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

Before the stupid young man could happily say "yes", Zhang Xueming said, "Yes, yes, but I have never had the time to come to the Zheng Palace to stay, and there are not many people in that palace... How about you and Ayuan stay together tonight? It's been a long time since you two brothers have had a candlelight chat. It's just right that you can help me keep an eye on Ayuan. That man threw the knife today, which was very dangerous. Ayuan was scared. I'm afraid he will have a fever at night and no one will know."

"I won't! I'm not a child anymore. How can I have a fever at night just because I'm frightened?" Gong Yuanzheng frowned and retorted, then looked at Zhang Xueming worriedly: "But you, Zhaozhao, you've been seriously injured this time. You really need to rest well. If it happens again, I'm afraid it will shake your foundation."

"I know, I know, housekeeper." Zhang Xueming muttered and asked Gong Shangjiao: "Brother, come and have something to eat with us before the elders arrive. We don't know how long you will be busy tonight."

Gong Shangjiao didn't want to eat at first, but seeing the two little ones looking at him eagerly, he sat down and poured himself a bowl of rice oil, which he drank slowly from his hand, and occasionally picked up a piece of scrambled eggs or winter bamboo shoots with his chopsticks.

Seeing that Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng were able to eat, although not as much as they did at lunch, he felt much more at ease.

Qing Zhi came over to say that the two elders had arrived with Huang Yushi. Gong Shangjiao was about to leave when Zhang Xueming slapped his forehead and said, "Brother, I almost forgot that the man's internal energy was not right. Warriors who take Chinese medicine in the secret passage will lose some of their internal energy, but that man's internal energy is comparable to 70% of my peak strength. If this is the result of his taking the medicine, doesn't it mean that his internal energy was stronger than mine before he took the medicine? I noticed that his eyes suddenly turned red several times during the fight, but the duration was very short. At the time I thought it was a problem with the light, but now that I think about it, I'm afraid he has practiced some strange skills and has long been possessed by a demon."

"Are you sure?" Gong Shangjiao became serious.

"I'm sure." Zhang Xueming nodded.

Gong Shangjiao stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly sighed and said softly, "Why are you being so honest at this time?"

Gong Yuanzheng said, "Brother, Zhao Zhao is right. Let's just say whatever we want to say... We don't want to embarrass you."

Gong Shangjiao reached out and rubbed his head, making the small bell jingle. "Okay, you two eat, I'll be back after the elders leave."

Gong Yuanzheng watched him go out, raised the corner of his mouth, turned to Zhang Xueming and wanted to speak.

However, Zhang Xueming covered his mouth with his hand, not even minding the oil on his lips.

She signaled to Gong Yuanzheng with her eyes that there was someone outside the door. Gong Yuanzheng was startled and blinked twice quickly to show that he understood.

Zhang Xueming let him go, wiped his hands, and picked up the chopsticks to eat again.

Gong Yuanzheng followed suit and ate without saying a word.

About two minutes later, someone walked away silently in the corridor.

Zhang Xueming rolled his eyes but still didn't let Gong Yuanzheng speak: "Eat your meal. Now that you've made up your mind, don't regret it. Anyway, I didn't suffer any loss today. I wasn't the one who almost got stabbed in the heart."

Gong Yuanzheng pointed outside the door with his chopsticks in disbelief: I can't even hear any breathing, how can my brother be still here?

Zhang Xueming raised his eyebrows: What else do you think?

Gong Yuanzheng looked at her with eyes begging for forgiveness: For my sake, don't bother with him.

Zhang Xueming used a serving chopstick to pick up a piece of mushroom and chicken and put it in his bowl, and mouthed to him: Don't worry, I won't fall out with the God of Wealth.

After a few more minutes, the aisle was finally empty.

Gong Yuanzheng also lost interest in talking about this matter again, so he simply let it go. After he was full, he put down his chopsticks, rested for a while, and followed Zhang Xueming to the piano room.

It was difficult to walk around to help digestion, so Gong Yuanzheng imitated Zhang Xueming and stood against the wall. This posture seemed simple, but after standing for two quarters of an hour, there was actually a little sweat on his forehead, which was more strenuous than taking a walk.

Because Zhang Xueming refused to take the calming soup with lead powder, Gong Yuanzheng took her to the tea room and made her a three-flavor calming tea.

In order to achieve better results, Gong Yuanzheng crushed three grams of Chinese jujube kernels before putting them into boiling water, and added one gram each of Ophiopogon japonicus and Polygala tenuifolia. He boiled the pot of water until only one-tenth of it was left before pouring the deep red medicinal tea into a small bowl and pushing it in front of Zhang Xueming.

"You don't want to drink?" Zhang Xueming asked.

"I'll make another pot."

"Make a pot for brother later. He must have been scared when you released the flare." Zhang Xueming blew away the steam rising from the small bowl. "He came over wearing the soft-soled cloth shoes we gave him as a gift. I saw that the edges of his shoes were all scratched."

"Ah."

"Are you happy now? Even though he knew I was here, my brother still rushed over as soon as he saw you were in danger."

"Yeah, I'm happy." Gong Yuanzheng admitted it openly, and quickly added: "Brother is also worried about Zhao Zhao."

But Gong Yuanzheng couldn't drink this pot of medicinal tea because Gong Zishang came.

Qing Zhi came in to report that Miss Shang Gong and Mr. Hua had come to support, each holding a strange big black ball. As soon as they entered the room, they shouted and asked where the invaders were, saying that they wanted to blow up all the bad guys. As a result, they bumped into Gong Shangjiao and the two elders who had just finished their business.

Mr. Hua was taken away by the two elders, and the invading "thief" was carried away on a stretcher by the Huang Yu servants. It was said that he would be sent to the dungeon. Elder Hua said that he would ask the doctor from the clinic to treat him, and told Gong Yuanzheng not to worry about it. There was no need to let the victim treat the murderer. Elder Xue also acquiesced.

Gong Zishang was punished to kneel in the main hall, and the elders even left a yellow jade servant to watch over her, saying that she had to kneel for a full hour before she could get up. Gong Shangjiao asked Zhang Xueming to arrange a change of clothes and accommodation for Gong Zishang, so that she would not run around at night.

Gong Yuanzheng didn't know what to say. He held his forehead for a while and laughed, "She still has some conscience."

Zhang Xueming asked Qing Zhi: "Are the people from the other three palaces here?"

Qing Zhi replied, "Guard Jin Fu from Jiao Palace brought fifty guards with him. Only the eldest lady from Shang Palace came, and no one from Yu Palace came. The guards from Jiao Palace are helping to clean up the front yard. I asked the kitchen to prepare a midnight snack for them, but I didn't prepare any reward silver."

"That's right." Zhang Xueming gave her an appreciative look. "I don't know what kind of danger I'll encounter. I came here prepared to sacrifice my life, not for that little bit of money. We in Zheng Palace must remember this favor. If anything happens in Jiao Palace, we in Zheng Palace will also go all out. Take some time to talk to the people below, don't let them foolishly think that such rescue is a matter of course. There is nothing that is a matter of course in this world."

"Yes, Miss Zhao." Qing Zhi bowed respectfully, and found four blue silk cushions as Zhang Xueming instructed. She also picked up the red fox fur cloak with a white fur collar that Jiao Gong had given to Zhang Xueming when he entered the palace.

"Let's go, Ayuan, let's go pick up our elder sister." Zhang Xueming smiled and stretched out his hand to Gong Yuanzheng, who seized every opportunity to learn.

Gong Yuanzheng held her hand and smiled: "Okay, let's go pick up my elder sister."