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

In the morning, Zhang Xueming asked Jin Miao to go to the Zhiren Hall to deliver a letter to ask Gong Shangjiao "when will the clinic be able to welcome a master to take charge", and in the afternoon he was notified to go to the Elders' Council to "show his strengths".

Zhang Xueming immediately asked Gong Yuanzheng to take the jar containing the special medicine for soaking the golden needles, and gave the medicine box to Jin Miao to carry, and then they took the warm sedan chair to rush to the Elders' Council.

Before getting into the sedan chair, Gong Yuanzheng asked her again, "You don't need to use your inner strength?"

Zhang Xueming almost patted his chest and assured: "It won't be needed."

Only then did Gong Yuanzheng agree to go up.

Considering that Zhang Xueming said that asking the father and son to come to the clinic was to "utilize waste" and train people to help him, Gong Yuanzheng did not have the urge to poison them when he thought of the bad things they had done.

"Is (the golden needle treatment for changing one's appearance) permanent?" he asked Zhang Xueming curiously.

He allowed Zhang Xueming to use his internal energy to wrap himself, but he was not allowed to waste it on him, so he could only speak vaguely.

Zhang Xueming said softly: "The first time was seven days, the second time was half a month, and the third time was a month."

"Then?"

"Three months, half a year, a year." Zhang Xueming said, "That's it."

"It's fixed?" Gong Yuanzheng was shocked. He had never seen such a record in the many out-of-print medical books.

"It will recover a little, but it will be very different from its original appearance."

"Then you'll make things ugly for them later." Gong Yuanzheng grinned with ill intent.

Zhang Xueming looked at his expectant eyes and swallowed back the words "Those with a good foundation can't do it": "...I'll try my best."

The group of yellow jade servants in the Council of Elders were much more polite and friendly when they met Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng this time.

Jin Miao and the sedan chair stayed outside the Elders' Council.

Gong Yuanzheng was wearing a black stand-up collar robe embroidered with silver patterns, with a head full of pigtails adorned with silver bells, and a headband woven with black and gold eight-strand rope made by Zhang Xueming. He was clearly dressed like a noble young master, but he was carrying a medicine box on his back and holding a black pottery jar, which was so funny.

Zhang Xueming wanted to take the jar, but he wouldn't let her, without caring whether it looked good or not.

The person who came to pick them up was Jin Tong, who had knelt down and played leaf games with them the night before.

After walking along the long bluestone path and turning to the eaves corridor, there were not so many people. Jin Tong smiled a little and whispered, "The two elders don't look well. Be careful when you go in."

Zhang Xueming took out a small leather bag of milky hard rice cake from his sleeve pocket and gave it to him, while Gong Yuanzheng gave him a bag of spiced pork jerky. Huang Yushi had no days off and could not go to the front mountain without reason. Giving money was useless, and they valued those snacks more.

Jin Tong took it and hung it on his waist, then left the meeting room and backed away to the door before quickly turning around and walking away.

Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng held back their laughter and politely bowed to Gong Shangjiao and the two elders.

Elder Xue didn't ask anything, but Elder Hua was a little worried: "Xiao Zhaozhao, how many people have you used this skill on?"

"Two." Zhang Xueming glanced at the silent Gong Shangjiao, "My brother and I."

As expected, Elder Hua was immediately relieved: "That's good, that's good."

Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng were led into a secret room with stone walls on three sides. On the two beds inside lay the haggard Elder Yue and Young Master Yue.

The two people's eyeballs can move and they seem to be conscious, but they can't move.

"What is this?" Zhang Xueming looked at Gong Shangjiao inquiringly. The golden needles to change the face do not require general anesthesia.

Gong Shangjiao's eyes swept across the two men's faces, then quickly retracted, hiding his disgust very well: "I just drank 'Drunk and Bloody', you can't move for half an hour."

"Brother, 'Drunk and Blood'?" Gong Yuanzheng asked in a low voice. This was not something he had researched, could it be the Moon Palace in the back mountain?

His eyes fell on the elegant and handsome face of Young Master Yue. He paused for a few seconds before looking away. He was secretly glad that he had agreed with Zhao Zhao in advance to make the faces of Elder Yue and his son uglier. In the future, this crappy young master would not be able to walk around with that face.

"It's the anesthetic that Master Yue developed two years ago." Gong Shangjiao answered meaningfully.

When he heard that it was two years ago, Gong Yuanzheng immediately thought of the mess between Young Master Yue and the Wufeng Assassin. He also remembered that all the medicines he developed had their formulas submitted to the Council of Elders and Wanxiang Pavilion for filing, and were also being used in the back mountain. Why had he never even heard of the medicine developed by Young Master Yue?

It was obvious that every time my brother brought back rare medicinal herbs, the Moon Palace in the back mountain would select them first. Many of them were taken away by the Moon Palace even though he had only heard of their names and had never seen the real thing. It turned out that it was not that there were no results, but that they were not shared with the front mountain?

Then why should he report the formula?

Gong Yuanzheng pursed his lips and lowered his eyelids to block the murderous light that flashed across his eyes. He once again had the urge to poison Elder Yue and his son.

"Ayuan, the jar." Zhang Xueming spoke in time to interrupt his thoughts.

Gong Yuanzheng raised his eyes and looked at her for a few seconds, pursed his lips, and went over to open the jar. He put on gloves and took out ten half-inch long gold needles. Without putting them on the needle pad spread out beside him, he held them in his hand and handed them to her.

The elders were by his side, so Zhang Xueming could only pat his back soothingly: "Don't worry, Ayuan, the golden needle really doesn't require any internal energy to change your appearance."

The frowns on Elder Xue and Elder Hua's brows relaxed a little.

Zhang Xueming knew their concerns and gave Master Yue an acupuncture injection on his face first.

She didn't like this kind of love-brained man who could love someone to death despite a blood feud like her own sister Zheng Nanyi. No matter how good-looking he was, it would be useless, not to mention that he would soon not be good-looking anymore.

To put it simply, the golden needle facial enhancement is the minor adjustment of the facial features.

Is the inner corner of the eye bigger or smaller, is the outer corner of the eye upward or downward, is the brow peak higher or lower, is the nose tip more upright or drooping, is the lip corner upturned or downturned, is the temple more bulging or sunken, is there a nasolabial fold or no nasolabial fold, is there a Sichuan character wrinkle or no Sichuan character wrinkle...

A big difference.

Nowadays, people often have double eyelids and look like a completely different person, and everyone is used to it. But in the eyes of these ancient warriors, it is really a bit shocking that they can change their appearance without putting on a human skin mask.

Fortunately, Elder Xue and Elder Hua did not know much about medical skills, nor did they have the desire to get to the bottom of it and learn it.

In less than half an hour, facing the newly-made middle-aged version of Elder Yue with big eyes and river-shaped wrinkles and the middle-aged version of Young Master Yue with single eyelids, deep nasolabial folds and smiling lips, the two elders were amazed once and passed. After they understood that it was not a one-time thing and that it could be restored after stopping the injection, they just let it go.

"Two elders, how should we call Elder Yue and Young Master Yue in the future?" Zhang Xueming asked.

This really stumped the two elders, as it was not appropriate to let the younger generation name the elders. Elder Hua had no choice but to say, "You should first arrange for their accommodation, and let them tell you when they go tomorrow."

How can it be arranged?

Clean up the courtyard in the most remote northwest corner of the clinic, move the furniture from the warehouse over here over there and put it there, including a bed, a desk, and a cabinet, and find two sets of bedding to put around, and you're done.

Before Elder Yue, who changed his name to Jin Tu Yue, and Young Master Yue, who changed his name to Jin Yan Yue, could even think about the simple living environment, they were assigned to working groups respectively. Together with everyone else in the clinic, they welcomed a large number of guards and servants who came to register, undergo physical examinations, and collect medicines after hearing the news.