I heard Mr. Ye is a good dragon?

Seeing Master Ye's loud voice, Ye Heng had the strength to sit up, so naturally he couldn't allow him - he drove the doctor away, how could he find a place to spend money casually?If he doesn't spend money, can the disease be cured?

However, although Master Ye is in poor health, as long as he is awake, he is considered the head of the family. The housekeeper and others dare not disobey him. Sending them away, after some negotiations, they reluctantly kept the two of them, and secretly hid in the wing room, and waited until Master Ye fell asleep before coming to give acupuncture.

The house leak happened to be raining all night, and the big shopkeeper sent news that night: another customer left the capital with his family, and before leaving, he reduced the order quantity of the order to one-third of the original quantity, and postponed the harvest period two months.

This time, everyone in the room listened, and their eyes were as bleak as Ye Heng's.

Although no one dared to say it out loud, all the people in the capital could not help but feel the evil of the current weather.Even though the Inspection Department and the Twelve Guards are raising the fence of the moat every day, and digging small canals to divert the rainwater, but this speed is not as fast as the rain falls. Everyone thinks that staying in the city is just continuing to suffer, and even Rumors circulated that the rain fell because of the lack of virtue of the emperor, which brought disaster to the people.

Anyone who has the ability to leave, all dragged their families and left. The reason why the customer was willing to postpone it was nothing more than to save the last bit of luck and sell his favor to the Ye family first, hoping that the two families would not be deadlocked after the rain stopped. , But in fact, I have long since given up the expectation of the rain stopping.

Not long after the shopkeeper left, Ye Heng pushed the corner of his mouth upwards before stepping into his father's room.

Master Ye was awake at this time, leaning on the bedside to accept his aunt changing the plaster for him, when he saw him coming, he waved his hand at the people around him, and those people understood and all retreated.

"father."

Ye Heng walked over and sat down at the end of the bed, picked up the last unapplied plaster, and was about to heat it on the small heater, but was stopped by Master Ye: "Don't move!"

Ye Heng smiled: "It's okay, dad, I've learned how to watch my aunt every day."

Master Ye coughed and moved weakly: "Do you think this is embroidery? Just look at it? It's not you who will be hurt. Sit down!"

Ye Heng pouted, put the plaster back, and moved his butt towards the head of the bed.

Master Ye calmed down, squinted his eyes and said softly, "Stop spending money like crazy, all the offerings in the temple will be stopped."

Ye Heng was anxious when he heard this: "How can I do it? You are not willing to cure the disease, and you are not willing to pray to the Bodhisattva, how can such a disease be cured!"

Master Ye opened his eyelids and glared at him: "Hmph, I've taken the medicine and paid for it. Is it useful? And the Dragon King Temple itself is flooded. Do you think I'm begging the Dragon King for a fart?"

"Then what do you think will be good! As long as you can bear the pain, I can carry you directly to the Gobi to bask in the sun!" Ye Heng said, taking out a handkerchief to wipe Master Ye's sweaty forehead— ——It’s all in a cold sweat.

After wiping off the sweat, Ye Heng felt a little regretful, and felt that he should not have yelled at the patient. Unexpectedly, Master Ye's eyes suddenly weakened, and he slowly closed his eyes: "It's useless to go to the Gobi, it won't get better."

Ye Heng patted the back of his hand lightly: "Don't say such despondent words, it's impossible for the rain to keep falling, and you'll be fine when the weather clears up. This is the capital, even if we can't think of a way, the palace will The position must also find a way, and he will bear the sky falling."

"Stop talking nonsense, I don't know my body yet." Master Ye took a deep breath, and held his hand backhand, "I'm just a son like you, and I'll be your son from now on in the family business." Yes, before I left, I wanted to see that you could find a place to settle down, so that when I die, my heart can be at ease."

Ye Heng nodded with a heavy heart - of course he wanted to find a way to settle down, but he didn't want to watch his father burp, but because after the family wealth was almost dispersed, he could still have enough energy to support his family.My father needs to be raised, and the two aunts have served my father and have taken care of him for a while, so they are elders who cannot be lost.As for Zhaocai Jinbao, if he has the ability, he actually wants to raise him, but Zhaocai has his own home, and Jinbao and Zhaocai are in a good relationship, so he will definitely be separated from him in the future.

Seeing his son agreeing happily, Master Ye pulled his ear to his mouth, and whispered: "There is a dark room in the study, and there is 1 taels of gold in it, and the mechanism is under the dragon statue."

After hearing this amount, Ye Heng didn't know if it was because his father had reservations about him, or because he had squandered a lot of gold since he was a child, but no matter what it was, it didn't matter to him, he just wondered: "Father, How can our family have so much money?"

This question has been lingering in his mind for a long time, and he never had the opportunity to ask it clearly before, but now that the opportunity is in front of him, he has no choice but to ask.

The Ye family is not a common surname, and has very few relatives, and Master Ye was not from the capital at the beginning.Occasionally talking about his family history, he always said that he was just a diligent cloth merchant in the past, and that he was able to continue his business because he was honest and innocent, and that he was able to grow bigger because he was purely in the honor of his wife, because the old man was in Beijing. position, so he was able to gain a foothold in the capital.

But in this story, he never mentioned his origin and why he sold the cloth to the capital.

Ye Heng didn't think about it at first, until he was in charge of the family's money, he realized the abnormality of this ambiguous experience - now one tael of gold is worth 20 taels of silver, and 5 taels of gold is 100 million taels of silver.However, Gao Jiayi told him that the Holy Majesty pursues light corvee and light taxation, and the treasury's annual income is only 600 million silver. Although the Ye family's shop has always been prosperous, it is not top-notch among the wealthy businessmen in the capital. How can the family wealth be equal to one-sixth of the national treasury's annual income?

"..."

Ye Heng stared at his father for a long time but did not get an answer. Just when he thought that the other party was asleep and was about to get up, Master Ye said, "When I was younger than you now, I was a poor man in the mountains in the northwest. Boy, poor enough to bury people's bodies. Because of this job, I found gold ore in a haunted cave."

Ye Heng immediately turned serious.It stands to reason that after the discovery of this thing, it should be reported to the local officials, and then reported to the court, but judging from his situation, it was obvious that he had not reported it, no wonder he kept refusing to tell it.

"And then? You are single-handedly, so it's not easy to mine?"

Master Ye let out a laugh, but there was no smile on his face: "You don't need to know what happened next."

He was mentally weak, and Ye Heng couldn't force him to tell him, anyway, the money came from a wrong way, and it was wrongly paid, it should be the one he miscalculated in the sky, and what he wants to think about now is how to make it right When all these ill-gotten gains are used up, he must find a livelihood that he can rely on in the future, and he must prevent this livelihood from earning too much money, so that his previous hard work will not be in vain.

After thinking hard for a long time before the desk in the study, he slammed his face on the table exhaustedly, and fell asleep after a while.

After a long time, he opened his eyes in a daze, and found that the study room was much darker, and his posture changed to lying on his side - lying in the arms of a person, with his head resting on the other's shoulder and his arms around the other's waist. , stepped over the opponent's leg, and his nose smelled a faint incense, sweet and fragrant, with a hint of jasmine fragrance, which was the kind he used to use in the past.

Except for Bailong, no one else will carry this kind of fragrance, not even himself, because no one in Ye Mansion has time to do this delicate work anymore, it would be nice to be able to dry clothes with charcoal fire .

Ye Heng didn't look up, closed his eyes and hugged him tightly.

He is so busy that it is rare to dream, and only this moment allows him to pretend that there is someone he can rely on and commit himself to.

The man in the dream raised his hand and pinched his lips, and said softly, "You are so wronged."

"Who told you not to come?" Ye Heng muttered, and grabbed his finger, "Liar."

A low laugh sounded from above his head: "Didn't I just come here?"

"When I wake up, you will disappear, what is this?"

As Ye Heng talked, he became angry, and it was not enough to hold it in his mouth like this. He tried a little more force on his teeth, but he felt that finger was very restless, pressing and stirring on his tongue.

"Well!"

Ye Heng tilted his head back, and stretched out his hand to hold down the restless hand, but there was a lot of movement, and he was completely awake.

Immediately, he was startled, and found that he was lying on an unknown object, and Bailong was lying beside him, with his hands still held in his hands.

After staring directly at Bai Long for a moment, Ye Heng sat up and rubbed his eyes: "I'm not dreaming?"

Bai Long also sat up, looked at him with a slight smile: "No."

Ye Heng fell to the ground in disbelief, only then realized that he and Bai Long were sleeping on an ice bed, only a thin blanket was laid on it, so it wasn't cold—obviously, everything was done by Bai Long. Manipulate the rain.

Realizing that these were all true, he climbed back to the ice bed, threw a fierce pounce on Bailong, and pushed him onto the ice bed: "Where have you been? Why did you come back now?"

Without fear, Bailong pressed his waist down, let him sit on his body, then wrapped his arms around his waist with one hand, and touched the back of his hand with the other: "Where's the ring?"

Ye Heng turned his head and snorted: "You haven't even sent me a message after you've been away for so long, why am I wearing it?"

Bailong stroked his warm and thin back, and said softly: "Who picked it for you?"

"none of your business."

"It's none of my business. As soon as I sensed that you didn't wear a ring, I ran back to see you worriedly." Bai Long hugged him and stood up, let him sit on his lap, leaned over and licked his cheek He took a sip, "Tell me, who is it?"

Ye Heng hadn't done this kind of intimacy with anyone for a long time, and at this moment, he was a little dizzy: "Hmm...it's a fairy with blue eyes and white hair, who looks very similar to you..."

As he spoke, he felt Bailong's lips sliding from his cheek to the side of his neck, completely unaware that the other's face had darkened.