I heard Mr. Ye is a good dragon?

"The rain has stopped!"

One person shouted like that, followed by two or three people shouting together, their voices were excited.

After Ye Heng was taken aback, he opened the door suddenly, and found that the scenery outside the house was much clearer, no longer hazy by the heavy rain curtain, only the water was still dripping under the eaves.

He opened his mouth wide in surprise, walked quickly to the porch, leaned on the porch pillar to look at the thin puddles of water in the yard, and sure enough, only the eaves had ripples, and the puddles hit by raindrops in the past disappeared. up.

"The rain stopped... really stopped..."

Ye Heng murmured, and there were louder and louder cheers beside his ears, as if the front yard had also spread the news, and then outside the courtyard wall, the loud shout of "Sai" completely announced the end of the rainy season .

"It's true. I can feel it." Bai Long walked to Ye Heng's side and gently held his hand, "The silver you sent out should have entered the palace and put into the treasury."

Ye Heng nodded, turned to look at him, with a smile on his face, jumped up and gave Bailong a big bear hug, with tears in his eyes: "Great! I did it! I did it!"

"Yes, you did it." Bai Long got pleasure from his happiness, and hugged his hot body for a circle, "It won't rain anymore, and your father's legs should be fine in a few days." It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Yes! My father!" Ye Heng hooked Bai Long's neck, "Put me down, I'm going to see him!"

Bailong refused to let him go, and wanted to hug him. Ye Heng blushed and struggled a few times, but when he saw that everyone he met along the way was hugging and clapping hands, he stopped coddling and let Bailong hug him. Went to the door of my father's bedroom.

Ye Heng got off the ground, stroked the skirt of his robe with both hands indiscriminately, and rushed to the door, and saw that his father had got up and sat on the edge of the bed, drinking the soup brought by his aunt. Sleepy look.

"Father!" Ye Heng shouted, ran to the bed like a swallow falling into a forest, and sat down next to Master Ye, "The rain has stopped! How do you feel?"

"Silly boy, with Bailong these days, my legs haven't hurt much." Master Ye raised his hand to touch the back of his son's head, and smiled after a long absence, "But I just looked at my legs when I changed the dressing, and it's red and swollen. It subsides, and it is estimated that it will be cured with a few more patches of medicine."

"Yeah!" Ye Heng grinned, a dimple on his right cheek was deeply sunken, sweet and cute.

After the two chatted about their condition, Master Ye said: "The rain stopped, those porridge sheds will be demolished in a while, right? When the sheds are dismantled, bring the account books and keys."

"...Okay..." Ye Heng agreed, but the smile on his face immediately became awkward.

Master Ye's face was full of kindness: "What are you afraid of, Dad knows that you must have spent a lot of money on the porridge, but since you did it, you can do it well and make it loud, and the money is not wasted, Dad will not blame you of."

"Hey." Ye Heng's expression softened a little, but his palms were already covered with cold sweat.

After all, Master Ye was still sick, and after talking to him a few words about how to disperse the victims, he became a little tired again. Ye Heng was already nervous, so he slipped back to the room with Bailong.

Because of this sentence, Ye Heng began to worry again.

At night he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep well, and it didn't work for Bai Long to hug him. Sometimes he would wake up suddenly when he fell asleep. When Bai Long asked, he couldn't explain the reason, because it wasn't a nightmare, but he felt uneasy in the dark. .

"He's your father, no matter how angry he is, he won't do anything to you." Bai Long stroked his back and forth, trying to calm him down, "I still have a lot of silver and jewelry, and I'll give them to you when the time comes. At least the store will survive."

Ye Heng shook his head feebly: "It's not up to you to give it to me, I'm just afraid that if the money goes back to me, my father's legs will suffer again. And the black-eyed chicken is holding back, I can't find a good time to tell my father about those things, and if he can't solve it, he will only be upset, and if he gets angry, his illness will get worse."

He buried his face in Bailong's arms and sighed uncontrollably.

If the Ye family is really doomed, he would rather come earlier, this kind of waiting is like cutting flesh with a blunt knife, it is too difficult.

Knowing that things in the world are very complicated, Bailong couldn't persuade him, so he stretched out his hand and pinched his neck, forcing him to use spells to make him feel tired.However, this technique can only be guaranteed for half the night, and they still can't take shortcuts in the daytime.

The rain stopped, but the water did not recede immediately.

The Street Department sent people to clean up the streets every day, and the first to clean up was Central Street and several nearby streets.

This gave the dignitaries the right to step on the road first, but Ye Heng felt very uncomfortable, because every time his carriage passed two squares, he had to get off the carriage and take a boat to the porridge shed - a place in the suburbs. It is low and potholed, and it is still flooded.

But it doesn't matter, the victims of the porridge shed have started to clean up spontaneously. They brought buckets, pots and shovels from home, and dug a few cisterns in the lower ground. Although the effect is slow, everyone has done a good job. I was very happy, because seeing that all the sick patients in the inn had recovered, they went out to see the sun one after another, and they also started to do some work within their ability, such as rowing boats and counting the number of people, and took the initiative to reduce the burden of everyone.

Everything is going for the good, everyone is working together, part of each other, this scene in Ye Heng's eyes is undoubtedly a great comfort.

However, Bailong watched anxiously and couldn't help whispering in Ye Heng's ear: "When will this be dealt with? I think it's getting cold now, if we turn water into ice..."

These words made Ye Heng turn his head away, and snorted fiercely: "What are you thinking, play the flute if your hands are itchy!"

He didn't know that his nose was a little red from the wind, his eyes were shining, and he didn't look fierce at all, so just after he finished speaking, Bai Long leaned over and kissed him.

Ye Heng's face turned red: "Oh! This is a pure place of Buddhism, you are not allowed to mess around!"

"If you're not messing around, just kiss," Bai Long held his face and kissed him again, "Besides, there is no statue in the bell tower."

After tasting his sweet lips, Bailong smiled at Tiantian's lips, took out his flute and left.

Many children who love to listen to the flute saw Bailong coming down from the bell tower, and swarmed up to look for him. Some of them took out the snails they picked up on the street, and some were older. Be good to Mr. Ye upstairs.

Bailong took out his cloth bag and took away all the "gifts" they had given him. Then he proudly raised his head and played while guiding the child away from some working adults to play in the distance.

Ye Heng had a panoramic view of the scene, and thought that if he had to leave the capital one day, maybe it would be good to find a small village like this to live in. There are no complicated things to bother him, and he can hear the white dragon playing the flute every day, and the little village The children play together.

He was obsessed with depicting the mirage scene in his mind, unknowingly half an hour had passed, and when he came back to his senses, he saw a group of people whose clothes were incompatible with this place entered the temple.

The group of people wore silver armor and came carrying a chariot.The cold wind blew up the curtain in front of the chariot, revealing the bright and gorgeous robes of the person inside, who knows which noble person it is.

Hua chariot walked to the middle of the road, and the silver-armored guard leading the way shouted loudly: "Where is the sinner Ye Heng?"

His voice was so loud that Ye Heng could hear it clearly from the bell tower, his heart tightened and then relaxed again.

He knew that the sword he was afraid of, hanging over his head day and night, had finally landed.

But fortunately, he was the one looking for, not Bailong, which means that manpower can still solve the problem, so he hurried down the bell tower and grabbed a little monk downstairs who was passing by with a bag of rice on his back: "Go to Gaofu quickly, the location Just now... Tell Gao Jiayi, the son of Gaofu, that someone has come to the temple to trouble me! Go! By the way, go the wrong way!"

The little monk nodded, handed him the rice bag, and hurried away.

After explaining the matter, Ye Heng heard the inquiring person still yelling: "If you don't report what you know, you will be punished with the same crime as Ye Heng!"

His shout finally got an answer, but instead of answering, he asked instead: "Dare to ask Mr. Ye... what crime did he commit?"

"Yes, what crime did you commit?"

The leading guard looked at the questioner with his nostrils, and said in a cold tone: "He attempted to bribe the court officials, suspected of killing three victims of the disaster, suspected of taking ill-gotten gains and bribing public servants, and suspected of committing crimes on behalf of others." He hides his crime! Say it again, if you dare to hide it, you will be punished with him!"

After hearing this, Ye Heng couldn't help trembling, but felt someone patting him behind him, and when he turned around, he saw the little monk from before.

"I can't get out, the outside is surrounded!"

"His uncle! He really wants to drive people to death!"

Ye Heng slapped his thigh - the people who pierced the armor must be members of the sixteen guards, they are different from the Yamen servants of Dali Temple and the Inspection Department, and when they appear on the scene, it must be a major case, such as killing the rebellious party!

Ye Heng took two steps back, not reconciled to going out to die like this, but after thinking about it, this series of crimes is what Yin Jun most wants to bear. If he slips away, they will definitely arrest people on the spot and make a big fuss Force yourself to show up.Now they just talk but don't do anything, maybe they are just observing whether they are slipping or not.

Ye Heng clenched his fists and took a deep breath, and walked out from behind the clock tower, ignoring the shocked faces of others, and walked up to the front of the Hua chariot: "Crassman Ye Heng is here, please don't embarrass irrelevant people."

His gaze moved up slightly, and he saw the people in the sedan chair through the fluttering curtain.

It was a woman with a beautiful face and a cold and contemptuous expression in her eyes.Ye Heng had never met her before, but he always felt that her demeanor was so familiar that he was surprised.

What surprised him even more was that this woman didn't look like an official, and although her dress was gorgeous, it was not the standard of the royal family's clothes. Why did she come all the way to arrest her with the silver armored guards?

But the urgency of time did not allow him to think too much. Seeing the two big men coming forward to arrest him, Ye Heng couldn't help crying: "Who ordered you to arrest me? I have never killed anyone, let alone..."

Before he could say a word, his stomach hurt violently.

He looked down in disbelief and realized that one of the Silver Guards had punched him in the stomach.