Before Lu Dong could change her face, the little palace maid had already complained with a sad and angry face: "Every time you go against the queen's mother, the poop you pull out is stinky and lot!"

Everyone laughed on the spot, after Jian Han laughed, she flipped through the script with some doubts, she now has three versions of the script in her hand - the electronic version passed to her by Shen Yue, the second version after Ning Guiren added the play, and the third version that Mr. Mingmo had just finalized.

Jian Han quickly found the lines of this scene in the second version, and the palace maid Yexiang was cautious: "Every time the emperor confronts the queen, there will be a lot of dragon gold and a big increase in the smell——"

Jian Han tugged on Mr. Mingmo's sleeve, pointed to the script, and asked with a twinkle in his eyes, "Sir, how did you come up with the idea of revising here?"

The original version was a bit literal, and the current version, although a little more vulgar, is indeed cola.

Ming Mo was like a wolf lurking in the night to hunt for food, staring at Lu Dong tightly, and chuckled: "Didn't you notice that whenever his lines become vulgar, he will burst into bruises, and he wants to have a seizure and endure it alive?"

Jian Han silently closed the script and put away his diligent and inquisitive heart, the truth is really cruel, so in the crew, the most unoffending person is actually the screenwriter-

Looking at Mr. Mingmo, who was determined to win, and then looking at Lu Dong, who was gritting his teeth not far away, Jian Han suddenly had a strong premonition, maybe this time, Lu Dong was really in a catastrophe.

Finally, the relationship between the emperor and the queen has a tendency to ease, but after Lu Dong entered the queen's bedroom without authorization, he mistakenly ate a plate of braised pork from her and fell into a cold war again.

The emperor and queen in the Cold War made the concubines who were mixed between the two bitter, and Lu Dong trained the concubines to become more and more cruel, but the queen ignored them.

Until one day, he was attracted by the fragrance, walked to a remote palace, and saw Ning Guiren who was cooking, and said to the ghost: "You are very good at cooking, aren't you?" Can you teach me how to make braised pork?"

Ning Guiren glanced at him lightly, and responded expressionlessly: "Yes."

”

"Pork should be cut into half an inch cube—"

"Half-inch square—"

"Fang Ding—"

The former special forces who picked up the knife looked extremely clumsy, and Ning Guiren didn't say that what he did was wrong, but only repeated the correct thing over and over again, which made him feel even more clumsy.

When it was getting late, he finally cut the square ding, and Lu Dong looked ashamed: "Let's continue tomorrow!"

Seeing Lu Dong's back elongated by the afterglow of the setting sun, a pretty palace maid appeared beside Ning Guiren: "Niangniang, do you want to use ten-year-old pork tomorrow?"

Pork is hard to cut, but because the skin is too thick!

In this way, after Lu Dong was quietly tossed back to life by Ning Guiren, he successfully made a plate of braised pork.

When Director Hou shouted the card, Mr. Mingmo was the first to rush up, picked up the chopsticks, grabbed a piece of braised pork from Lu Dong, and spit it out again: "It's not cooked!"

Jian Han looked at Lu Dong, who was pale-faced next to him, and said in his heart, it is really sadomasochistic.

With a plate of braised pork, he finally captured the queen's heart, and Lu Dong, the pseudo-emperor, gradually confronted the courtiers.

Just when the foreign clan was about to move, Lu Dong insisted on training the generals himself, so he made a bet with the ministers to fight elite sergeants with a group of women's soldiers for a month.

Formerly known as a carpentry emperor, although he did not learn and did not know how to do it, he was obsessed with carpentry and even the government was completely barren, but his craftsmanship was really good, Lu Dong found a crossbow, and also found a manned kite, which is really a whimsical idea, if it is placed in modern times, it must be a new generation of engineers.

According to the principle of modern gliding/gliding/aircraft, Lu Dong simply changed the manned kite, and together with the queen, he plotted this confrontation with great interest.

The most shocking scene of the whole play appeared, when the former Major General Bailong once again put on her armor and appeared in front of the two opposing armies, both her own side and the enemy's side cheered for her.

Lu Dong looked at this scene with emotion, smiled at the queen and said: "Zitong, look, even if you are a woman, you don't have to be locked in the deep palace, like Hua Ying, it's just right." ”

Ning Guiren, who was standing one step behind the queen, had a slight glint in his eyes, and the corners of his lips turned into a shallow smile.

In the end, with the crossbow and the kite soldiers falling from the sky, the women's army won a complete victory, and the special forces who crossed finally came into contact with the battlefield he loved again, where it was the world of men.

Soon after the emperor's personal expedition, a beauty restaurant was opened in the capital, from the running hall to the shopkeeper, all of them were beautiful women.

Especially the one who sits on the plate, a coquettish glance, can make people's bones crispy, and is willingly offered by the hands who have received more money.

"Yun Niang! How many times have you said it, don't always confuse people with sex, overcharge people's money, and make the reputation stink, who will come to eat!"

Yun Guifei was stunned, and rubbed the last small silver ingot with a silk handkerchief with satisfaction, carefully put in the cash box, and locked it carefully, in this world, except for silver, nothing can be relied on!

The trotting hall hurriedly ran to the queen who was sitting lazily in the Taishi's chair, with red nails and a pair of unmatched cats: "Shopkeeper!" Tell me about her, too!"

The queen raised her eyes and said slowly: "I seem to have heard Ning Niangzi call you." ”

Trotting Tang stomped his feet, ran towards the stove room, and walked towards the front of the hall with the newly braised pork, and when he passed the queen's mother, she reached out and picked up a piece of meat.

Delivered the dishes to the guests' tables, looking at the table full of big fish and meat, and the occupational disease of the trotting hall, he couldn't help but mutter: "A few big brothers, you eat so much, the poop you pull out must be stinky and a lot-"

Yun Guifei poked her head out from behind the counter, looked at the guests with blue faces, and laughed out loud: "You still say that I, there are many guests who are scared away by you!"

Fifteen days passed in a flash, and by the time Jian Han reacted, she had already been packed by Director Hou and sent directly to the car, "Okay, the old wolf is not good at talking, you go over and quickly pat the wolf's fart-"

Looking at Hengdian, which was gradually moving away in the night, a wave of melancholy inexplicably surged up, filming a TV series is like setting a table of delicacies from the mountains and seas in front of hungry people, after eating and drinking, my stomach is full at once, asking if it tastes good, but I don't feel anything.

Or to put it simply, making a movie is like a scenic free trip, you can get off the car at any time to enjoy the moving places, and filming a TV series is a group tour, completely involuntarily, when you look back, you have already returned home, by the way, with a body exhausted.