hall to ask!" ”

Xiang Qingjie was not convinced, "Since my aunt thinks it's time, what does it matter to the two ministers." ”

"Idiot! If the two ministers didn't nod their heads, this matter would not have been possible at all. ”

"My son got it." promised to Qingjie, but did not leave immediately, "But Daddy, since my aunt asked her son to come back to pass the word, do you have any plans to let the family choose someone to go out to be elected?" ”

Xiang Zonghui glared at his son, "How can there be a family of two queens in this dynasty?" Your uncle and I are both festival envoys, even if there is another queen in the family, can we still be a queen? If the Queen Mother really did this, I am afraid that some people would think of the East and West Han. One door and two queens are a curse or a blessing, and your sisters don't have this life! ”

"Isn't there also Cao and Gao in this dynasty?" Xiang Qingjie muttered, "I can't go to the family, can't the cousins of the fourth aunt and the fifth aunt still can't do it?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, this matter is still up to your aunt!" Xiang Zonghui suddenly raised his head, looked at the front yard of the mansion, and snorted again, "It's probably your ninth uncle who came over, and it's so quick to hear the news!" ”