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

"Do you think everyone is like you, who only wants to play with everything they see?" Gong Shangjiao adjusted his sleeves, "Don't think about my ink pond. There are plenty of ponds inside the palace. You can play as you like."

He glanced at Gong Yuanzheng who was standing beside him with his arms folded. He saw Gong Yuanzheng's eyes darting back and forth between him and Zhang Xueming. His expression changed from time to time, and he was very strange. He pursed his lips and explained helplessly, "Brother Yuanzheng, don't be surprised. Miss Zheng has always been like this. She is willing to pretend in front of people she doesn't know well, but her true colors are revealed in front of people she knows well."

So he is Zhao Zhao's acquaintance! Gong Yuanzheng was immediately happy, and his mood change was obvious at a glance. He asked tentatively: "Brother, have you known Zhao Zhao for a long time? Are you... very good friends?"

Gong Shangjiao's mouth twitched, and he could no longer maintain his indifferent expression. He rarely gave up on controlling his expression, and let his facial features combine to form a funny expression that was both indescribable and disgusted.

"Not long, the days are like years." He answered briefly, and after thinking for a while, he decided to reveal something to his brother: "Miss Zheng Er can be trusted, we are working together."

It was so straightforward that even Gong Yuanzheng, who had a brother complex, felt that he might be being impolite to Zhang Xueming, and he unconsciously let go of his arms.

How could he help his brother? He stole a glance at Zhang Xueming and felt extremely embarrassed.

Zhang Xueming seemed not to have heard Gong Shangjiao's comment. He smiled and tilted his head to look over: "Ayuan, do you know where I can find some white paper? I want to fold a boat."

"Oh, wait, I'll get it for you." Gong Yuanzheng walked a few steps towards the study before he remembered to look back at Gong Shangjiao, feeling a little embarrassed, "Brother?"

Gong Shangjiao waved his hand to signal him to take it, but he said coldly: "Zheng Zhaozhao, didn't you hear me telling you not to go after Mo Chi? Also, don't lead my brother astray."

Gong Yuanzheng was startled, and stopped to look back, looking at him and then at Zhang Xueming. Brother's tone is so scary, will Zhao Zhao be scared to tears?

Zhang Xueming covered his ears with one hand perfunctorily, and used his other hand to flick the water with his fingers, muttering, "I don't want to listen, you bastard."

"You are such a naughty boy, you are so old." Gong Shangjiao glared at her, and walked to the dining room with his sleeves swung. He didn't scare this thick-skinned man who was not afraid of boiling water, but scared his brother instead. It was bad luck.

Gong Yuanzheng had a sense of déjà vu as if he saw a big naughty child and her helpless old father. The three big words "Second Uncle Gong" floated across his mind.

So the tacit understanding that these two people inadvertently revealed was actually caused by the worrying uncle being troubled by his disobedient niece?

He felt relieved at once, and hurriedly walked to the study with a straight face. No, he couldn't laugh, or his brother would glare at him.

"Ayuan, get me another cushion. I want to sit down and play." Zhang Xueming said loudly.

"Zheng Zhaozhao, you have a chair but you don't want to sit on it. Where are your manners?"

"I just dropped it and can't find it for a while. I'll go find it after I play for a while. I promise."

"How long is it in a while?"

"Just, before the food is served?"

In the spacious main hall, a deep and cold male voice and a clear and pleasant female voice were asking and answering each other, but it was impossible to think of them as two adults.

Gong Yuanzheng finally couldn't help it: "Poof——"

I quickly covered my mouth to hold back the laughter that was about to burst out.

But it seems too late.

"Ayuan, what are you laughing at?"

"What is your brother Yuanzheng laughing at?"

The male and female voices overlapped at this moment.

Gong Yuanzheng quickly recalled Jin Fu's success story and imitated him: "No, nothing, I'm just happy. I'll be able to pick up Zhao Zhao and bring her back to the palace soon, and we can play together every day. I can't help but feel happy when I think about it."

He picked up a stack of white paper and a royal blue flower cushion, thought for a moment, and then picked up another one. Gong Shangjiao was watching him, so he didn't dare to jog. He just used his long legs to make a hot wheel effect and rolled to Zhang Xueming's side like a gust of wind.

Zhang Xueming took the mat and sat down. He glanced at the other mat in his hand and patted the floor on his left hand side: "Ayuan, sit here. Can you fold a boat?"

"No." The handsome young man pursed his lips, feeling a little frustrated, a little embarrassed, and a little expectant. "I haven't played it before."

"It's okay. It's very simple. I'll teach you." The village chief, Zhang Xueming. Handicraft experts don't like to poke people's scars, except Gong Shangjiao.

She took a piece of white paper and quickly folded out an exquisite little boat. She motioned Gong Yuanzheng to stretch out his hand and placed the boat in his palm: "Look, this is what it looks like after folding. Come, I'll fold it more slowly, Ayuan, follow my example."

A handsome young man and a stunning young girl sat cross-legged beside a dark ink pool, the furry hem of their sable cloaks pressing against the enchantingly blooming Udumbara flowers on the surface of their snow-white horse-faced skirts. One was teaching, the other was learning, both were very focused, and from time to time they would lean shoulder to shoulder, head to head, showing an indescribable intimacy.

As Gong Shangjiao looked at her, his eyes softened and the corners of his mouth curled up.

The snow falls silently outside the window, while laughter and joy can be heard inside the window.

He never thought that there would be a day like this in the Corner Palace. It wasn't very lively, but everything was just right.

He was very glad that he chose to trust his intuition, and believed in Zheng Zhaozhao's innate destructive power that could cause incredible consequences even with unintentional actions.

He risked being severely punished and did not hesitate to use those people outside the palace who were absolutely loyal to him to escort the Zheng family's evacuation. He also persuaded the head of the Zheng family and Zheng Zhaozhao, and compensated her with such a large sum of money for his brother.

Gong Shangjiao closed his eyes in pain, and turned to look at Gong Yuanzheng with a hint of expectation in his eyes: Brother must do his best. Now the elder brother is in charge of the Gongmen, and after Wufeng is completely wiped out, it’s okay even if you want to accompany Zheng Zhaozhao to the ends of the earth, you can do business along the way...

Outside, Jin Fu knocked on the door three times, reminding Gong Shangjiao that the things had been delivered.

"Come here quickly, both of you. It's time for dinner." Gong Shangjiao ordered.

I didn't hear any response, so I turned around and saw two people by the pool, leaning forward with their hands on the floor, puffing up their faces, and desperately blowing air into two small paper boats on the water. They were having a great time.

There were a few small paper boats soaked in water in the middle of the pool, tilting and sinking into the water.

Gong Shangjiao raised his right hand and pressed down the bulging veins on his forehead. He called out the names of the two naughty kids in a tone that froze people to death: "Zheng Zhaozhao, Gong Yuanzheng."

The two people by the pool were stunned for a moment, looked at each other, and got up in unison. They even showed their love to each other by straightening each other's collar and hem first.

It was obvious at first glance that the relationship between these two guys had deepened a lot during this play - if they were playing around with Gong Shangjiao's nerves together, even if they had to share Gong Shangjiao's anger, it could be considered play.

Gong Shangjiao didn't say anything else, he just stared at Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng until the two of them sat down obediently on the couch.

Jin Fu was allowed to open the palace door, and the maids came in one after another carrying hot water and food.

Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng looked at each other, one winked and the other raised his eyebrows, then they both stood up to wash their hands, and came back and sat neatly opposite Gong Shangjiao, looking extremely well-behaved.

Unfortunately, God doesn't want this matter to go away so easily.

By the pool, a few unused sheets of white paper were blown by the wind that blew in through the temple door and splashed onto the surface of the pool.

Gong Shangjiao tapped the table with his fingers and said, "After dinner, the two of you should not go anywhere else. Clean the ink pool."