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

Gong Shangjiao had such a comfortable sleep that all his muscles and bones were relaxed. He looked like a well-fed cat, with laziness showing between his handsome eyebrows.

He had changed into a black velvet robe and trousers with golden laurels embroidered on the shoulders, and black velvet-lined cloth shoes. He was not wearing a headband, and his long hair was casually tied up, giving him the look of a homely husband. However, the big red lantern in his hand did not quite match his clothing and temperament.

"Brother!" Gong Yuanzheng's guilty conscience disappeared, his eyes widened with anxiety, but he didn't dare to grab it.

Gong Shangjiao ignored him, made eye contact with Zhang Xueming for only a moment, and then quickly looked away.

He just stood there, throwing the rolling lantern up and catching it, throwing it twice, glancing at his silly brother who could only follow the rolling lantern, and sneered, "What a promising young man."

"Brother!" Gong Yuanzheng turned around angrily: "Zhao Zhao, look, brother is bullying me again!"

Zhang Xueming looked at Gong Shangjiao, his lips curved, and he smiled very gently: "Listening to the sound of your footsteps and breathing frequency... must your internal strength have reached a new level? Congratulations, brother. It seems that acupuncture is indeed beneficial to your health. Why don't you stay at Zheng Palace tonight, and I will..."

“No need.” Gong Shangjiao coughed dryly, glared at Gong Yuanzheng, threw the rolling lamp to him, and resolutely stopped looking at Zhang Xueming. He turned to Gong Yuanzheng and said, “Brother Yuanzheng, go to the bedroom and get me some clean clothes. I need to take a shower and change clothes.”

Gong Yuanzheng suppressed his laughter, held the rolling lantern and performed an awkward salute: "Yes, brother." Then he turned around and quickly walked away.

Gong Shangjiao stood still by the door. Zhang Xueming raised his eyebrows and said with a fake smile, "What are you doing, brother? You're so distant with your sister right after you woke up?"

Gong Shangjiao felt awkward for a few seconds, then slowly walked over and sat down opposite her. He lowered his eyes to look at the dark purple tea table, neither moving nor speaking.

There was no way, Gong Shangjiao felt guilty.

When he first woke up, he was indeed a little angry, but he found that several meridians that were blocked by internal injuries last time were unblocked, his martial arts technique had broken through, and he could no longer be angry.

Moreover, thinking back carefully to what Zhang Xueming had said to him in the morning, and thinking about how Zhang Xueming had given him acupuncture even though he knew he hated it, and that although he had been awake throughout the deworming process, he had suddenly pinched him unconscious at the end, leaving him sleeping until almost dark. Perhaps the total treatment time was exactly six hours, which was equal to the duration of the deworming drug.

Gong Shangjiao knew that he didn't know how to face Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng after eavesdropping, so he wanted to divert their attention by taking anthelmintics. He didn't want to really lose consciousness, and he suspected that Zhang Xueming had a way to solve this problem, so he took the opportunity to plot against her. All these things were discovered.

Zhang Xueming did not wait until tomorrow to take revenge, he took it on the spot and made him owe him a big favor.

Zhang Xueming poured a cup of warm water, took out a small jade bottle, and pushed the cup and bottle in front of him. He didn't say what the medicine was, but just said, "Brother, take the medicine."

Gong Shangjiao didn't ask any questions. He opened the medicine bottle, poured out a white pill, and swallowed it with water.

"Brother is so straightforward. You trust me so much?" Zhang Xueming snorted and refilled him with warm water. "You're not afraid that I will lie to you and poison you."

Gong Shangjiao listened and felt that she was saying, "Aren't you afraid that I will get angry and slap you to death?" When they first met, he was so suspicious that he wanted to strangle her neck, and the pain of being slapped and lying on the ground seemed to come back.

He raised his eyes and quickly glanced at Zhang Xueming, then picked up the teacup and drank the water in one gulp, and called out in a low voice with a hint of pleading, "Zhao Zhao."

Both of them knew that Gong Yuanzheng had turned back, so they huddled behind the cubicle door and eavesdropped, but neither of them exposed him.

As for Gong Shangjiao, his image burden had been shattered by Zhang Xueming's hug in the morning and the pats and cheers afterwards. He was in a state of mind of giving up everything, and as long as Gong Yuanzheng danced in front of him, he would pretend not to know.

"Zhao Zhao, thank you very much, and... I'm sorry."

Both of them knew clearly what to thank and what to apologize for.

Zhang Xueming squinted at him and said, "I accepted the first part, because it's what I deserve. Forget about the second part, because my brother will dare to do it next time anyway."

Gong Shangjiao said awkwardly: "It has become a habit."

"It's okay." Zhang Xueming put a copy of the "Madam Jin Wengong Pills Production and Sales Plan" and a copy of the "Zhenggong Cosmetics Production and Sales Plan" written later in front of him, "Brother, take care of these two things, and there will be no follow-up to today's matter. I will keep a record of all the minor fights in the future, and when we have accumulated enough, we will meet at the martial arts arena."

What could Gong Shangjiao say? He was so busy and had to work more, so he could only force a smile.

After reading it, he wanted to try to get a share of the profits. Facing her scrutinizing gaze, Gong Shangjiao smiled weakly and said, "Very good. I'll do it right away."

Zhang Xueming nodded and smiled in satisfaction, and raised his voice, "Ayuan, have you brought my spare clothes? Hurry up, I am getting impatient."

Gong Yuanzheng came out holding the robe, trying not to glance at Gong Shangjiao's face: "Brother, let's go."

Dinner was still cooked in a pot, the soup was made of mutton and fresh fish. The side dishes were both meat and vegetables, but there was no fresh mutton, all of which were boiled meat with the smell removed, of moderate thickness and especially large pieces.

The kitchen also sent the sesame paste, minced garlic, fermented bean curd, chives and chili oil that Zhang Xueming requested.

Gong Yuanzheng imitated the ingredients that Gong Shangjiao prepared for Zhang Xueming and himself. It was so spicy that he stuck out his tongue and complained, "Brother, your spleen and stomach are out of balance. You can't eat such spicy food."

Gong Shangjiao glanced at him sideways, and said righteously: "Just eat yours, and I'll take the medicine after you finish it."

What are you talking about! You are so willful, are you really my brother? Gong Yuanzheng was dumbfounded, but after recovering, he couldn't help but persuade her: "My brother usually eats light food, and if he suddenly eats something so spicy, his stomach will hurt at night."

The person who had said earlier that he would not stay overnight changed his words: "Don't worry, I will stay tonight. I have a stomachache at night, and my brother Yuanzheng will make medicine for me."

More lively than a little.

The brothers were arguing, but Zhang Xueming didn't bother to pay attention. She made Gong Yuanzheng a new bowl of sesame paste without chili, and ate her own meal. Gong Yuanzheng was too concerned because he was confused. He had just eaten steamed cheese with sugar before the meal, and had just drunk rice oil, which had a good effect on protecting his stomach.

Seeing that there were not many vegetarian and meat dishes left, Zhang Xueming poured the noodles into the soup and cooked them. The two brothers immersed themselves in eating and did not even bother to talk.

After the meal, the three of them, wearing royal blue clothes of the same material but different styles, walked around the Zheng Palace for a while. After coming back to check the files sent by the clinic, they changed into black velvet home clothes of different patterns and sat in the tea room to make digestive tea and drink it.

Gong Shangjiao received a box of twelve bottles of laurel water from his younger brother.

"Drop a few drops into the ink when grinding it. The scent of laurel can calm your mind." Gong Yuanzheng looked at Gong Shangjiao expectantly, "Zhao Zhao and I spent the whole afternoon making this. Come and see if you like it, brother."

Under the light, Gong Shangjiao looked at the two little ones smiling opposite him and couldn't help but soften his brows.

He took out a bottle and opened the lid. The light fragrance of laurel emanated from it. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said seriously, "I like it. I will use it well."

The next second, the willful brother came back: "I want to eat mutton noodles tomorrow morning. You have to make me a rolling lantern, too."

The older brother will have to work hard to support the family in the future, so his younger brothers and sisters should pamper him!