I heard Mr. Ye is a good dragon?

Ye Heng didn't know why Bailong reacted so strongly, but hesitated a little: "It's probably true... Maybe. Didn't I mention it to you before?"

"No." Bai Long replied decisively, "You only said that you came from the lower realm to complete the task, but you didn't say how you feel."

Ye Heng blinked: "Really...? Anyway, that white-haired fairy let me see it. I don't think he has any reason to lie to me? Besides, it's normal to be demoted if you make a mistake..."

Seeing that Bailong's eyes were wide open, his expression was complicated, first he was happy, then he was worried, and there was also a trace of anger mixed in, he quickly said: "Hey, hey, that's what you asked, I didn't take the initiative to mention him!"

Bai Long wanted to ask him if he made a mistake on purpose so that he could follow Linxiu in the lower realm - after all, as the Immortal King of Lishi, he couldn't just make such a big mistake.But after thinking about it, he no longer remembered those things, so it was meaningless to ask.

Seeing that Bai Long still didn't speak, Ye Heng wanted to divert his attention pre-emptively, and hurriedly said: "Hey, we should go to the porridge shed, you should remove this ice cover!"

After this page was uncovered, the two of them forgot about it together, and never mentioned it again. Ye Heng's whole heart was quickly devoted to regulating Bailong's behavior. He was not allowed to control the boat, and he had to eat normally. In short, in front of people, Bailong must behave like an ordinary person, and he can't even change a small trick, so that in order to practice how to deal with people, Bailong can only play the flute for others.

Fortunately, the victims have no fun now. After drinking porridge and working, listening to the sound of the flute is also very relaxing for them. He is handsome and has participated in the porridge giving. Everyone naturally has a good impression of him. In his spare time, people often gather around him to listen to the music, and some hope that he can play the ditties of his hometown. Unfortunately, he hums with a southern accent and a northern tune. Bailong is really not good. recovery.

"Well, everyone welcomes you very much, and you feel very happy too?"

After serving porridge, Ye Heng would occasionally ask Bai Long like this.

Bailong usually answered "It's okay", and occasionally while paddling, he looked away and told him that some child gave him a fat and sticky snail, or a fish as thin as a wicker.

Ye Heng laughed loudly: "It's because they want to get close to you. I saved a wounded skylark in the yard before, and I also like to show it to my father."

"Then what did your father say?" Bai Long wanted to refer to a normal reaction.

"He didn't take a closer look and thought I liked birds, so he bought me a big cage of birds the next day." Ye Heng also pushed the other pair of oars, "Parrots, orioles, are not beautiful feathers anyway. , who can speak and sing.”

In Bailong's impression, there were not so many birds in Ye Mansion, so he asked, "What happened next?"

"Later, I opened the cage door and let them all go."

"why?"

"Because I think their chirping and screaming are so miserable, and I can't sleep well at night, so I let them all go." Ye Heng shook his sore hand from shaking the paddle, "And I just wanted to talk to my dad. , It has nothing to do with the bird at all. If I have to talk about it, I only care about the injured skylark."

"So you only kept the skylark?"

"It was raised for a while, and after the injury healed, it was released."

"Then why?"

"It already has its own home, but it just met me by accident, so why should I force it to stay?" Ye Heng yawned, continued to hold the paddle, and gave Bailong a sleepy smile, "But you Don’t throw away the things they gave you, take good care of them, that’s a proof of your kindness.”

Bai Long watched his hands move slowly, and couldn't help increasing his paddling speed: "Don't let them go back to their home?"

Ye Heng raised his neck and sighed to the gray sky: "In this capital city where houses are about to be submerged, whose home is complete?"

A few days later, Ye Heng received an order from the governor, and went to the government office again.This time, the governor publicly stated that he did not find any clues about the "mysterious buyer" in the ink studio, and in the confession of the head of the Washi team, several people who had performed similar "wall penetration" also because of The rain disaster fled to other state capitals early.As for Bailong, although he often appears and disappears out of thin air, there is no evidence that he can "pass through walls", at best it can only show that he has fast feet.

As for Wu Juren, the "Lingfei Jing" he copied was copied by more than 20 scholars in the capital. At first glance, the handwriting written by several people is similar, so it is not certain that the defamatory text must be written by Wu Juren.

In addition, after studying nearly [-] slanderous articles collected by the Yin family, Fu Yin and Fu Cheng unanimously determined that they were not written, but rubbed out with a clever method, because each of their handwriting is unique. They were exactly the same, without the slightest difference, so the direction of investigation turned to the people in the city who knew how to print.

"After careful consideration, this officer has decided to remove Wu Juren's supervision, but he is not allowed to leave the workshop where he lives. After the rubbings are found out, we will see if he will be summoned and leave the court."

When Ye Heng came, he raised his breath in one breath, and now he exhaled slowly.

When going out with the others, he held Gao Jiayi back like last time: "Brother Gao, I want to discuss something with you. I wonder if it's convenient to go to the house to talk about it now?"

He wanted to make plans for his side.This trip to the yamen is safe and sound, but Yin Jun is not a person who is willing to let go, especially since he has suffered a lot from him many times. When he left just now, he looked at him wishing that he died, and even if he did not die, he would peel off his skin.It is not good for him to use soldiers to cover up the water and soil to deal with it, especially Bailong has made a move in full view before, once someone guides him, it is only a matter of time before Bailong's identity is exposed, if he can't get a way to avoid death Gold medal, all those related to him will suffer.

In fact, there was only one way he could think of—to donate money to the national treasury.

After Miaomiao took Bailong to another place, Gao Jiayi welcomed Ye Heng into the room, listened to his thoughts, raised his teacup and kept silent for a while, then said: "How much are you going to donate?"

Ye Heng said a number.

This number is relatively conservative, and there is still some distance from the goal he wants to achieve, but it can almost remove [-]% of the money he is in charge of.

Even so, Gao Jiayi was deeply shocked: "My dear brother, you are... no, you are too self-sacrificing, aren't you? I heard that you still owe a lot of bills in semicolon, and you want to pay for it?" Against Yin Jun, why risk your life?"

Facing Gao Jiayi's gaze, Ye Heng smiled weakly: "I'm cowardly. You know, there are many people who are holding on to my life now. If my house collapses, who will take over the half of the disaster victims? At that time, the plague will strike and people will panic, if anyone is disloyal to the emperor and spreads some rumors, the capital will be turned into a purgatory on earth."

"That's not enough to give so much... Sigh."

Gao Jiayi wanted to persuade him, but after thinking about it carefully, he had to agree with Ye Heng's words.

At present, the porridge shed can be opened to the size of Ye Heng, and there are not many vicious incidents in the whole capital.Once he left, no one could take over, except the officials.But the money from the government is needed to provide porridge for the disaster victims in several state capitals to treat their diseases. If it is shared equally among each person, it will not be enough for them to eat three porridge a day.

Seeing that he was persuaded by himself, Ye Heng hurriedly struck while the iron was hot: "Also, I have had several fortune-tellings from otherworldly experts. I have had a bad luck recently, and I have to spend more money to do good deeds in order to avert calamity. So, you just Help me, write to the emperor, let him take my money."

Seeing him clasping his hands together, Gao Jiayi rubbed his hands pitifully at himself, and said helplessly, "Okay, but you have too many numbers, and it might attract suspicion. I have to cut [-]% off for you."

"Deal!" Knowing that Gao Jiayi didn't want him to give more, Ye Heng originally thought that it would be cut in half, but now the situation is better, so he immediately cheered up and gave him a high-five, "Then it's settled, I will Welcome the imperial decree at home!"

Gao Jiayi saw that he was smiling like a child, with round and deep dimples, and also smiled: "If you start this way, the emperor will probably send people to ask for donations one by one, and those penny-pinching people will be punished." I blame you. So, this matter has to be arranged in a low-key manner, no matter how low-key. I can guarantee that if the Holy Spirit is willing to accept your kindness, he will not make a big fuss. This is also good for your father, lest he be pissed off by you .”

Ye Heng chuckled, but there wasn't much smile in his eyes—for his father, how would he explain it afterwards?Although all the bad news is now isolated from the father's bedroom, once the father recovers, the family's bills must be shown to the father. At that time, not only will he find that the money has disappeared, but he will also see that he has lost money in order to erase the white money. Long made false accounts about buying paper... Although he asked for advice, his father was very shrewd, and he was determined not to hide it...

This matter weighed heavily on Ye Heng's mind, he waited anxiously for five or six days, and finally he got the person from the palace.

Just like what Gao Jiayi said, the visitor followed Gao Jiayi himself into the Ye Mansion, and at first glance he looked like Gao Jiayi's entourage.They didn't even read the decree, but let him take it and read it himself.After reading it, he left a box in his room, and after he packed it himself, he went in and checked and carried it away, leaving him a voucher.The whole process was silent, like a group of fast and nimble black cats.

After watching the group go out, Ye Heng returned to the room, drinking tea cup after cup.

The money is out, but his ability to absorb money will emerge at any time to harm him, so as long as the money has not entered the treasury, he dare not take it lightly.

Bailong didn't know that he had so many twists and turns in his heart, he only knew that he couldn't solve it with human methods, so he sat by the side and refilled him with tea, silently accompanying him.

After drinking too much tea, he couldn't drink it down, Ye Heng stood up and paced around the room, the sound of gurgling water came from his stomach, which disturbed him.After he stood still, he rubbed his belly and felt that he should go out for a little tribute, so he turned to open the door.

He touched the door, but before he opened it, he heard a high-pitched cry from outside: "The rain has stopped!! The rain has stopped!!!"