"Pack it for my sister to eat, follow me for so long, and don't let her eat anything delicious, and blame me for being useless as a brother. ”

When Zhang Guanren talked about his sister, he instantly felt a little joy and a little blame.

When Song Ling heard this, he already understood, it seemed that his guess was right, and it was estimated that Zhang Guanren's sister didn't like spicy food.

At the beginning, Zhang Guanren thought of packing this stubble, so he asked the cook not to put spicy seeds.

"Little Er, pack all of these. Song Ling shouted outside, and soon Xiao Er came to pack his things with his things.

Zhang Guanren has always disliked waste.

After packing, Song Ling took out the silver to settle the bill without blinking his eyes, this action was done in one go, and Zhang Guanren, who was watching, exclaimed!

"Junzhu, I'll be your follower, it's not a good idea to call you by your name, okay?" Zhang Guanren suddenly asked, carrying a large bag and a small bag.

It's a pity not to hold such a golden thigh, of course, there is also Zhang Guanren's good impression of Song Ling.

When Song Ling heard this, he was secretly happy in his heart, Zhang Guanren had obviously agreed to his proposal.

As for why he agreed, Song Ling didn't think much about it.

"It's okay, it's good that you and I are like brothers and sisters, but in front of outsiders, you still call me Song Ling, after all, the word Junzhu can only be called by people close to me. ”

Song Ling said with a smile, Zhang Guanren in the previous life also called himself Junzhu, although he met in advance in this life, Song Ling still couldn't forget Zhang Guanren's dedication to himself.

When Zhang Guanren heard Song Ling's words, he felt some inexplicable joy in his heart.

Especially when he heard the word "close to him", Zhang Guanren was even more overjoyed, and after a short time together, Zhang Guanren already felt that Song Ling was a good person.

Immediately, Zhang Guanren nodded and said, "Okay, Junzhu, then I'll bring these things back first, it's not good if it's cold." ”

After Zhang Guanren finished speaking, he scratched his head embarrassedly, he had to walk around if he couldn't finish eating, but he was the only one left.

When Song Ling heard this, he immediately nodded, and seeing that it was not early, Song Ling said:

"We'll see you here at noon in seven days' time, and I'll arrange a house for you, and I'll tell you what you need to do. ”

After Song Ling finished speaking, without waiting for Zhang Guanren to respond, he hurriedly stepped on the rain and left.

Zhang Guanren looked at the back of Song Ling leaving, and also returned to his stall to start cleaning up.

"What? Zhang Guanren, don't you put it away? Aren't there still a few pieces of this tofu? No, the money from selling tofu just now. ”

"Thanks, I'll give you the rest to eat. ”

"Yo, so polite, then I'll take it. ”

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"Drive, drive, get out of the way!" came the sound of horses' hooves, and saw a four-wheeled carriage galloping down the street.

Suddenly, a furball rolled into the middle of the street, and a half-grown child stumbled and chased after him.

"Get out of the way!" the coachman shouted at the sight of the child, but the reins of his hand were not put away.

When the surrounding people saw this scene, they all held their breath, and they didn't know whose child they were, but no one took them away.

And when the child saw the scene in front of him, he seemed to be a little frightened, and he stood in the middle of the street and cried.

"It's over, I'm afraid that kid is going to die!"

"This carriage looks like it's either rich or expensive, let's hurry up and go, when we don't see anything. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, let's go quickly, life and death are fateful, whether this child can survive or not depends on creation. ”

............

The people who were originally standing around actually chose to leave at this moment.

When the coachman saw this scene, he was even more emboldened and rushed straight over.

Compared to the big man in the carriage, what about a child who died?

Just when everyone thought that the child would definitely die, a green coat flashed and held the child in their arms.

The carriage was approaching, and Song Ling knew that he had no way to dodge, so he simply lay down with the child in his arms and rowed directly under the carriage.

In just a moment, Song Ling quickly drew his long sword and slashed directly towards the horse's legs.

Blood was pouring out, and the horse was frightened with pain, and raised its front hooves violently and neighed, and the coachman looked stool and tried to pull the reins in a hurry, but he rolled straight to the ground.

After rolling a few laps, the coachman's face became even more ugly, and he directly climbed into the carriage again and forcibly controlled the injured horse.

If you disturb the big man in the carriage, even if you have ten heads, it will not be enough to cut off!

On the other side, Song Ling got out from under the carriage with the child in his arms, and the surrounding people were stunned when they saw this scene.

Song Ling stared at the carriage, feeling that it seemed to be a little familiar, and the coachman was desperate to restrain the frightened horse, estimating that the people in the carriage should be honorable.

"Niu'er, my Niu'er, you're fine. The child's mother finally came over, hugged Niu'er tightly, and trembled.

When Song Ling saw this, his eyes were a little cold, such a mother is not worthy of being a mother at all!

"Thank you, thank you. The woman spoke, tears streaming uncontrollably.

When Song Ling saw this, he felt a little weird in his heart, and said coldly: "Be optimistic next time, since you are a mother, you have to look like a mother." ”

"Yes, yes, girl, let's go. Listening to Song Ling's indifferent tone, the woman was a little inexplicably scared, and hurriedly left with the child in her arms.

Song Ling glanced at his arm, there was a faint pain, and red blood oozed from his blue clothes, which looked like he should have been bruised.

"Stop, you actually dare to scratch the horses of our palace, and almost hurt our Han prince, you want to leave like this?"

A long whip smashed over with the sound, and Song Ling's figure flashed, and he easily dodged it.

With a "snap", the long whip fell to the ground, and the bricks were split in half!

The surrounding people gasped, but they didn't expect that the person sitting in the carriage was actually Lord Han.

The royal family and nobles can't afford to offend.

When Song Ling heard the three words of Lord Han, his eyes instantly became cold, and the hatred in his eyes was about to come out.

No wonder she felt that this carriage was familiar, it turned out to be Chu Linhan's carriage.

It's just that in her previous life, when she married Chu Linhan, there were countless carriages, and it was normal for her not to recognize them for a while.

Song Ling stared straight at the carriage, he didn't expect them to meet so soon.

What's so great about Lord Han? Can he take care of people's lives in broad daylight?

Thinking of this, Song Ling suddenly frowned, when she met Chu Linhan in her previous life, she seemed to be a good prince praised by everyone.

And this time, I didn't expect Chu Linhan to be such a person?

Could it be that before he knew Chu Linhan, Chu Linhan had always been like this?