I heard Mr. Ye is a good dragon?

Everyone in the capital knows that Ye Heng, son of the rich merchant Ye family, loves dragons.

When you buy jewelry in Yinlou, you must have dragon patterns; when you buy vases in Boguzhai, you must have dragon carvings; even when you eat, you have to order a bowl of dragon beard noodles or a plate of dragon beard crisps.

As a personal hobby, this is nothing particularly noteworthy, but some people say that Ye Heng is different from others, he is not a good dragon because of that auspicious meaning, but because he is good at Long Yang.

Since Longyang is good, there must be a protagonist in the story.

His name is Bailong.

"Who is Bailong?"

"You don't even know this? Among the artists in West Wa City, his tickets are the most expensive!"

"Did he act that well?"

"Excellent is wonderful, but his handsome appearance is the key! Every time he performs, [-]% of the people sitting in the front row are girls! There are a lot of hairpins and jade pendants in the rewards! But they are still no match for Young Master Ye."

"What's the reward, Mr. Ye?"

"Pearls! A box full of pearls, each as big as a longan's eye! He was grabbing handfuls and throwing them onto the stage!"

"Hey, isn't this more generous than Mr. Gao's visit to Yihong Tower?"

"So he is a good Longyang! When he finishes his courteousness, he should pull people to do good deeds... Hehe!"

"It's all so high-profile, I'm afraid it's already...hehe!"

After hearing the above remarks, Ye Heng was so angry that he wanted to curse.

First of all, he rewarded Bailong to support the vigorous development of street art!

Secondly, although he admires Bailong, he has never harassed him!At most, I have looked at him purely through the Goulan a few times!

In the end, Ye Heng didn't curse anyone.

But it's definitely not because he is stupid, nor is it because the other party slips too fast and he can't catch up, but because he doesn't want to be as knowledgeable as those superficial people.

But now, he regretted that he didn't refute the rumors on the spot.

Just now, he fell into the bathtub in the bedroom, and just after wiping off the water on his face, he saw Bailong.

Bailong was sitting opposite him, with waterfall-like black hair falling over his shoulders, and many water droplets splashed on his snow-white face, which was sliding drop by drop towards the smooth and solid chest.

This scene that only appeared in a dream came too suddenly, thoughts rushed in Ye Heng's mind, confusion, excitement and shock were intertwined, making him doubt the authenticity of the scene before him.

So he couldn't help poking his head forward, trying to see if the boulder-crushing chest muscles were more convincing than he usually imagined.

"...Ye Gongzi, have you seen enough?"

Ye Heng woke up like a dream, he raised his eyes belatedly, and his gaze met Bai Long's eyes.

Bailong has the handsome appearance of a Central Plains person, but he has the sea blue eyes unique to Persians, and the gaze in these gem-like eyes is also as cold and hard as gems, reminding him of his impoliteness.

Ye Heng blushed and bit her tongue: "Look, enough is enough."

Bai Long frowned: "Huh?"

"No, I didn't see enough... Oh, it's not right..." Ye Heng reacted, and quickly raised his hand to cover his eyes, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!"

"Really?" Bai Long's voice was filled with the word "unbelievable", "Then just peeping outside the door, is it also unintentional?"

"Peeping?" Ye Heng was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head frantically, "Misunderstanding! I didn't peep, it's because the door wasn't closed properly..."

Before he finished speaking, a cold finger pressed his lips: "No need to explain, I saw the embroidery hidden on the top of your bed."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Heng's world suddenly became silent.

That's right, there is such an embroidery on the top of the bed.

It was the pillowcase of a bolster with a white dragon embroidered on it by himself.

The problem is that that white dragon wears the same number of clothes as the current white dragon.

Components.

"Ye Gongzi, I didn't believe it, you still mean so much to me, it seems that the rumors are not groundless..."

The damp and cool voice approached little by little, like a sharp and cold dagger, rubbing against Ye Heng's temples, leaving him speechless and breaking out in a cold sweat.

no!

its not right!

How could this be? !

Why did he appear in Bailong's bathtub out of thin air?

Why did the pillowcase appear on the top of the bed and was witnessed by the white dragon?

He obviously had good intentions, but why was he treated by the pretty brother as a disciple who took advantage of others?

The reason for this needs to be worked out from five days ago.

Five days ago, the summer solstice arrived.

Taking advantage of the cooler weather in the morning, Ye Heng got up early, asked two young men to accompany him, and went to Washi in the west of the city together.

Washi is a lively place in the capital city. There are more than 20 viewing sheds in the area, where various arts and crafts are performed every day. There are wine shops and tea stalls around it for visitors to rest and eat.

Among the viewing sheds, the largest one is called "Elephant Shed", which can accommodate three to four hundred people. In the past few months, Bailong has performed here.

Ye Heng remembered that the stage was very beautifully decorated that day. A green carpet was spread on the ground, and a fake tree was placed in the center. The branches were decorated with countless emerald green leaves made of silk, which looked crystal clear under the natural light. , as if carved out of jade pieces, it is much more beautiful than a real tree.

And Bailong is in this green, playing a jade flute horizontally, stepping on the most slender and fragile branches with his feet, his white and light clothes fluttering with the wind, like the fairy Feng Xu in the sky.

When the sound of the flute stopped, Bailong raised his hand and sleeves, hundreds of leaves fluttered like hundreds of jade butterflies, and when they gathered together, they formed a dragon-tailed appearance, with a nimble posture. Swim towards the sky above the center of the stands.

When it was about to break through the ceiling, the jade dragon suddenly shattered into pink flowers and fell gently into the person's arms.

For a while, the venue was full of fragrance, and the crowd was full of amazement.

"Where did he hide so many cyclamen? Why didn't he smell it before?"

"There's no place to hide in the shed. You don't think he's really a fairy?"

"Better not."

"why?"

"Because gods can't marry wives!"

"Why, you stinky bastard still thinks you have a chance..."

Ye Heng picked up the flower in his bosom, sniffed it again and again, and finally pointed his finger at the little boy beside him: "Lucky!"

Zhaocai immediately leaned over knowingly, pinned the flower on his lapel, and said a witty word: "Young master, Bailong must have remembered you, look at your flower, it is bigger than everyone else's! "

Ye Heng looked around and saw that it was really the case, and immediately said overjoyed: "Go, reward the whole box!"

"Got it!"

Zhaocai opened the box and splashed it on the stage, and the round pearls, like spray spray, rushed straight to the big tree in the center of the stage.

Ye Heng turned his head and ordered another: "Jinbao, pull the hand!"

Jin Bao responded, and quickly unfolded a scroll that he was carrying, held it up high and waved it around.The scroll had the word "White Dragon" written on it, and a dragon pattern was embroidered with silver thread in the corner.

When ready, Ye Heng waved his hand and shouted to the stage: "Bailong! Bailong!"

He made such a big battle, and the rest of the people also applauded belatedly, and the shed was full of people in an instant.

The fairy on the tree finally lowered his head at this moment, looking down at the crowd.

Those blue eyes were as clear as the sea, Ye Heng bumped into them, and was startled to find a sparkling smile in his eyes, so beautiful that he forgot to shout and breathe.

The smile was fleeting, but Ye Heng indulged in it, until the sound of a gong "bang" came from the stage—noon came, and the performance was over.

As if stepping on auspicious clouds, the white dragon slowly descended from the tree to the center of the stage, and cupped his hands towards the crowd: "Thank you for your support, this is the end of today's trick show, if you are satisfied, come on stage and leave some time in the gong." As a reward, Xiao Ke will bring more exciting performances as soon as possible.”

As he spoke, he flipped his palm, and the pearls on the ground gathered in his palm like animals that had heard a call. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a big folding fan. After turning twice with his dexterous fingers , "Teng" opened and hung in the air, just blocking his face.

Everyone waited for him to finish speaking, but saw that he was just so still, so they all stretched their necks, but what they saw was a set of white clothes suddenly fell to the ground, followed by the fan, which shattered into pearls and fell to the ground. It entered the gong on the ground, and the gong slowly rose again, and it floated to the fence before landing on the ground, as if someone was carrying it to ask for money!

Most of the tricks are to transform people into living beings, but Bailong disappeared out of thin air under the eyes of everyone. After disappearing, he was still manipulating the objects on the stage. The opportunity to throw a reward in the gong, go to the stage to have a look at the doorway.

Ye Heng looked at them, sat calmly in his seat, ate peaches, and waited for the boys to pack up their belongings by the way.

He has watched many Bailong performances, and he knows that the scene in front of him is an established program.He had asked Zhaocai Jinbao to go on stage to explore earlier, and after several failed attempts to solve puzzles, he thought about it—how could it be easy for people to see the clues of this eating skill?

He wondered if Bailong disappeared just to avoid people and secretly deal with the clues left by the trick.

However, there seemed to be more people who did not give up. He only ate half a peach, and the white dress was taken to the side by a group of people to study, and the gong piled up with silver horn jewelry was not surrounded by anyone.

In the small hill, half of them were the pearls he rewarded. He was so proud of himself that he couldn't help but look back again before leaving.Unexpectedly, at this glance, he actually noticed a sneaky person wearing a veiled hat, approaching the gong without anyone noticing, and poured a large handful of silver and jewelry into a large linen bag!

"There's a thief!" Ye Heng exclaimed, "The thief is offering a reward!"

Some people turned their heads when they heard the sound, and the thief was found and trembled, obviously frightened, but he quickly pulled out a sharp dagger from his boots, and slashed wildly around.

The people sitting in this shed are all wealthy families, and those in the rows near the Goulan are either rich or noble. Wherever they have seen this battle, they immediately ran to the door screaming under the cover of servants.

Seeing that the surrounding crowd had dispersed, the thief picked up his pocket, turned around and cut through the shed cloth with a knife, turned over and jumped out of the shed.

Those who hadn’t left the shed looked at the gap in shock, not knowing whether it was safe to go out at this time, but they didn’t expect to see a stick wrapped in red cloth coming out of the gap—this is not the stage. Gong Hammer?

Before everyone had time to think about it, there was a cry of pain from outside the shed. After a while, two officials walked into the shed and said to the onlookers who had not had time to leave: "Anyone who has witnessed a thief stealing something, can you come here?" Record a testimony in the yamen?"

"I!"

Ye Heng, as the first person to discover, voluntarily followed the official for a while.

The process of committing the crime didn't last long, Ye Heng stated what he saw in a few words, and was immediately taken to the side hall by the yamen servants to identify the suspect.

The side hall door was open, and Ye Heng saw a black-faced man kneeling on the ground ten steps away, his hands were tied behind his back, his head was hanging down, motionless like a rock.

It wasn't until the yamen servant picked up his chin with the handle of a knife and asked Ye Heng to look at him carefully that he turned his cloudy eyes and looked back at Ye Heng.

Ye Heng walked around him, and felt that this man looked familiar, but because he looked ordinary and had nothing special, Ye Heng felt that he was delusional.

"How is it?" the yamen servant asked.

Ye Heng thought for a while, and replied pertinently: "He was wearing a veiled hat at the time, I didn't see his face clearly, but the clothes and shoes must be the same, and the color of the hands is also the same, it should be him."

The leading officer smiled and complimented, "Young Master Ye is really careful and talented. Not only was he the first to spot the suspect, but he also endured the heat and came all the way to identify the suspect. It's really admirable."

Ye Heng waved his hand: "Brother, please be polite. When I was burglarized in the shed, it was Bailong who helped catch the thief. Now it's just a small favor that I can do."

After getting an affirmative answer, the leading yamen servant nodded and waved to a younger yamen servant next to him: "Take him into custody first."

Seeing the suspect being erected, Ye Heng also planned to leave, but he just turned around, and when the dull suspect he described just now passed in front of him, he suddenly opened his mouth.

"Pooh!!!"