Comprehensive film and television: The Queen of Rolls Opens the Roll Again

Gong Yuanzheng was stunned when he heard this.

Although I have seen Zhang Xueming's analytical ability before, but at that time, Zhang Xueming's performance was not outrageous. He listed the key words on paper, connected the lines, and thought about it before coming to a conclusion. Unlike now, he just rushed out a long string of words and came to a conclusion directly, leaving no time for the audience to think independently.

Gong Shangjiao just nodded: "When will we act?"

"Haichu (nine o'clock in the evening)." The excitement on Zhang Xueming's face gradually faded, but the movement of rubbing his fingertips with his left hand did not stop.

"arms?"

"Short sticks and hidden weapons, but use the medicine first, and then take action if the medicine doesn't wear off."

"I have a pair of black iron short sticks here. Let my brother Yuanzheng prepare the hidden weapons for you." Gong Shangjiao glanced at Gong Yuanzheng who was staring at Zhang Xueming with a red face. He felt that his brother was too old to be kept.

He continued to ask Zhang Xueming helplessly: "Will the area be cleared in advance? Wanhua Tower is close to the bridge head, and there are only shops around it, no residential houses."

"I'll go in and clear it out. If I don't give the signal, the people who are supposed to meet me shouldn't come out and get in the way. Oh, and have your people bring crossbows and strong nets. If you see anyone running out, use the nets to catch them. If you catch them, knock them out and remove their limbs. Otherwise, be careful of assassins pretending to be innocent people and hurting your people."

"Did you bring in your dirty mask? If not, I'll get you a new one." The "dirty mask" that Gong Shangjiao mentioned is actually a mask.

Last year, during the two months when Zhang Xueming used him as bait to lure and kill fourteen groups of Faceless Killers in a row, Zhang Xueming always carried with her a well-made but strange mask. It was said that it was the image evolved from the thing she was extremely afraid of in her heart.

Every time before taking action, Zhang Xueming would put on a mask, with the purpose of becoming one with the thing she deeply feared and intimidating the enemy.

But Gong Shangjiao always felt that she was just doing it out of bad taste, and covering her face allowed her to express herself more freely.

When he heard that there was a new one available, Zhang Xueming immediately retracted the word "I brought it" that was about to come out of his mouth: "No. What does the new one look like? Bring it here so I can have a look."

"I'll get it for you after we finish talking. Ask Brother Yuanzheng for any herbs you need. He will take you to the Jiuchen Valley through the secret passage in the evening...Brother Yuanzheng?" Gong Shangjiao tapped the table with his fingers.

Gong Yuanzheng suddenly woke up and looked at Gong Shangjiao with bright eyes: "Brother, can I go and help too?"

"Yes." Gong Shangjiao replied.

"Dangerous." Zhang Xueming frowned disapprovingly.

The two people's voices overlapped, Gong Yuanzheng looked at one and then the other, and suddenly grinned, grinning so hard that his teeth were showing, with an expression of "I am so happy". Contrary to his usual behavior, he did not rush to fight for an opportunity for himself, and just waited obediently for their decision.

Gong Shangjiao looked at Zhang Xueming with deep eyes, saying meaningfully: "No, you are wrong, Zheng Zhaozhao. There is no place safer than by your side in the entire Old Dust Valley."

Zhang Xueming was stunned for a moment, remembering some inexplicable things that happened in the past, and nodded very straightforwardly: "You are right, it is safest for him to be with me."

After the matter was settled, Gong Shangjiao went to get the promised mask and the pair of black iron short sticks for Zhang Xueming.

The black iron short stick is retractable and is housed in a dark brown cowhide case. When it is pulled out, the black stick has snake-scale-like patterns, which has excellent visual and anti-slip effects.

The mask was placed in a black lacquered wooden box. When Gong Yuanzheng saw Zhang Xueming open the lid and stare blankly inside, he came over curiously to take a look and looked at Gong Shangjiao in confusion.

It was a very common mask that covered the entire face. It was probably made of bronze mixed with other metals. It had a silvery-white background, downward-curved eyes, and upward-curved mouth corners... well, at most the mouth corners were almost stretched to the ears. It wasn't pretty, nor was it scary. How could she have stared at it for so long?

Gong Shangjiao just shook his head slightly, signaling him not to ask.

Gong Yuanzheng could only keep his doubts to himself, planning to ask Zhang Xueming after the matter was over.

"Brother, Manager Jia from Zhenggong Pharmacy..."

"When you went to Yu Palace, Manager Jia and his family of three had already been captured, but no one else was alerted. I asked the Red Jade Servant Jin Ting, who was assigned to me by the Council of Elders, to do it. They were stuffed into boxes carrying medicinal herbs and sent to Zheng Palace. You will be able to see them when we return later."

"Oh." He was really quick, worthy of being called my brother. But the news of the change of blades at the palace gate must have spread everywhere. It was unexpected that Manager Jia and his family were still staying in the Old Dust Valley.

Gong Shangjiao felt that today's tea was not to his liking, so he simply stopped drinking it and changed the kettle to boil water. While waiting for the water to boil, he gently reminded Gong Yuanzheng: "After lunch, take Zheng Zhaozhao to see the hidden weapons you made. Give her whatever she wants, and don't be afraid even if it's one you eliminated."

"Brother?!" Isn't that fooling people? It's okay to fool anyone, but how can you fool Zhao Zhao?

Gong Shangjiao glanced at him helplessly: "She may not like what you are comfortable with. Zheng Zhaozhao's arm strength, wrist strength and internal strength are all very strong." Not wanting to tangle with him on such a meaningless question, he added: "Set aside a place for her in your pharmacy and provide her with tools and herbs. She likes to make her own poisons... Don't try the poisons she makes rashly. The things she makes are generally not fatal, but there are at least 300 Wufeng assassins who couldn't stand it and committed suicide."

Zhang Xueming put the box and stick aside, and returned to her usual smiling self. She held the teacup and drank a sip of the skin-rejuvenating beauty tea that Gong Yuanzheng had specially prepared for her using rose, ginseng, ophiopogon japonicus, polygonatum sibiricum, and wolfberry. She also interrupted, "At least half of them were killed because you ran out of patience. How can you put all the blame on me?"

Gong Shangjiao snorted, but didn't continue talking about this topic.

Gong Yuanzheng was extremely curious and asked Zhang Xueming: "Zhao Zhao, how did you and my brother know each other?"

When he said this, Zhang Xueming couldn't help laughing: "It's hard for me to say, you should ask your brother." That was Gong Shangjiao's dark history. If he exposed it in front of him, Gong Shangjiao would be so angry that he would really flip the table.

Gong Shangjiao poured himself a cup of hot water as if nothing had happened, and said lightly: "Two years ago, outside Dafu City, my caravan and I were ambushed by Wufeng. Zhaozhao happened to pass by and helped me, and that's how we met."

Gong Yuanzheng immediately asked, "Brother, don't you suspect that Zhao Zhao is Wu Feng's man and deliberately set up a trap to get close to you?"

Zhang Xueming laughed out loud: "You know your brother very well."

Gong Shangjiao's mouth twitched slightly. "Anyway, we didn't know each other until we fought. Later, I cooperated with her to hunt Wufeng, and found that she was a righteous person, sincere, reliable, and good at fighting, poisoning, and healing. I also learned that she was the beloved daughter of the head of the Hunyuan Zheng family. I would ask her for help whenever I had something to do."

Gong Yuanzheng always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out at once. Looking at Zhang Xueming, who inexplicably stopped smiling and concentrated on drinking tea, he felt a little sad in his heart: "If only I had been there at that time..." I could have met you earlier, and hunted Wufeng with you and your brother to avenge our father.

Zhang Xueming swallowed the tea in his mouth, then asked him with a smile: "And then he became my Third Uncle Gong?"

Gong Yuanzheng's face changed drastically. He coughed dryly and took a sip of tea: "Forget it, it's not too late for us to get to know each other now."