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

"……No."

"What? Speak louder."

"No!" Gong Yuanzheng's voice trembled slightly, "Yu Gong never paid me... nor did he give me a thank-you gift, nothing at all!"

No, this is too shameless! The two guards outside were so shocked that their mouths opened wide, not realizing that their thoughts had been completely led by Zhang Xueming.

"Master Jiao...where is your brother? After he came back, didn't he help you ask the people from Yugong for your reward?"

"I went. My brother took me with him. I still remember that the old swordsman said that we are all descendants of the Gong family and we should work hard for the palace, regardless of you or me..."

The two guards outside the door just thought that this was not entirely unreasonable, when they heard Zhang Xueming's angry voice. They couldn't help but think of the time when they were tricked by a colleague who was close to the chief guard into paying for wine, and when they returned home, they were scolded by their wives by pulling their ears.

"Good fellow! So you, the blood of the Gong family, have no chance of getting good things, but you have to bear all the bad things?! I agreed to get engaged to you because I thought you looked smart, but you turned out to be a fool who was used by others for more than five years. You have a bad reputation, and you even used yourself to test the medicine for researching Baicaocu, and you were injured and almost died? If I marry you in the future, will I also be bullied and gossiped about together with you?"

These words are so familiar... The two guards outside the door lowered their heads in shame, as if they were scolded, and then suddenly raised their heads: No way, no way, what did they hear? In order to study the herbal medicine for the upper echelons and the bloodline of the Gong family to defend themselves, Master Zheng almost died by testing the medicine on himself? Didn't the chief guard say that Master Zheng was vicious by nature and liked to test the medicine on others the most, and those who made mistakes would be sent to him for testing the medicine?

"...No, no. Zhaozhao, don't be angry." Gong Yuanzheng begged for mercy weakly, "That was all in the past. Now my brother is the one holding the sword, he won't treat us like this. I, I won't easily test drugs on myself again..."

Gong Yuan begged again and again, but Zhang Xueming just remained silent.

The two guards outside the door could see the chief guard leading his men towards them, and then they heard Zhang Xueming say, "Alright, I won't say anything to you anymore, get down to business... I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at those people who pick on the honest people. They shouldn't have let you do what they were supposed to do for them, without any reward, without any thanks, and without even a hint of gratitude, and let people gossip about you."

"Alright, alright, it's all over. I'm not angry anymore, and neither is Zhao Zhao. I promise to listen to you in the future and won't be fooled so easily again."

"Just say nice things..."

There was no sound in the room.

The two guards who had wives breathed a sigh of relief: How could Master Zheng, who was so afraid of his wife, be a vicious person? In this world, honest people always run into some bad-hearted people who love to bully others, such as Lao Zhiren and the captain of the guards.

So an honest man should listen to his wife, and then he can live a good life. Just like them, since they have been doing what their wife said, the chief guard will still assign them some hard work, but the colleagues who are close to the chief guard dare not use them as a scapegoat anymore, and life at home is getting better and better.

Now that Zheng Palace has a shrewd lady, the young palace master who was deceived into working for nothing and was also criticized will not be confused again.

The two guards had no idea that Zhang Xueming had seen through their true colors as soon as they met. They didn't think that the words in the room were meant for them. They secretly planned to go back and talk to their wives about the new things they had heard today, especially to criticize the father and son from Yugong.

In the past, Old Zhiren was the master of the palace gate. Everyone knew that many things were wrong but didn't dare to say anything, such as Madam Lan. But now?

Now is no longer the time for Yugong to be the head of the family. Master Zheng is the only close brother of the current Master Zhiren.

Of course, little people like them have to follow the wind.

Inside the room, the two actors who cooperated well with each other smiled at each other. It was foreseeable that a large wave of palace rumors was about to hit.

Zhang Xueming threw the last booklet back on the table and smiled with satisfaction: Why should those who are truly contributing to the palace bear the stigma and be feared? Those who hide behind and enjoy the benefits while smearing others should be allowed to experience the power of rumors!

Gong Yuanzheng put all the books back in place and smiled contentedly: Although he didn't care about his reputation, nor did he care about being feared and alienated by insignificant people, and the past was over, it felt good to be protected and pampered by the people who cared about him, and treated like a treasure in the palm of their hands. Since Zhao Zhao cared, he had to care too... He was just pretending, who wouldn't?

His spiritual sense had "seen" that the captain of the guards was about to arrive with his men. Zhang Xueming took a piece of white paper and placed it on the table. He wrote a few simple questions and handed it to Gong Yuanzheng: "You can ask them later. I'll stand next to you. After you finish asking, count to three silently. If I don't remind you, there is no problem and you can let them go. If there is a problem, I will knock them down directly."

She picked up the brass paperweight on the table, and when the captain of the guards pushed open the door, she smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm here, no one can hurt you anymore. No matter if they make you stay in such a cold room after recovering from a serious illness, or if they pretend to ruin your reputation... it's not okay."

The chief guard heard these words when he came in and subconsciously looked up at Zhang Xueming. He then clearly saw that the poor brass Crouching Tiger paperweight was slowly, slowly turning into a ball of metal whose original shape could no longer be seen in a pair of fair and slender hands.

"Bang." The shapeless metal fell gently on the solid wooden table, making a dull sound.

Gong Yuanzheng, who had folded his hands again and showed a cold and arrogant look, was startled for a moment. He could not maintain his cold and arrogant attitude. He smiled with the corners of his mouth curved: "As expected of Zhao Zhao!"

The captain of the guards looked into Zhang Xueming's eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and his heart and liver were trembling.

He knew clearly what he did wrong to offend others. He had pretended to be respectful and honest before, not looking at them more than once, not saying a word more, but his actions deliberately revealed that he wanted to get away immediately, in order to prove his previous explanation to his subordinates: he was not a coward who left the dungeon for so long and woke up in the middle of the night, but because he was afraid of Master Zheng's vicious means.

He also delayed time, keeping the two young men in the room without a charcoal brazier for more than a quarter of an hour.

Now that it has been pointed out and the threat has been clearly placed before him, he dares not do it anymore.

"Miss Zhao, Mr. Zheng, sorry for the long wait." The captain of the guards' respect was no longer superficial, and the people he brought with him, who had been whispering and gossiping along the way, immediately became obedient.

The group quickly put up the screen, arranged the desk, and placed the incense burner as required, then bowed respectfully and left.

Soon, the charcoal basin, cushions, hot water, towels, hot tea and snacks were delivered. The person who took notes also came and stood aside with his head down and his hands hanging. He waited until he was called to sit down before he sat down in front of the desk behind the screen.

Zhang Xueming took the hot towel that Gong Yuanzheng had wrung out for him, wiped his face, and washed his hands. He waited until he knelt on the low couch in front of the screen before letting someone bring in the people who needed screening.

She stood beside the low couch where Gong Yuanzheng was sitting, silently tried to release her internal energy from the Yongquan acupoint, climbed onto the couch, and completely wrapped the kneeling young man.

Gong Yuanzheng turned his head to look at her in surprise. She just blinked her right eye, folded her hands like he had done before, and looked sharply at the person brought in by the guards.

With the face-reading skill, Zhang Xueming didn't need to worry too much. Just asking about basic personal information and then asking directly if he knew that Wanhua Tower was Wufeng's base would be enough to determine if the other party had any problems.