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

In the side hall next to the Zhiren Hall, because of the dim light due to the snow, the three rows of small square paper lanterns hanging from the beams were all lit.

Jin Fu ignored Jin Yi who was looking dissatisfied, pushed open the half-open door of the palace, and stepped aside.

Gong Yuanzheng and Zhang Xueming walked in one after another.

The three people who were sitting or standing in front of the large square screen turned their heads and looked at them at the same time.

"Meet the young master and the three elders."

Zhang Xueming did not walk forward side by side with Gong Yuanzheng, but stood on his right, half a step behind him. After he saluted, he clasped his hands together, half-knelt sideways, and saluted to the three current senior palace officials in front of him in a graceful and generous manner.

Without Gongmen Zhiren's order, her current status in Gongmen was just a bride-to-be, not the head of the Zheng family. Moreover, although she had some speculations about Gong Shangjiao's purpose in asking her to come, Gong Shangjiao believed in Zhang Xueming, but that didn't mean others would believe him. She loved money and didn't like trouble, so she didn't want to rush to compete with others.

But she wanted to be low-key, and it was impossible to be low-key with her stunning beauty that seemed to gather all the radiance in the room as soon as she entered the room.

Even Elder Xue and Elder Hua, who were extremely anxious because of the accident with the sword, could not help but be stunned when they saw her. Looking at her generous and natural manners, it seemed that the anxiety in their hearts had dissipated a lot, and they could not help but smile at this inappropriate time.

"No need to be so polite." Elder Hua raised his hand. Although his expression softened, his tone was still unquestionably tough. It could be heard that he was still somewhat dissatisfied with Gong Shangjiao's decision. "Shangjiao, take Yuanzheng in."

Elder Xue spoke at the right time, in a gentle tone: "Miss Zheng Er, do you mind accompanying us two old people to sit next door for a cup of tea and a chat?"

Gong Shangjiao was helpless, but he also knew that arguing with them would only waste time. Zhi Ren was ill, and the elders were still there, so it was not the young master's turn to give orders. The fact that he was able to get the opportunity to let Zhang Xueming come here was already the result of the elders' willingness to give in.

"Then please ask Miss Zheng Er to go to the next room and talk with the two elders first. Shang Jiao is sorry for being rude." He returned a salute to Zhang Xueming, looked at her deeply, and then called Gong Yuanzheng to go in from the side of the screen.

It seems that she has to make good use of this bet of money today. Zhang Xueming understood, and smiled at Elder Xue: "I am only a little knowledgeable in the art of tea. I would be more than happy if the elders are willing to appreciate and guide me."

The voice is clear and pleasant, like the sound of forest and spring water, and the pronunciation has a rhythm that can relax the body and mind.

Seeing that she was not unhappy, and had no intention of relying on her relationship with Gong Shangjiao to stay, Elder Xue and Elder Hua looked at each other and nodded secretly in their hearts. That's right, children should be well-behaved and obedient to be liked.

The two elders took Zhang Xueming out and went to the small hall next door.

Although the space here is not as large as that of the side hall, and the layout and display are not as luxurious as those in the side hall, it has a different kind of implicit beauty.

In front of the floor-standing screen with a picture of cranes dancing on auspicious clouds, there is a boxwood tea table with all kinds of tea sets on it. It can be seen that it is not used often, but someone has always taken care of it and it is quite clean.

"Then I will show you my ugliness." Zhang Xueming bowed again, walked around the tea table, and reached out to take off his veil.

She has black hair, red clothes, snow-white skin, red lips, a pair of bright eyes that seem to shine with thousands of stars, and a smile on her face, she is as beautiful as a fairy from heaven.

In an instant, the two elders felt as if the simply decorated small hall had turned into the magnificent Langhuan Fairy Palace. Fairy music lingered in their ears. It was like a dream, and they felt so light that they seemed to be floating.

Zhang Xueming raised his hand and made a "please" gesture: "Two elders, please take a seat."

This time, let alone Elder Xue, even the upright and strong-willed Elder Hua sat down obediently on the other side of the tea table.

When people get old, they like young people who are well-behaved, sensible, polite and talkative. What's more, she has a beautiful appearance and manners, which is better than all the young people in the palace combined! She also has a very nice voice!

The palace gates were covered by poisonous miasma all year round, and the humidity was heavy, so the masters and servants were used to drinking medicinal tea. Zhang Xueming brushed her clothes and slowly knelt down, tidied up her spread skirt, and did not rush to work, but first asked the two elders what kind of medicinal tea they were drinking recently.

I heard that one was drinking something to drive away the cold and dampness, while the other was drinking something to nourish the lungs and get rid of dryness. Combined with the observations of the condition of their skin and hair, it was known that one of these two elders had lived in a cold place for many years, while the other was just the opposite.

She simply boiled a pot of the simplest Chinese wolfberry, astragalus, dried ginger and puffed tamarind tea to nourish the kidneys, dispel cold and moisten the lungs. As for the efficacy of the medicine, it can only be said that it is better than nothing. Drinking hot drinks in winter, even if it is useless, warms the body.

Fortunately, whatever the beauty does is pleasing to the eye. Elder Xue and Elder Hua were delighted to see her, and they were not picky. They happily raised a glass each, and the three of them sat around and chatted about family matters.

Zhang Xueming used the golden sales tactics that she had learned while working at a senior walking shoe company before she became a travel photographer in her previous life. Add to that the level 6 micro-expressions, level 4 logical reasoning and level 6 acting skills that she had mastered in this life. She was trying to coax people, and anyone who came would be confused.

By the time her self-summarized tactics (the "praise" method + the "standing on the same side with you" empathy method + the real health class) came to an end, Elder Xue in the outer room had already given away a personal jade pendant and a string of yellow chalcedony bracelets as a greeting gift, and promised to give three snow lotuses to Zhang Xueming for beauty and health. He secretly felt sorry that the top-grade snow lotus had to be agreed by the blade holder before it could be given. Otherwise, who knows how happy the little girl would smile if he gave one to her.

Although Elder Hua had only given a short knife that could cut through iron like mud, he felt that as a fellow elder of the back mountain, his gift was less and less valuable than Elder Xue's, which made him lose face. He was a strong man all his life, so he immediately promised Zhang Xueming a finely crafted heavy knife, a hidden weapon bag, and a pair of gold-wire protective gloves, without any regret or regret.

When Elder Yue came out of the side hall and stepped into the door of the small hall, he heard Elder Hua's hearty laughter: "Xiao Zhaozhao is too polite. Don't call me elder. Just call me 'Grandpa Hua'! Just stay in the women's guest house with peace of mind. You can visit any palace you want in the future. If anyone dares to give you a hard time, just come to the elders' house to find Grandpa Hua. Grandpa Hua will support you!"

Elder Xue also echoed softly, "That's right, Zhao Zhao doesn't have to worry about being alone in the palace. Your Grandpa Hua and I are your relatives. You don't have to bother making clothes and shoes for the grandpas. It's both tiring and hurtful to the eyes. Just eat and play on weekdays. When you have time, come to the Elders' House often to drink tea and talk with the grandpas. The grandpas will be very happy."

Elder Yue was greatly surprised. After seeing Zhang Xueming's face and hearing Zhang Xueming's smooth and pleasing bow and clear and pleasant "Elder Yue", he also dizzily followed the words of Elders Hua and Xue and changed his name to "Grandpa Yue".

Zhang Xueming called out "Grandpa Yue" three times in a sweet voice and said a string of caring and comforting words. Elder Yue, who had been worrying about the Moon Palace and the sword for days and had bags under his eyes, felt that he had finally met someone who understood him. He was so moved that tears glistened in his eyes.

He wiped away his tears secretly, relaxed completely, and happily integrated into this newly formed small circle. Like his two old colleagues and old friends, he gradually lost himself in Zhang Xueming's call of "Grandpa".

Zhang Xueming once again obtained a piece of medicinal jade that he could hold in his hand and play with, as well as a jade pendant for his body. In addition, a batch of precious medicinal materials unique to the palace that can replenish qi, blood, and beautify the skin are on the way.

Zhang Xueming is not a stingy person. Since the three new "grandfathers" were generous, she returned the favor by kindly letting them try her exclusive shoulder and neck massage, and generously asked them to send people to learn so that "these grandfathers who have been working hard these days can sleep well at night."

The three old men who had spent half their lives in the palace threw away their last bit of dignity and fell completely.

Not long after, Gong Shangjiao led Gong Yuanzheng to arrive. They originally wanted to have a good talk with the elders and try to find an opportunity for Zhang Xueming to show off his medical skills so that they could settle the official bill at the palace gate.

As a result, when I entered the room, I found that less than half an hour had passed, and the three stubborn old men in the Elders' Council had become Zhang Xueming's relatives.

Elder Hua said, "Shang Jiao, our little Zhao Zhao is good at health care. Although she has other ideas about relaxing muscles and activating joints, the current situation of wielding a blade is not the time for our little Zhao Zhao to take action. You called people here so early but didn't arrange for anyone to entertain them. If Elder Xue and I were not free, wouldn't we be neglecting our little Zhao Zhao? Young people, you should think carefully before doing things, and don't just think about the beginning and ignore the end. You must know that from today on, you have to take on the heavy responsibility of wielding a blade, and you must not be careless."

Elder Xue also said, "That's exactly what I said. The former young master and Zhiren had accidents one after another, Wufeng is watching covetously outside, and the palace can't stand the turmoil. Shangjiao, you must succeed Zhiren immediately. Shangjiao, it's not that we abuse our power. Before you came, Zhiren had already signed the resignation letter and also stamped your succession document. The document was escorted by Hongyu to the Elders' Council for temporary storage. You and I will go to the Elders' Council to get the document and then return to Zhiren Hall to invite the Palace Master of Shang Palace to come and witness your succession to Zhiren.

Just one thing, after you become a Blade Master, although you cannot leave the Old Dust Valley, you cannot abandon your old friends completely. You must keep the Zheng family's affairs in mind, and inform Zhao Zhao of any news about Master Zheng in a timely manner, so as not to make Zhao Zhao worry, and do not let Master Zheng down."

Elder Lian Yue nodded in agreement, "That's right, that's right. In recent years, Shang Jiao has been taken care of by Master Zheng. Even if Shang Jiao becomes a swordsman, he must not be ungrateful. Shang Jiao, you must know that the three of us old men are Zhao Zhao's relatives in this palace. If you treat her badly, don't blame us for helping her."

The knife-wielding man lying on the hospital bed, who had suffered a stroke and hemiplegia due to being so angry with his own son, was no longer within their consideration.

There was no other way. When Hongyu Maid Jin Yi and a group of secret guards saw the father and son gathering together, they followed Zhiren's order and gave way on their own. As a result, Zhiren's accident was not discovered in time. Afterwards, Jin Yi ran to the back mountain to find Elder Yue for treatment, which wasted a lot of time. Even though Elder Yue was proficient in medicine, he could only let Gong Hongyu rest.

It was a pity that Gong Shangjiao was dizzy and dazed by the violent beating from the old men as soon as he entered the door. He was so depressed that veins bulged on his forehead. He couldn't be happy even if he knew that he would be a blade bearer today.

After a long while, he bowed again and managed to say: "... Shang Jiao will accept your instruction."

How careless! He only wanted to get Zhiren to work quickly and let Gongmen pay the money to hire the gold-eating beast, but he forgot that this thing is best at fooling the elderly.

Not to mention her own father, Sect Leader Zheng, even those stubborn elders of the Zheng family were beaten by her "blood circulation, blood stasis removal, meridian relaxation and collateral activation" palm strike and were bedridden for more than ten days. When they got up, they would smile and brag to everyone they met, "My Zhao Zhao is so great" and "My Zhao Zhao is so filial".

He was not careful and his house was robbed!

However, for the first time, Gong Yuanzheng did not follow Gong Shangjiao obediently. Instead, he followed Gong Shangjiao to pay his respects as soon as he entered the door. Then, under the surprised gazes of the elders, he rushed to sit down next to Zhang Xueming.

He took a celadon teacup and placed it in front of Zhang Xueming. He did not say a word when the elders were "reminding" Gong Shangjiao. He just stared at Zhang Xueming with his cheeks slightly puffed up and two tufts of bangs hanging down in front of his forehead, making him look like a puppy begging for food.

Zhang Xueming winked at him, poured him a cup of tea, and even threw a small piece of rock honey into the teacup. She also said nothing, but made a "please" gesture to him. Seeing him holding the teacup and smiling with his teeth showing, she couldn't help but lower her eyes and smile, with a hint of shyness.

"Zhao Zhao, you are amazing." He suddenly approached her and whispered in her ear, "How did you do it?" How did you make everyone like you? Can't you just let so many people see you? Why didn't they mention me, but always let your brother take care of you? Did you lie to me about what you just promised me?

Everyone on the field is a martial artist with sharp eyes and ears, so who can't hear?

It sounded like the compliment was sincere, but it was inappropriate.

The smile on Zhang Xueming's face not only did not disappear, but became even more intense.

She looked up at the pair of eyes with dark pupils but a hint of malice for some reason, and imitated him and whispered: "Yes, do you want to learn? I will teach you. If you want to be liked by others, it is very simple - be polite, respectful, and put yourself in other people's shoes. The most important thing is to exchange sincerity for sincerity." No wonder. The deeper the routine, the more benefits you will get and the fewer stumbling blocks on the road. Stupid boy, you can't even make a stumbling block, pointing at the monk and calling him a bald donkey, and insinuating that the old man is confused in front of him, you really know how to make trouble for yourself.

The coldness in the eyes of the three elders disappeared before it took shape, and they happily stopped paying attention to the quarrel between the two young men. Thinking about the gossips from the front mountain that the guards had reported to them, they understood in their hearts: the young man Mu Ai seemed to have come to his senses, and began to care about others dragging his sweetheart and other men together, even if that man was his brother.

But it’s a good thing. Now that the little vicious kid has a sweetheart, he seems to be a little more human now?

He took another look at Gong Shangjiao, who still had a cold face as if his facial features were frozen, and lowered his eyes with a little disdain to drink tea. A man with a long mouth is as good as having no mouth, a man who can't even smile, he deserves his fiancée to run away with his brother!