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

"Oh, so my brother doesn't want to wear it because he thinks it's childish." Zhang Xueming laughed in his heart, "That can't be helped. I'm young, so I like this kind of childish thing."

Gong Yuanzheng listened to her and helped her sort out the wires with a slightly red face: "I like it too."

Gong Shangjiao looked at him and shook his head. Never mind, I managed to get away with the tiger collar issue, so I'll just pretend I didn't see anything else.

After a while, Gong Yuanzheng was surprised to see that he was not only watching Zhang Xueming making the thread, but he was also learning how to make it himself.

Gong Yuanzheng looked particularly quiet as he lowered his eyes and stared at the colored thread in his hand. He had fair skin, red lips, and a face that was more beautiful than handsome. If he were not so tall, and if he changed into women's clothes and sat with Zhang Xueming, it would be hard not to mistake them for sisters.

For a moment, Gong Shangjiao actually had the illusion that he had two younger sisters. He held his forehead and said, "What is this, brother Yuanzheng?" He had learned this women's craft out of helplessness in order to fulfill his promise. What was his brother trying to do by taking the initiative to learn it?

"Learn to make a thread." Gong Yuanzheng didn't think it was a big deal, there were no outsiders here. The servants said making lanterns was a craftsman's job, he just did it if he wanted to, who could do anything to him?

"I wore Zhaozhao's beating, and let Zhaozhao wear my beating." He was afraid that Gong Shangjiao would be unhappy, so he explained to Gong Shangjiao: "I learned it and gave my brother one too."

Silly boy, your brother is an expert in making silk lace. Zhang Xueming held back his laughter and while instructing him, he quickly made a yellow and black tiger silk lace for him, which was exactly the same as Gong Shangjiao's.

When Gong Yuanzheng was a beginner, he could only learn how to tie knots.

The flat knot, double knot, swastika knot, caisson knot, auspicious knot, and long coil knot...the twelve basic knots are enough for him to learn for a while.

Zhang Xueming also made him a black panther necklace with black pearlescent lines and mixed gold thread, which just fit his conch-shaped insect-feeding pot.

The two hung together around the waist form a perfect match of a tiger and a leopard.

Seeing Gong Yuanzheng happily touching the two new straps, Gong Shangjiao was a little jealous. He secretly compared them and felt that the tightness of his straps was more appropriate. He planned to find time to tie one in the evening, but...

Gong Yuanzheng was clumsy and he still hadn't mastered a few basic concepts after studying them for a long time.

Gong Shangjiao couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he took the thread and said, "Is this difficult? I've watched it from the side."

He quickly tied the twelve basic knots, which made Gong Yuanzheng's eyes light up: "As expected of a brother, he can do it in one look!"

Gong Shangjiao was so proud that his nose was about to turn upside down, and he pretended to be indifferent and said, "More than that."

It took him two quarters of an hour to make a yellow and black tiger net, and he asked Gong Yuanzheng: "Brother Yuanzheng, do you want this?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Gong Yuanzheng nodded repeatedly.

"So do you want the one in your brother's hand, or the one hanging on your waist?" Gong Shangjiao glanced at Zhang Xueming with ill intent.

Zhang Xueming's eyes sternly, a gentle smile curved out from the corners of his lips. He put down the red carp he was catching, turned his head and looked at Gong Yuanzheng: "Yeah, I also want to know which one A Yuan will choose."

Gong Yuanzheng, who was unfortunately trapped in the Shura field, had a bad feeling. He cleverly snatched the tiger cord from Gong Shangjiao's hand and hung it around his waist, grinning and saying, "Why do I have to choose one? I like them all, I want them all!"

Gong Shangjiao looked at Zhang Xueming with boredom, and both of them snorted coldly and turned away.

Gong Yuanzheng was sweating profusely. He pretended not to hear or see anything and picked up the thread to continue tying his basic knot.

He knew it! Gong Ziyu was still somewhat useful, at least this silly expression was really stupid. In the past, when Gong Ziyu showed this expression, he was embarrassed to continue to mock Gong Ziyu.

Gong Yuanzheng was distracted for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Zhang Xueming and Gong Shangjiao each drawing a thread of the same color from the tray.

Zhang Xueming asked, "What kind of silk thread did my brother ask me to make?"

Gong Shangjiao said: "It's up to you."

Zhang Xueming asked, "How many rounds will it take to decide the winner?"

Gong Shangjiao said: "Best of three games."

Zhang Xueming asked: "A golden crouching tiger belt buckle."

Gong Shangjiao said: "A clear clay inkstone."

Zhang Xueming smiled and said, "Then let's play the more common ones, the square win, the elephant eye, and the heart of the club."

Gong Shangjiao said: "Okay."

As soon as the words fell, the two of them buried their heads in their homework, their hands moving very fast and their fingers as nimble as if they were dancing.

Well, this is better. Gong Yuanzheng silently untied the thread and put it back on the tray. Forget it, he should go back to research hand cream to protect the hands of these two people.

However, he had a question: Zhaozhao didn't have any square wins, elephant eye blocks, or plum blossoms to play with before, so his brother had to rely on his imagination?

I don't have much education, so don't bully me.

The morning passed quickly.

Gong Yuanzheng was the judge of the brocade competition, not daring to take sides. He handed over the report that Green Jade Maid Jin Miao had asked Su Rong to bring to Gong Shangjiao, and told him his opinion on how to deal with the Jia family. He had lunch and played with the paper boat in the ink pool...

It was not until someone from the clinic came to say that all the medicinal herbs had been ground into powder and asked Gong Yuanzheng what to do with them that Gong Yuanzheng reluctantly said goodbye to Gong Shangjiao and went back to Zheng Palace with Zhang Xueming.

Behind him, Su Rong was carrying a bag containing Zhang Xueming's changed clothes, and the apprentice from the clinic who came to ask for instructions was holding a large wooden box containing seven or eight different kinds of silk cords and a clay inkstone.

There were also six guards from the Corner Palace who were sent to receive Manager Jia's family and help carry the oversized food boxes, fruit baskets, colored thread boxes and other items that had been refilled with refreshments and snacks from the Corner Palace kitchen.

When the figures of the group of ten people disappeared from his sight, Jin Fu finally couldn't help but sigh: "If this continues, I doubt whether Jiao Gong will be able to afford meat next month..."

Xiao Fang blushed, but Yu Shi Jin Ting sighed: "It's so lucky to be a brother or sister who wields a blade."

Gong Shangjiao came out and heard it, then looked at the two of them in silence.

For the next three days, Jin Fu ate white rice and pickled vegetables every meal, which made his face yellow. Jin Ting ate more meat than rice every meal, which made him worried.

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When they arrived at Zheng Palace, Zhang Xueming first accompanied Gong Yuanzheng into the side hall for a tour. After making sure that there was no escaped former young master waiting here, she felt relieved to return to the small hall to listen to the "Today's Headlines" of Nanny Tong and her two personal maids.

Gong Yuanzheng thought that he couldn't go to the clinic with Zhang Xueming in the afternoon, so he wanted her to have a good rest in Zheng Palace. He couldn't bear to part with her before they even separated, so he hugged her boldly, asking for kisses and hugs.

Young people are passionate and can do whatever they want. Zhang Xueming had no choice but to push him down on the low couch in the tea room due to his height limitation. He kissed him until his tongue was numb and his soul flew away. He then gave him a soothing shoulder and neck massage. Then he looked at him with tears in his eyes and a flushed face and asked him, "Do you want to kiss me again?"

Gong Yuanzheng nodded vigorously: "Dear!"

Then kiss.

This time, I kissed him for about a quarter of an hour before letting him go.

The handsome young man had his clothes disheveled and his eyes were filled with peach blossoms. After Zhang Xueming closed the palace door and left, he pounded the couch in frustration: "Zheng Zhaozhao, just wait! Next time, next time I will definitely not lose again!"

I was stunned for a moment after saying this, why does this sound so familiar?

After tidying up my clothes and calming down my emotions, I suddenly remembered: Oh, his brother said the same thing when he lost the game of playing brocade.