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

Gong Shangjiao left in a hurry. Apart from the reason of provocation, Zhang Xueming guessed that he was probably planning to deal with the documents that he had not finished dealing with last night before going to work.

The interrogation and treatment of Gong Huanyu, the punishment of Elder Yue and his son, the handling of the Wanhua Tower incident, the adjustment of the palace gate defense...

Come to think of it, it seems that Gong Shangjiao does have a lot to do recently?

Zhang Xueming shook her head. No matter how much it was, she had done her part, and the rest had nothing to do with her.

She continued to accompany Gong Yuanzheng to take care of the poisonous flowers and weeds in his secret pharmacy, and asked without missing a beat: "Ah Yuan, don't these herbs need to be pruned, trimmed, or thinned?"

"Yes, but..." It would be time for them to go back to the small hall to practice calligraphy. He could do it slowly by himself when he got home in the evening.

"Where are the tools?" Zhang Xueming said with a smile, "Don't underestimate me. Although my ability to grow herbs is far inferior to that of A Yuan who can create miracles, it is not much worse than that of experienced herbal farmers. Let's do it together. If I don't understand, you can teach me. It will always be faster than doing it by yourself staying up all night."

Gong Yuanzheng couldn't resist the temptation of the word "together".

He opened the cupboard, took out tools and spare gloves, and taught Zhang Xueming step by step how to prune several kinds of poisonous flowers. He also learned from Zhang Xueming's practice of praising him for every little thing, praising Zhang Xueming for being "smart" and "learning quickly". He felt that his vocabulary was too small, and secretly thought about squeezing out some time to read books other than medical books, so as to avoid feeling awkward when praising others.

"What should we do with the cut branches, leaves and flower buds?" Zhang Xueming asked at the right time. She had already stolen some and thrown them into the storage space while pruning the branches and leaves, and she still envied the remaining ones.

"Take them to the clinic or pharmacy for processing. They can all be used as medicine."

Zhang Xueming had to give up the idea of ​​"helping to deal with it" and put the remaining branches, leaves and flower buds into small waterproof cloth bags embroidered with the names of the plants according to their species.

After all the poisonous flowers and weeds in the secret pharmacy were trimmed, Gong Yuanzheng put a bunch of small cloth bags into a big bag and lifted it up, frowning and wondering: "Why is it so much lighter this time?" He took off his gloves and pulled Zhang Xueming out of the door to the light to check her face, and felt her pulse, still worriedly confirming: "Zhao Zhao, you didn't cheat, did you?"

"How can you eat it without washing it?" Zhang Xueming pretended to be angry and kicked his calf.

Gong Yuanzheng thought about it and it made sense. With her cleanliness freak, she wouldn't put the dust on the leaves and flowers into her mouth without paying attention. So he put his doubts aside and quickly hugged her and kissed her to express his apology.

Little did he know that if the battle caused by Gong Huanyu last night had not destroyed the flower bed, the manager would have come to him to tell him about the recent damage and even loss of poisonous flowers and plants in the front yard.

Gong Yuanzheng's apology was very much in line with Zhang Xueming's wishes.

The young master, who was still learning and growing, was caught and kissed all over again. When he went to the small hall with Zhang Xueming to practice calligraphy, his face was red, which made Jin Miao couldn't help asking: "Sir, do you have a fever? Your face is very red."

In return, Gong Yuanzheng rolled his eyes.

During calligraphy practice, Gong Yuanzheng continued to copy the family rules, while Zhang Xueming thought for a while and recited a love poem.

The number of embroidered handkerchiefs that came with her dowry box was decreasing at a rate of at least one per day. No matter how many embroidered handkerchiefs she had practiced with, they could not withstand such consumption.

The sewing room did rush out a batch, but the rush meant the patterns were simple, which Zhang Xueming didn't think much of.

Why not change it to embroidering poems, one poem for each handkerchief, and squeeze out some time to embroider them specifically for Gong Yuanzheng to collect, and he can also experience the fun of collecting cards, how great.

During this time, Gong Yuanzheng sneaked over to see what she was writing. Zhang Xueming deliberately waited for him to get closer before suddenly covering up most of the paper that was filled with words, leaving only one sentence for him to read carefully -

"A piece of white handkerchief to express my heart's gratitude."

Gong Yuanzheng was stunned for a long while without saying a word. With a red face, he rolled back to the desk to copy the family rules and calm down.

This way of expressing feelings through poetry is more stimulating to a young man who is just beginning to fall in love than hugging or kissing.

During morning exercises, Gong Yuanzheng would occasionally glance at Zhang Xueming lovingly while doing horse stance. When demonstrating his hidden weapon throwing skills to Zhang Xueming, he paid special attention to his posture, just like a peacock spreading its tail, exuding a strong scent of courtship.

Jin Miao and Su Rong, who were trying to work and exercise at the same time, were made very embarrassed and quietly ran to the farthest place away from the two men, trying not to see them.

Unfortunately, everyone else understood the White House's intention for the expedition, but the one person who should have understood was particularly unromantic when it came to training life-saving skills.

In addition, the only message Zhang Xueming could get from face reading was "Zhao Zhao, look at me!" This was a strong and overwhelming message, so Zhang Xueming asked Gong Yuanzheng in a low voice: "A Yuan, tell me the truth, is it because my elder sister was here today that you were embarrassed to eat more and didn't have enough breakfast?"

With Gong Yuanzheng's usual arm strength, he could easily throw a new hidden weapon over two hundred meters. Now he turned around and increased his arm strength, and the hidden weapon fell down after flying less than a hundred meters?

You must not have eaten enough.

Gong Yuanzheng's full of friendship was blocked by these words. He glanced at Zhang Xueming with resentment, turned his back to her, and after a long while, a low "hmm" came out of his throat.

Zhang Xueming thought he was just shy and embarrassed, and comforted him: "What's the big deal? Let's go back and have some snacks."

Fortunately, Gong Yuanzheng had a strong self-soothing skill. He calmed himself down after a short while and followed Zhang Xueming back for a snack with a smile.

Zhang Xueming couldn't help laughing when he saw the expression of "Zhao Zhao loves me" and "Zhao Zhao loves me". He even picked up some grass leaves and made a small grasshopper for him to play with.

Then he said, "There was such a big commotion in the palace last night, but the chief guard and the three guards of the Liu family have not shown up yet. They are dereliction of duty. You can directly issue an official document to send them back to the guard camp, and then have Jin Miao take the official document to the guard camp later."

"Well, they bumped into us on their own, which saved us a lot of trouble." Gong Yuanzheng held the straw grasshopper and looked at it over and over again, then swung it around to play with it, his smile sweeter.

He thought for a moment and asked Zhang Xueming, "Zhao Zhao, my brother said that he would announce the poisoning of people in Wanhua Tower in the palace this morning, and ask all the servants and guards to be reported to me. He also asked the clinic to give them a simple physical examination while distributing anthelmintics, and verify their basic information... There are only eight doctors in the clinic, and most of the apprentices are still identifying herbs. How should this be arranged?"

"...How many people and guards are there in the mountain ahead? Did he set a deadline for completion?" Zhang Xueming cursed Gong Shangjiao in his heart as "Gong Ba Pi". He gave him suggestions one foot, and then assigned the work to Gong Yuanzheng the next foot. Isn't this a roundabout way of trying to trick her into doing the job?