Although Lao Ning found Mu Qingyang to deal with his son's lawsuit under the advice of Hu Sanye, he was still nervous. I knew that when I drove back to the downstairs of my house, I still had a sad face and a heavy heart, so much so that I didn't even notice that someone was knocking on the window glass......

"Dad! You're back? ”

"Uh-huh...... Yes? ”

Looking at the unscathed baby son in front of him, Lao Ning rushed out of his seat like a burning buttocks, hugged Ning Zhaocheng's shoulders, and slapped him up and down, he was so happy from the bottom of his heart!

"Dad, Brother Mu is still upstairs now, do you see if you can see it, I am thanks to others?"

Ning Zhaocheng is a handsome young man in his early twenties, with a bookish face, a pink white complexion, clear eyebrows, and a tall figure, he is a standard beautiful man.

The father and son walked all the way home, and Lao Ning asked a little strangely: "Son, why were you released so quickly?" It is said that this judicial process is very cumbersome, and it is impossible for it to be so smooth even if it is hand and eye, right? ”

"I don't know very well, Brother Mu seems to be very familiar with the director who arrested me...... And even all my formalities are handled by them. At that time, Director Xia also said that let me and Brother Mu study hard, and we will have a great future or something? Ning Zhaocheng looked dazed, but he was indeed grateful to Mu Qingyang, and when he mentioned this great benefactor, he was smiling.

"Oh...... It seems that the old fairy really didn't lie to me, this detective surnamed Mu is really a big man with a background! Lao Ning saw that his son couldn't say anything, so he didn't ask any more, but he was secretly happy in his heart, it seems that not only his son but also the teahouse is estimated to be a matter of course!

This is the way this world is, for some privileged people, those things that are big for ordinary people are just small things that they can easily do. Lao Ning, who has been in the society for half his life, naturally understands this reason, so he immediately made up his mind - this big tree, his Lao Ning family must hold it!

"Oops! Mr. Mu, how can you sit here...... Wife...... How did you do that? Hurry up and welcome the great benefactor to my study? It's a good environment...... That's right! Tea...... Take out all the old pu'erh that I locked in the cupboard...... And refreshments...... Alas! Look at how dizzy I am! As soon as Lao Ning entered the house, he saw Mu Qingyang watching TV with his feet crossed in the living room, and immediately jumped to his feet to greet the family members to hurry up and greet the distinguished guests to his study - this is the old rule of the Ning family, as long as it is a special guest, all of them are invited to the master's study for special entertainment, where all the treasured calligraphy and paintings and antiques in his house are displayed, and there are many rare objects that can be appreciated. Of course, if it is to be entertained with those good teas that Lao Ning treasures...... That's the only kind of over-spec hospitality!

Of course, this family is all looking at the old Ning Ma, and when she saw that the head of the family attached so much importance to this thin young man who was not amazing, Ning's mother immediately went to work again. In fact, she has been busy putting snacks for the tea just now, but without Lao Ning to speak, it is inconvenient for her to make decisions for the old man!

"Hey...... I said Boss Ning, you don't want to be like this...... It's just my job, and you're embarrassing to come to the door again, huh? Haha, Mu Qingyang was polite, but he still followed the father and son into the study.

The design of the study room of the Ning family is very antique, there are two mahogany bookshelves in a small place, some ancient books are sparsely placed on it, and then there is a set of root carvings and low tables and celadon tea sets, there are a lot of interesting small antiques on the Bogu shelf, and a few calligraphy and paintings are hung on the wall, although it is not a famous handwriting, but it is better than the rigorous brushwork and delicate painting style, but it makes people have a refreshing feeling.

Looking at a picture of an ink lady in the middle, Mu Qingyang couldn't help but praise: "This painting is good...... Completely express the classical beauty that floats out of the dust to the fullest, so ...... Not...... That's great! ”

Seeing the appreciative attitude of the guests, it made the father and son a little embarrassed, Ning Zhaocheng hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Brother Mu likes it, I'll give it to you!" ”

"Whoa...... Where's that? Besides, it's always your favorite...... A gentleman does not take the favor of others...... I just looked at this painting really good, and praised it twice...... You're too real! Mu Qingyang looked resolute, saying that if he wanted this painting, wouldn't it become a villain act of coercion!

"Brother Mu, you're welcome...... This is what I have nothing to do to draw and play, and my dad looked interesting and framed it and hung it in the study...... Do you like to take it though...... Anyway, I painted a lot of this kind of painting, and even a lot of it was hung in the teahouse! Ning Zhaocheng, who was blushing, explained vigorously.

"I can't see it...... You're still a great talent! Ha ha...... Okay! Since it's your masterpiece...... I'll be cheeky and take it! ”

Looking at the shy young man in front of him, Mu Qingyang involuntarily gave a thumbs up-no wonder Lao Ning was like a mourner when he talked about his son's accident, and now he was full of pride...... has such a knowledgeable and handsome son, I'm afraid it won't be a baby!

"Xiao Ning...... There is Lao Xia on the road, and it is inconvenient for me to ask more, what is going on with you? How could he be inexplicably involved in a life lawsuit? It just so happened that Ning's mother brought in snacks, fruits and tea, and Mu Qingyang asked casually while tasting tea with a family of three.

Ning Guozhang was shocked, feeling that this son was simply letting the authorities release him with his face...... It seems that this young man's officialdom energy is far beyond his imagination!

Ning Zhaocheng didn't think so far-reaching, he respectfully refilled the tea for Mu Qingyang, and then talked about his experience with a look of grievance......

It turned out that this young man was a professional who learned to paint, and he was best at painting and ink, and he had always had the habit of sketching, so early a few days ago, he took a car to the Lanluo Temple scenic spot on the West Mountain.

This Lanluo Temple is an ancient temple with a long history, which was built in the period of the Five Dynasties, and later renovated several times in the Song Dynasty and the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

Ning Zhaocheng has often played here since he was a child, so he can be said to be familiar with this place. All the way up the mountain to the Taipingji in front of the temple, he got out of the car and put on his painting tools and began to prepare to go up the mountain.

Since it is a tourist area and an ancient temple, even in the early winter weather, there is an endless stream of tourists here, but because it is not the peak season, most of them are locals who come to offer incense.

Different from ordinary temples, Lanluo Temple is dedicated to Maitreya Buddha incarnation of Budai monk, legend has it that this Budai monk is a native of Mingzhou, claiming to be here, also known as Chang Tingzi. The body is fat, the eyebrows are wrinkled and the abdomen is large, the speech is uncertain, and he sleeps everywhere. He often used to pick a cloth bag into the market with a stick, and begged when he saw things, and put all the things offered by others into the cloth bag, but no one ever saw him pour out the things, and the cloth bag was empty. If someone asks him about the Dharma, he puts the bag down. If you still don't understand what he means, continue to ask again, and he immediately picks up the cloth bag and leaves without looking back. They still didn't pay attention to him, and he laughed.

He traveled here in the fifth generation, and when he saw a great drought in the mountains, he used his wooden staff to insert it into the local area, turning into a fruit forest to quench people's thirst.

However, neither side wanted to call off the army and truce, so with a wave of his left hand, he drew a deep ditch from the Lanjiang River in the distance and extended to the battlefield at the foot of the mountain, and let the river water pour into the deep ditch, forming the Luoshui River that now runs through the old city.

In order to commemorate the monk who saved the people from drought and slaughter, the locals raised funds to build this Lanluo Monastery where he planted wooden sticks to turn the forest.

There is Luohu Lanting in Lanluo Temple, and the sunrise and sunset of the East Lake here are also the most famous, so Ning Zhaocheng got up early in the morning for this reason.

He occupied a corner of the pavilion in the middle of the lake early, spread out the canvas, and looked at the vast water with his hands behind his back, just waiting for the long-awaited moment.

This time is still in the early hours of the morning, and the rooster has just crowed five drums, so except for the girl who is learning the guqin in the other corner of the pavilion, it can basically be said that there is no one behind.

Speaking of which, Ning Zhaocheng likes to get up early in the morning and come here to paint is not unrelated to this girl, they often met a few years ago, but there is always a layer of hazy shyness between young boys and girls, so that they often meet in the past few years, but they are always so relatively silent. Every time before sunrise in the early morning when the weather is clear, the two will meet here very tacitly, the girl sits on the Yaoqin, and Ning Zhaocheng smears Danqing, just like that, it has already made Ning Zhaocheng, who is just beginning to fall in love, feel that he belongs, and he can't express it in words......

Seeing that the girl had arrived at the old place early again, Ning Zhaocheng smiled apologetically at the other party and nodded. This is also the point of his respect and admiration for this girl, as a person with some artistic potential, he is very appreciative of this tireless practice for several years.

Gently opening the case of painting tools, he picked out a few delicate snacks and silently placed them on the other party's side, and then quietly retreated. They always have these habits of giving each other small gifts, the girl will usually prepare a pot of tea considerately, and he will occasionally bring some homemade snacks to accompany him, although he is still doing these things in silence, but he can deeply feel a kind of happiness, a kind of warmth that makes two people feel comforted......

Seeing that slender jade finger picked up the delicacy, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly with satisfaction, Ning Zhaocheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, these things were carefully prepared by him last night, in order to smile at the sweetheart on the other side now.

Seeing that beautiful face, Ning Zhaocheng suddenly had the urge to walk over and hold the other party tightly in his arms, but as a humble gentleman who was knowledgeable and courteous, he could not be so abrupt.

It may be that today's food makes the girl very pleasant, and she actually put a little residue on the tip of her nose and didn't notice it, until she licked the crumbs off her lips unsatisfactorily, Ning Zhaocheng finally couldn't help but walk over and hand over a tissue, and pointed to his nose again, signaling to the other party.

The girl's face turned red instantly, and she lowered her head and took the tissue, and the nose that looked like pink makeup and jade immediately turned a faint red, which made Ning Zhaocheng feel a little distressed inexplicably.

He couldn't help but look at her with some pity in his eyes, but this action caused the girl to have some misunderstanding, and she couldn't help but blush again, and sat back with her head down shyly.

The strings rang, and the long note rolled down like flowing water, and then gently fell at the turn, and the peak and loop rang around, and then the ding-dong dong jumped up like a clear spring, and the bell rang and rang......

With the sound of the piano, Ning Zhaocheng saw a round of red sun swinging between the sparkling water and clouds, and immediately did not dare to slack off, and skillfully dipped the tip of the sheep's hair pen in his hand; With the sound of the piano, it is like wearing flowers and butterflies on the canvas, and in less than a moment, a picture of the rising sun in Lanting is at your fingertips!