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    However, based on his understanding of Ning Caichen, Song Wenhao would never make up a story for no reason to amuse them all.  Ning Caichen actually came to visit in person, so this must have really happened.  "Qingyi, when did this happen?" As the prefect of a state, Song Wenhao knew that he could not just sit back and ignore it, and it was still involved in a murder case, which was a bit tricky.  Ning Caichen immediately said: "It's what happened in the past two days, and the students only learned about it by accident! I felt that the situation was serious, so I had to seek help from the teacher." If you ask someone to do something, you have to lower your attitude.  Song Wenhao was a teacher and also a prefect. Ning Caichen was a scholar and scholar, and he was also a student of Song Wenhao. Naturally, the priorities should be clearly defined.  "Uncle Guan, you can just go about your business and I won't disturb you. Qingyi Scholars, if you have time, don't be stingy with your feet. Come over more often and learn some calligraphy together. Tuo is looking forward to it very much.  Your kid is here again!" Tuoba Liuyun narrowed his eyes and flashed like a thousand-year-old fox.  Ning Caichen said immediately: "Well! If there is enough time, the students will definitely come to visit." "Hehe! Easy to talk! You guys chat." Tuoba Liuyun walked away.  Song Wenhao shook his head gently, this old friend has never been serious.  "So, the wronged soul is in your calligraphy and painting shop?" Song Wenhao had a complicated mood about ghosts and gods. He respected ghosts and gods, but he was somewhat repelled in his heart. The two were naturally contradictory.  Seeing Song Wenhao's expression changing, Ning Caichen couldn't figure out what was going on in his heart, so he could only say truthfully: "As the teacher said, the ghost is indeed temporarily living in the store. If the teacher has any concerns, the students can take him with him."  "No!" Song Wenhao immediately waved his hand to stop Ning Caichen's kindness, "Let me go and change my clothes. Just wait a moment and I'll come back." He left Ning Caichen in the courtyard.  In the middle, Song Wenhao walked in a hurry.  Ning Caichen had nothing to do, so he could only stroll around the compound.  Suddenly, a figure came slowly.  "Scholar, why are you here? Huh? Are you here to see my father and me again?" Song Liancheng, dressed in green clothes, like an elf, silently walked out of the corner path, staring at Ning with a puzzled expression.  Caichen glanced at it and asked with a foxy look on his face.  After not seeing each other for a few days, Song Liancheng became more and more charming.  Ning Caichen raised his eyes and glanced around, only to realize that after casually strolling around, he almost broke into Song Liancheng's courtyard.  "Hey! What am I asking you? What happened? You became mute?" For some reason, every time he saw this scholar, Song Liancheng seemed to feel that the distance between her and Ning Caichen was too unfamiliar.  "Obviously, the two of them knew each other, but every time they met, there would always be an inexplicable feeling of strangeness.  "Oh! You're right, I'm here to see your father! It looks like you're going out?" Ning Caichen glanced at Song Liancheng lightly and watched her dress up. She was most likely going out.  Or maybe a date with your lover.  "Hmph! Every time I ask you something, I always ask it several times before you are willing to answer. If it were another woman, for example, the Xin Si Niang from Cuihong Mansion? I think your reaction would be different.  Right?" When Song Liancheng said this, she could smell the smell of sour vinegar.  What happened to her?  Why do you always struggle with this matter?  depressed?  But nowhere to vent?  Besides, what is the relationship between Ning Caichen and her?  How are you doing with other girls?  Does she care?  She and him are like the breeze and the bright moon, they have nothing to do with each other.  In an instant, Song Liancheng felt sulky for no reason.  Ning Caichen couldn't guess what a girl was thinking.  It's just that Ning Caichen's observation was quite subtle. At a glance, he noticed that Song Liancheng's expression was gloomy again.  "Suddenly, Ning Caichen's heart trembled. He didn't provoke her.  "Uhwell, I won't bother you anymore, I" "Huh! I don't care if you bother me or not! I'm going out now, and Bai Qingshan asked me to go boating." Song Liancheng was saying  When she said this, her eyes were locked tightly on Ning Caichen. She hoped to catch a hint of emotional changes on Ning Caichen's face.  But what made Song Liancheng even more disappointed was that Ning Caichen looked completely indifferent.  How could this man do this?  Doesn't he care about her at all?  Or has he always regarded her as just an ordinary friend?  Liancheng, Liancheng!  Don't be stupid!  peopleHe simply ignores your feelings, so why would you put your passion on his cold ass?  Song Liancheng felt a sense of loss in his heart for no reason.  This man really doesn't understand amorous feelings at all. He is so stupid that he makes him angry just looking at him.  "Hmph! Stinky scholar! I never want to see you again." Song Liancheng gritted his teeth and walked away slowly.  Ning Caichen was even more confused about Song Liancheng's actions!  Ask yourself, what did he do wrong?  Have you messed with that girl?  When Bai Qingshan asked her to go boating, did he have to say, OK, how about I go with you?  If you behave like this, you will really be like a one-thousand-watt lightbulb shining brightly.  "Qingyi, what are you doing?" Song Wenhao put on gray-style clothes. He looked elegant, like a pampered member of the Communist Party of China.  "Oh! It's okay! Just walk around casually." Ning Caichen quickly took back his thoughts. Song Liancheng's inexplicable behavior just now really confused him and he couldn't understand the reason.  "Well! Let's go out." The two of them left the yard on foot.  Song Wenhao did not carry any bodyguards with him.  Ning Caichen admired Song Wenhao's open-mindedness.  When the prefect of a state goes out, there are always some people with evil intentions who are not good for him. After all, he always has a bodyguard with him, right?  But Song Wenhao was fearless.  In his words, carrying a guard with a sword is eye-catching and makes him feel uncomfortable.  It took half a stick of incense to go.  The two of them were about to arrive at the calligraphy and painting shop on Changdong Street in the east of the city.  By the way, after Han Sheng left in a hurry yesterday, early this morning, he was waiting around in the humble house, but Ning Caichen was not seen looking for him.  As a last resort, Han Sheng had to rush to the store. When he arrived at the store, he saw that the door was still locked.  When Han Sheng thought that there was a ghost staying in the house, he felt wary and did not dare to get close. Hou stood far away, waiting for Ning Caichen's arrival.  But after waiting for a while, the sun was about to go up, and Ning Caichen didn't show up?  Could it be that their calligraphy and painting shop will not be open today?  Once he remembered how much money they had made yesterday in just one day, Han Sheng felt regretful all the time.  Unable to wait for Ning Caichen¡¯s arrival, Han Sheng had no choice but to continue waiting anxiously.  From a distance, Han Sheng saw a familiar figure. Who else could that person be if it wasn't Ning Caichen?  Han Sheng was just about to say hello, but he found that on the left side of Ning Caichen was a middle-aged man with an elegant face and noble air.  Suddenly, Han Sheng was confused!  Hey, who is that person?  Apparently, Han Sheng could tell that the conversation between him and Ning Caichen was very intimate.  They look like father and son, but they are not father and son.  Is this another noble person?  Han Sheng thought and walked towards them.  "Qingyi, why did you come just now? I thought my store was closed today." Han Sheng was talking to Ning Caichen, but his eyes were on Song Wenhao.  "Qingyi, this is" Song Wenhao looked confused.  Before coming here, Ning Caichen didn¡¯t tell him that his calligraphy and painting shop was run in partnership with others.
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