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

A better way?

"There is no good way or better way to deal with this kind of thing. There is only a difference between pure venting and maximizing benefits."

Zhang Xueming picked up a winter date and chewed it slowly.

"Ayuan and...brother haven't told me the details of what happened last night. I only know that the former young master injured Elder Yue, and the person ran away. The guards searched the palace gates for him, but they haven't found him yet. I don't know anything else. Based on the few words you two brothers said, what can I say?" She really knew everything, but how could she tell others about this? No matter how close the relationship is, there are some things that cannot be said.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Gong Shangjiao, and sure enough, the honeycomb coal spirit was staring at her with a questioning look again.

Zhang Xueming stuffed the remaining half of the winter date into her mouth and looked at him confidently, her cheeks puffing up one way and then the other.

After a while, Gong Shangjiao withdrew his gaze.

Gong Yuanzheng secretly wiped his sweat and quickly told Zhang Xueming what happened in the Moon Palace that night and the three regrets that Elder Yue revealed.

Later, Gong Shangjiao also joined in, adding a few words from time to time, trying his best to prevent Zhang Xueming from missing any information.

With the buffer, Gong Yuanzheng was able to calm down and think about the meaning of Zhang Xueming's first sentence.

After he finished talking about those things, he also figured it out, but he still wanted to know how Zhang Xueming would deal with a betrayer like Master Ruyue if he encountered the same situation.

"Once a traitor falls into my hands, there is only one outcome: public execution and being cut into pieces." Zhang Xueming said the cruel words casually.

Gong Yuanzheng immediately looked at Gong Shangjiao with bright eyes.

Gong Shangjiao shook his head helplessly, and patiently explained the matter to his brother: "Even if I control the Front Mountain and make it my one-man show, the Council of Elders will not agree to make these things public, let alone publicly execute Master Yue. Brother Yuanzheng, don't forget that the Back Mountain's affairs cannot be brought to the Front Mountain.

The back mountain is the heart of the palace, and the responsibilities of the people in the back mountain are far greater than you can imagine. Therefore, the ancestral precepts established that the Council of Elders has equal power with the Blade Master.

Although the Council of Elders does not interfere in the affairs of the front mountain, Zhi Ren must discuss important matters with the Council of Elders and can only do so after obtaining the consent of the Council of Elders. If the Council of Elders disagrees, Zhi Ren cannot act on his own.

The status of the Council of Elders in the palace is so transcendent. Elder Xue was so decisive this time, and Elder Hua had no objection. It seemed that he hated the behavior of Elder Yue and his son and could not tolerate it at all, but wasn't he also maintaining the authority of the Council of Elders? "

He picked up a winter date and threw it at Zhang Xueming. People who just add fuel to the fire without trying to put it out are the most annoying.

Zhang Xueming stretched out two fingers and easily caught the flying winter dates. Looking at Gong Yuanzheng who had a look on his face that said "I understand the truth, but I'm just unhappy", he couldn't help laughing: "Ayuan, now you understand how troublesome the adult world is, right? You have to consider this and that, and it's not even fun to deal with a traitor..."

"Are you still making sarcastic remarks?" Gong Shangjiao threw another winter date at her, this time using some of his internal force.

The juicy winter jujube was still easily caught by two green jade fingers. Zhang Xueming cast a smug glance at him, but did not continue to talk. He changed the subject and said, "Since the reason cannot be made public, the punishment cannot be light or heavy. Elder Yue is old, and Master Yue has become a disabled person. I think they can't take any important responsibilities if they stay in the back mountain. Why not let them swear a poisonous oath not to mention the back mountain from now on, and come to the front mountain clinic to work for A Yuan under an assumed name to atone for their sins, and work hard until their death?"

The ancients attached great importance to oaths. Those people in the back mountain who were nine parts foolish and one part smart should not dare to break their oaths.

"I don't want it!" Gong Yuanzheng pouted. "I see those two traitors wandering around right under my nose every day, and I can't beat them or poison them. I have to eat less!"

"It's just right to save money." Gong Shangjiao raised the corner of his mouth, and the depression that he had not scared Zhang Xueming disappeared.

"Brother!" Gong Yuanzheng widened his eyes angrily and looked at Zhang Xueming for help.

Zhang Xueming pretended not to see it. How cute the angry little boy was. Let her take another look.

It was not until Gong Yuanzheng came to pull her sleeve that she pretended to glare at Gong Shangjiao: "Brother, what are you talking about? Brother is rich and powerful, and you still owe me and Ayuan a little money for food?"

Gong Shangjiao's hair stood on end when she called him "brother" all the time. He was afraid that if he asked her to change her words, she would really call him "Uncle Gong" and make people laugh. He secretly advised himself not to bother with her. He peeled a persimmon and put it on a plate, then took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands: "Tell me what kind of work you want Elder Yue and his son to do in the clinic? Don't just say they are doctors."

Zhang Xueming covered his mouth with his sleeve and yawned slightly: "What else can we do? Reuse the waste. The clinic is so big, we can set aside an area for teaching, and let them train some useful people, so that Ayuan doesn't have to do everything himself in the clinic."

So that's it! Gong Yuanzheng was no longer angry, his lips curved up, and he glanced at her affectionately, and then glanced at her again...

Gong Shangjiao handed the peeled persimmons and the plate to Gong Yuanzheng, forcibly interrupting his brother's attempt to feed him dog food: "This is a good idea. Can you help them adjust their appearance? I remember that you are also good at changing their appearance with golden needles."

"Okay."

As they were talking, Jin Fu brought in some thick threads of various colors for making loops, as well as a food box of cakes and snacks.

"This was just delivered by Zheng Gong." Jin Fu watched the servants take the food out of the food box and put it on the multi-layered flower table. He couldn't help but sigh: "The people in Zheng Gong have become smart. It turns out that Miss Zhao is really good at disciplining people."

"Of course! My Zhaozhao is so awesome!" Gong Yuanzheng ate the persimmons peeled by his brother, his eyes fixed on the small twisted dough sticks wrapped with sesame seeds and the egg yolk biscuits made into the shapes of small animals. He had no sense of being given more power and even puffed out his chest with pride.

Zhang Xueming chatted with them casually, picking out the threads from the tray. Gong Yuanzheng made a request without missing a beat: "Zhao Zhao, can you make me a tiger thread? I want the same one you make for your brother."

Gong Shangjiao was enjoying this rare time of playing sloppy. He was so surprised when he heard this that he almost jumped up. He quickly said before Zhang Xueming could speak, "By the way, Zhaozhao, I asked the sewing room to make new clothes for you and brother Yuanzheng. They will be ready in two or three days. I will send them to Zheng Palace for you then."

Zhang Xueming looked at him in confusion, then thought about the tiger-shaped chessboard that Gong Yuanzheng had mentioned, and dug up his memory, recalling a story about someone who lost a game of chess and had to learn how to play the chessboard. He smiled and glanced at Gong Shangjiao, who had a serious face, and said "OK", then said to Gong Yuanzheng, "That was a long time ago, I have forgotten how to play. Can you ask your brother to lend it to me and make an example?"

"Hey, but I think the brooch is quite new..." Gong Yuanzheng muttered.

This brother really can't be careless at all. Gong Shangjiao could only take out the tiger net from his sleeve pocket and put it on the tea table: "This is a place to put small things so that they won't easily fall out. That's why I took it out from the bottom of the box. Who else would use this? They're not children."