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

Zhang Xueming led Gong Yuanzheng, who looked angry and had flowers flying behind his back, back to Zheng Palace.

Gong Shangjiao, who couldn't sit still, went to work. Huachaoju was being renovated, so the two of them went to Gong Yuanzheng's Miaoxiaju and sat in the tea room, some embroidering and some daydreaming.

When he stopped being dazed, the new robe that had been delayed until now due to an accident was finally finished and placed in front of him.

The front of the ivory-white cross-collared gown seemed like a small pond. Small red carps with gold edges swam in groups of three or five from the pond to the wide river of the lilac-colored wide-sleeved robe. They went downstream, swam happily towards the hem of the robe, circled around the hem of the robe, then went upstream again and struggled to jump out of the water.

Gong Yuanzheng was both surprised and angry. Looking at Zhang Xueming's gentle smiling face, he could not vent his anger. He just hugged her and complained, "Didn't you agree to only embroider a few pieces a day? Don't you want your eyes anymore?"

"Oh, I couldn't sleep so I used it to kill time. Who knew I would finish it so quickly?" Zhang Xueming teased him, "Why should we sleep for a long time when we are alive? We will sleep forever after we die, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Gong Yuanzheng was so angry that he bit her mouth, but she pushed him down and kissed him until her eyes were wet, then she let him go.

"Tell me, are you happy to have new clothes to wear?" Zhang Xueming held Gong Yuanzheng's chest with one hand to prevent him from getting up, and pinched his nose with the other hand.

After returning from Pinghu Restaurant, Zhang Xueming relaxed a little more. Gong Yuanzheng actually liked this feeling and was quite happy to be bullied.

"Happy, very, very happy!" he said loudly, his voice muffled and his nose blocked.

"That's more like it." Zhang Xueming raised his chin proudly, retracted his hand, stared at his hair and frowned: "It's just that the hairstyle doesn't seem to match. It would look better with a high ponytail, or a small jade crown on the top of the head, and the rest of the hair is loose?"

It’s also nice to play Miracle Sign for a while.

Unfortunately, when Gong Yuanzheng heard that his new hairstyle was going to be changed, he got up and ran away with his clothes: "No, I'll wear my new clothes in a few days. I don't want to change my hairstyle. You just braided it for me this morning!"

There was no one else in Miaoxiaju, so Zhang Xueming lifted her skirt and chased after him. She didn't use Qinggong, but deliberately slowed down a step and just ran after him: "Stop, let's try first!"

"No, no, no!" Gong Yuanzheng knew that she was joking with him, so he cooperated with her and jumped around like a rabbit.

The two people were quarreling and the sound of their footsteps made the huge Miaoxia Residence lively.

The noise was so loud that Jin Miao outside the door couldn't help showing a bit of disgust. The two little ancestors went out for a stroll last night, came back to play games in the dark in the second half of the Zheng Palace, and started to make noise again this morning. How come they are so energetic?

The two people in the room didn't know they were being despised. After having enough fun, Zhang Xueming stopped in the tea room: "Okay, I won't touch your hair anymore. Put away your clothes and come out to paint."

I already had several albums to paint as gifts, and now I have two more to send to the North. I want to send them to the old man in the sixth room, but not to my own old man? I'll wait and see him cry when I return to the North.

In previous years, she would send picture albums home every quarter to let her family know she was safe. This time, entertainment turned into homework, so she had to treat it as a way to improve her painting skills.

Gong Yuanzheng hid his clothes before coming out. He also straightened his messy hairstyle in front of the large bronze mirror that had not been moved back into the tea room, and then he took out the box containing the line drawings and paints.

While Zhang Xueming was instructing him to paint, he was also drawing the background, outlining and adding colors.

She is experienced, has the help of the Memory Palace, and can use her inner strength to dry the paint, so she can paint very quickly.

Gong Yuanzheng drew five paintings for her, and when she saw that he was tired, she drew a four-frame cartoon to amuse him.

The painting depicts the scene where Gong Yuanzheng hid in a big tree outside the ladies' quarters and was discovered by Zhang Xueming who opened the window to get some fresh air.

Both are Q version characters, but Gong Yuanzheng has cat ears and whiskers.

Zhang Xueming pushed open the window and both of them were startled. He also wrote in tiny calligraphy in the bubble above Gong Yuanzheng's head: Oh no, we've been discovered!

And he wrote in the bubble above Zhang Xueming’s head: Where did the cat come from?

Zhang Xueming jumped onto the tree and fed the "cat". The "big cat" jumped down the tree and ran away, not only taking away her handkerchief, but also looking back before leaving. The bubble on its head read: If you feed me, you will be my wife. I will come to ask you to marry me tomorrow.

Gong Yuanzheng was shy for only three seconds before he couldn't help but burst into laughter: "That's right, if you feed me you will be my wife!"

The two chatted and laughed, and when they got tired of painting, they went to the pharmacy to do experiments.

Thanks to Zhang Xueming's suggestion to promote "Mrs. Jin's Health-preserving Pills", Gong Yuanzheng felt that other daily medicines with common medicinal materials could also be made and sold in various pharmacies around the palace.

He took out a prescription for moistening the lungs and relieving coughs. The two of them prepared the medicine and ground it into powder. Zhang Xueming asked someone to bring out the pill-rolling board that was ordered from the Shang Palace.

Place the prepared medicine strips on the lower plate with even grooves, then align the front and rear ends of the upper plate and push them down and back and forth. Soon, a group of ten pills of the same size will be made.

"Ayuan, come and try it." After Zhang Xueming finished the demonstration, he gave his seat to Gong Yuanzheng.

After trying it, Gong Yuanzheng frowned and said, "It's not as fast as when I rub it with my bare hands."

Zhang Xueming smiled and said, "Then think about how long it took you to practice rolling pills quickly and well? If you could save the time you spend practicing rolling pills, would you have more time to do other things?"

"But I'm already proficient in it now." Gong Yuanzheng suddenly had an idea. "Does Zhao Zhao want to use it at the clinic?"

Zhang Xueming nodded and said, "I asked someone to inquire about it. The apprentices in the clinic have been here for almost four years. They haven't learned much about identifying medicinal herbs, and most of their time is spent practicing making balls with mud.

Now that he has started teaching, I plan to order a batch of pill rolling boards and send them over so that the apprentices can spend all their time studying. At the end of each month, there will be an exam, both a written exam and a practical assessment. Those who rank high will receive rewards. What do you think?"

"Who will write the test papers?" This is the only thing Gong Yuanzheng cared about.

"You ask Jin Miao to take a document to that person, asking him to submit the teaching plan one month in advance. Then you can ask the doctors to set questions according to the monthly teaching plan, and you can decide the final test questions. How do you think?"

"That's good. I'll do as you say." Gong Yuanzheng did what he said and went out to assign work to Jin Miao: "I'll give you half an hour to write a document for me to see."

Ignoring Jin Miao's resentful look, he stated his request, smiling: "I heard that Jin Miao, you have been here for less than half a month, and you received nearly thirty taels of silver including monthly salary and bonus money the other day? Keep up the good work this month and strive to get thirty taels next month. I am optimistic about you."

Jin Miao retreated in tears. What kind of suffering is it that a thug has to work as a clerk? He practiced martial arts so hard because he didn't want to be a clerk, okay? After so many years of wisdom, he still fell into the hands of these two living ancestors.