"Just take a look." Zhang Qingyun said this, naturally, there was never a face that he couldn't pull down.

It is also his luck that no one does not give him this face.

Besides, if he wants to go to that house and walk around, it is too late for people to be happy, maybe he will bring a business, if he is not a fellow trader, he does not have this social circle, and he has never bothered.

Just talk about a few things, someone you know has seen it, and then go back to someone's house to disturb it, otherwise, for no reason, it seems that he has a problem with his brain, but it is a little simple, and it is not to that extent.

Leng Qingyan has never experienced this, what he sees in his heart is terrible, just looking at the other party's natural appearance, he silently shrank back, and calmly thinks about how many people know his face.

Otherwise, it's better to pretend to follow the entourage, but when I think about it calmly, I just pat my head, and I can't help but feel a little annoyed.

Almost all the children in this family and town know his face.

It's not that he has a wide social circle, nor that he has so many friends, in fact, he doesn't have much interest in those things that come and go to trade, talk and even make friends with each other.

But I can't stand myself, I'm too capable of doing it, I run outside twice in three days, so that I have to run out of the whole city to catch up, and it's not necessarily, I can catch it every time.

How many people in the whole city didn't know him?

Even if it is a flat-headed people, most of them know him, and there have been a lot of legends circulating before a long time, where can I not know my face, how lonely and unheard of it is, I don't know it?

Leng Qingyan felt that everything in front of him was dim, and at this time, it was difficult to see the road ahead.

I feel a little difficult to breathe, at this time, but after millions of years, I have always felt that I had a problem with my brain, so I ran here to escape, I would rather be caught by my family than follow such a kissed face, but then I said, I am also chaotic, sitting in the carriage, there is no intention of moving at all.

Leng said lightly, although he felt ashamed, he didn't move at all, and even said that he wanted to grab the other party's pastries.

Zhang Qingyun didn't feel this problem at all, he looked at the other party over there, he didn't say anything, as if what he was doing was something normal, and told them to go in the direction of the Lin family now.

The carriage was pulled on the snow, creaking and crunching, and the flowers were squeezing each other to merge the two, and the sound of their hobby slowly spread to the people in the carriage, but they did not even hear the people in the carriage.

The sky is slightly above, a few snowflakes are sprinkled, obviously it is getting bigger and bigger, but gradually it seems to stop again, these cold breaths are full, if on the ground, completely disappear without a trace, maybe one day, they will be like the snowflakes under the carriage, gradually melting, but at this time, they still have their own body.

At the door of the Lin Mansion, the person who opened the door also watched the carriage coming, and immediately opened the door.

The carriage of Zhang's mansion is elegant and luxurious, and the person who lives in this city, that person doesn't know this one.

In a family like theirs, this kind of mutual exchange usually has to make an appointment with a message first, so that the family can prepare well, but there are also sudden, such as this one.

Zhang Qingyun basically broke any rules and regulations, but in his opinion, it doesn't seem to be a big deal, isn't this person like this?

Is there anything that makes you feel strange?

He didn't say a word in advance, he visited a home, and he did such things many times, but it is a little strange to say, maybe his previous rumors were that in the homes of anyone he suddenly visited, it seemed that he would have good luck, as if he had brought good luck to others.

Of course, this is just a private rumor, just like everyone is giggling, just say it.

It's just such a giggle, many people have taken it to heart, and even some people really take it seriously, people pray at home, but there are some things that can't be forced at all, and this one word is just a shadow in everyone's hearts.

But there would be no obstacle for him to come alone anyway, who doesn't spend all day drinking, and suddenly, from a distance, saw this carriage, and the person who could open the door hastened to get up and open the door, without any hesitation, and that attitude had not reached the obvious arrival.

In addition, someone had already rushed to report the incident, and they knew that they had done it in a hurry, but they also clearly understood that it was absolutely impossible to receive any punishment, and if it was changed to a good mood, maybe they would be rewarded.

Zhang Qingyun is the person who brings good luck to others, and no matter who it is, it seems that he can get some luck.

Leng Qingyan was still pondering, waiting for a while, how to say it, in order to persuade people to open the door for him to go in first, although it was not particularly difficult to say, but it seemed that there was no way to open his mouth.

I didn't say a word to anyone, I ran directly to the door of someone's house, which seems to be like something wrong in my head, and it is difficult for me to find any words to describe this matter for a while.

But before he could figure it out, the door was opened, and they were warmly welcomed.

Leng Qingyan sat in the carriage, already dumbfounded, even if he was the son of the prime minister, he had never encountered such a scene, he looked at it directly, and he couldn't find any words for a while.

Is this the legendary Zhang Qingyun?

Could it be that all the things in his legends are true? Just like an elf who brings good luck to others, at this time, he magically began to doubt his own life, and couldn't help but think about his former life.

For a moment, it was difficult to find any adjectives to feel the experience.

I knew it earlier, and when I ran away, maybe there was a parent in the back, and sometimes I was caught, it's really not that I can't do it, or the luck is there, and I smashed it directly into their base camp, who will I catch if I don't catch him?

Fortunately, he was thinking of his son and not anything, otherwise he would have left this world by now, calm, and with bad luck.

Leng said lightly that he was thinking nonsense over there, and watched the door open.

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