I heard Mr. Ye is a good dragon?

Ye Heng is not afraid of being reprimanded, but he is still a little afraid of Master Ye threatening him with money-making and treasure-these two boys are family-born children, they have served him, played with him, and covered him since they were young. Let's go, he seems to have lost his brother, not to mention, he will never want to have fun behind his father's back in the future.

So he lived in peace for the time being, and obediently attended classes for three consecutive rainy days.

On the fourth day, the sky cleared up, and he looked at the blue sky outside the window, and his thoughts became lively: "The second shopkeeper has to come to class in the afternoon, and I will watch one in the morning... No, half time, I will come back after watching it. My father will never find out!"

Zhaocai shook his head: "What if the master has another whim today and comes to see you?"

"Then... a cup of tea will do the trick!"

Zhaocai saw that he was bargaining, and he was angry and funny: "What is this time enough to see? You still have to run around...Young master, what are you trying to do?"

"I'm worried about him." Ye Heng pursed his lips, "He's the one who suffers. When the Yamen returns the stolen goods, he will definitely tell him the whole story. I just want to see if he is all right after learning about the situation. people help..."

"You send me there." Jin Bao, who had been silent all this time, recommended himself at this moment.

Ye Heng felt that this might be a solution. After all, his father only restricted him from going out, and did not restrict other people from going out, but he still hesitated: "But, Bailong is used to seeing me shouting to him in the first row every time he performs. Cheer, if he happened to perform today and didn't see me, he would definitely be very disappointed... I'd better go in person!"

Ye Heng made up his mind, took down a bag hanging on the screen, grabbed a peach from the fruit plate, stuffed it into the bag, and said at the same time: "Zhaocai, you find an inconspicuous one." Clothes, give Menzi some broken silver, let him pretend to be blind for a while!"

"It's useless." Zhao Cai didn't even move his foot, but bent down and squeezed a grape next to the peach into his mouth, "I asked when I went to the kitchen to get breakfast in the morning, and our door was replaced by his master." people."

"Then climb over the wall!" Ye Heng weighed a peach and threw it to Jin Bao who was standing beside him, "Jin Bao, go and set up the ladder in the back garden!"

Jin Bao caught Tao Zi and rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment: "Master, this road won't work either."

"And why?"

"Yesterday, I took advantage of the waning rain to repair the roof of the old building in the backyard. I took a look outside. There were seven or eight guards in coir raincoats watching from outside the wall, with whistles around their necks. Even if we were not caught on the spot Catch them, as soon as they blow the whistle to gather people, we can't guarantee that we can run all the way to Washi."

The two planned roads were blocked, and Ye Heng was not happy. He threw the bag on the table and began to lose his temper after sitting down: "This is no good, and that is no good. I don't want to learn abacus in the afternoon! The second shopkeeper came to the door and said I'm suffering from heat stroke... eh? Wait..."

He was suddenly blessed and overjoyed and said, "I have a new idea!"

After dressing up and tidying up, Ye Heng lay on Jinbao's back, and was knocked all the way to the gate by the other party. Zhaocai said loudly in front of him: "Get out of the way! The young master fainted! I have to send the young master to the medical center !"

These words did not impress the newcomers, the man looked around them, and then pointed at Jin Bao: "You carry the young master back to the room, and let the short guy behind go out and call the doctor."

Zhaocai hates people saying that he is short, so he gave the door a pair of big eyes in anger: "How slow it is to go back and forth! Something happened to the young master, can you bear it?"

Ye Heng smiled secretly, thinking that it was very clever to recruit money.

But that door is not a fuel-efficient lamp: "Don't worry, I am a comprehensive talent trained by a professional school. This is my acupuncturist qualification certificate. This is the treatment license signed by Master Ye. Mr. Ye is young and has no serious illness. , two needles will surely wake you up.”

Immediately afterwards, Ye Heng felt himself being laid down on the couch.

He was startled, and then he heard Zhao Cai whispering to him: "My lord, why don't you forget?"

Ye Heng gritted his teeth, continued to pretend to be dead, and answered him with practical actions: The doctors in the clinic administer needles every day, and I haven't seen anyone who is in pain so badly, so bear with it!

The thin gold needle pierced into the flesh, and it felt numb, but it didn't hurt too much. After Ye Heng stretched his body and received the needle, his heart fell silently, and he let the other prick him like a piece of jelly.

On the other end, Zhaocai understood, looked at the right time and began to question very hard: "Can you do it, why are you still awake, young master?"

"It's a bit strange. Normally, after these two injections, there should be some reaction, but the young master is not moving at all." Menzi put away the needle, frowned and said, "For the current plan, the only thing is..."

Ye Heng pricked up his ears and waited for his next words, wanting to make a countermeasure in advance, but suddenly there was a sharp pain in the crowd!

"what!!!!!!!!"

***

Ye Heng ran around, but nothing happened, he was sweating all over, and felt uncomfortable like burning in his heart.

As soon as he returned to the house, he ransacked the box and took out the "Complete Collection of Escaping Marriage Skills for Miss Boudoir" that he bought years ago: "If I don't believe it, I won't be able to find a way to get out!"

Zhaocai poured two cups of tea, and brought a cup to persuade him: "My good young master, [-]% of the stories in the book are fake. The master has traveled from south to north, and is in charge of dozens of dyeing workshops and satin shops. How can you let him go easily?" Are you sneaking out? Just rest and let Jinbao run for you."

Ye Heng ignored people with a sullen face and just flipped through the book.

Zhaocai has always been patient with coaxing children, so he continued: "Master, the master didn't let you go out because he was afraid that you would be hurt. That old villain who spits on people is just dirty, what if we meet someone who can do it next time?" ?”

"...then hire a few people to protect me." Knowing that what he said was reasonable, Ye Heng closed the book in his hands, but refused to let go, "Is it because there are thieves on the road that I have to go out? ?”

Zhaocai took the book away from his hand and replaced it with herbal tea: "The master shut you up, but he was angry for a while, so you should work hard for a few days, when his anger subsides, naturally he won't keep holding on to you." On the contrary, if you can't hold your breath, the master may not be sure to do something you don't like to watch."

When he said the last sentence, his voice suddenly sank, and Ye Heng's heart skipped a beat: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Cai suddenly straightened up, and snorted in a tone of voice: "Here you are 500 taels, get out of the capital, and don't pester my son anymore!"

"Okay, you scare me with the words in the storybook!"

Laughing and playing around, Ye Heng gulped down herbal tea, and the anger subsided, so he assigned Jinbao to go out to investigate, while he stayed to study abacus - Bailong's performances usually ended at noon, and Jinbao It was after lunch that he was going to come back, so he didn't worry about it for the time being.

After all, he also had luck in his heart. There are officials patrolling in Washi, and those who want to make trouble will be immediately controlled like that day, right?

The sun was getting higher and higher, and it was getting hotter.

Ye Heng didn't want to stay in the house and sweat all over, so he took the abacus and went to the gazebo to have a breeze.However, as soon as he sat down and picked a few beads, he felt something was wrong. When he looked up, the wind was indeed not in vain, and it also carried a lot of dark clouds.

Fearing that the weather of the previous few days would happen again, Ye Heng had no choice but to return to the bedroom with his abacus: "This rain is so strange, did Jinbao not bring an umbrella when he went out?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky suddenly lit up, followed by thunder!

It is estimated that the performance will be interrupted in this weather, and it is also inconvenient to send someone out to deliver umbrellas. Ye Heng only hopes that Jin Bao will be smarter and find a restaurant to sit and hide from the rain for a while.

It's a pity that Jinbao "lived up to everyone's expectations", and he came back in the rain before halfway through.

Ye Heng was fanning himself with a small ivory fan. As soon as he heard the sound, he was like a magnet being attracted, and immediately went to the door. However, after seeing the large mottled wet spots on his clothes, Ye Heng still waved at him: "Don't worry, change your clothes first!"

Then he turned around and walked into the house, calling out, "Fortune, burn some ginger tea!"

After the tea boiled, Jin Bao packed himself up and entered the house again.

"Come, drink tea!" Ye Heng beckoned Jin Bao to sit at the table, fanned the hot ginger tea twice with a fan, and then excitedly raised his head towards Jin Bao, "How is it? Good? Any new tricks?"

Jin Bao opened his mouth, moved it a few times, but made no sound.

Zhaocai jokingly said, "Master, you ask too many questions in one go, and Jinbao doesn't know which one to answer first."

"Okay, come one by one, tell me first, how is Bailong today?"

Jin Bao shook his head: "Bai Long may be in trouble."

He has a straight temper and speaks without any foreshadowing. After hearing this, Ye Heng seemed to have been poured a bucket full of cold water, and his voice trembled all of a sudden: "What?"

Only then did Jin Bao explain to him in detail: "Not long after I entered the shed, there was a sudden strong wind outside, which made the shed cloth rattle. Bailong had to end the performance early and return back some reward money that fell on the stage. But the reward was too much. It was given by the nobles in the first few rows, and the people in the back row felt that they had suffered a disadvantage, so they rushed to the stage to demand a refund of the ticket price..."

"Isn't this unreasonable! The ticket money is in the hands of the Wazi squad leader, how can Bailong refund them?" Ye Heng jumped up indignantly, "What about Bailong? Did he disappear immediately like before? On stage?"

Jinbao saw that he was very excited. If he said no, he might have to run out at any time, so he said vaguely: "Maybe... I saw that the situation was not good, so I ran out to inform the nearby officials."

"Yes...it's definitely right to find an official." Ye Heng was a little relieved, and comforted himself talking to himself, "It's raining so much now, those people probably won't pester Bailong for too long."

Jin Bao glanced at him carefully, then lowered his head and blew on the tea in his cup.Seeing this, Zhaocai simply acted as a supporting role for him: "That's right, with the bad guy here, they definitely won't be able to quarrel!"

Reassuring Ye Heng with a few words, Zhao Cai said that he would go to the kitchen to see how long it would take for the dishes to be served, but Jin Bao didn't disturb Ye Heng's study, and followed him out.

As soon as he closed the door, he was dragged to the corridor next to him. After a closer look, it turned out that it was a fortune call, so he wondered, "You didn't go to the kitchen?"

Zhaocai thumped his chest: "Stop talking nonsense! You hesitated to speak for a while, and then drank tea in a muffled voice. What happened?"

Sure enough, Jin Bao's face turned serious: "...Then don't tell the young master, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it."

"Say it!"

Jin Bao turned his head and glanced at the door, sighed, then lowered his voice and said: "The thunder just now struck the elephant shed three times in a row, the people there are probably..."