The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

The doctor glanced at the piano boy behind the scholar, nodded, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, we have a temple here called Pujiu Temple. That is the Incense Courtyard of Queen Zetian. It was built with extraordinary momentum. The palace is all made of colored glaze, and it looks beautiful against the blue sky! There is also the stupa of the eminent monk, which towers into the sky and can be seen from a distance for admiration."

The scholar waited for the doctor to say something else, but the doctor had nothing to say. He looked at the scholar flatteringly, hoping that the scholar would nod. The scholar sighed and said, "Is there nothing else?"

"No more. In other places, one is inconsistent with your status as a gentleman, Number One Scholar, the other is thanking guests during the recent fast, and the third is..."

The scholar listened impatiently, opened the folding fan with a swish, shook it, frowned and said: "What's so fun about this ruined temple! Who would go to a place like that!"

At this time, I heard several melodious bells ringing, which was louder than what I heard before in the shop and teahouse.

The doctor pointed to the door and said: "Well, this is the bell of Pujiu Temple. It means that good men and women are going to donate incense." After a pause, he said seriously: "Listen to the strength of this sound, it must be What a beautiful little lady!"

"Oh?" The scholar's eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "Really?"

The doctor smiled and said: "It's really true. Lang Jun will know it just by looking at it! Hahaha!"

"Hahahaha, that makes sense!" The scholar closed the folding fan, stroking his palms and laughing, then turned around and said to the piano boy: "Dog, uh, that Zongdan, hurry up and prepare lunch! I'll go to that temple once and take a walk. Just come back!"

The doctor quickly reminded: "Zhuangyuanlang, that temple is Pujiu Temple! It's not far outside the city."

"Hmm, listen to the bell this little lady is ringing. This temple is not far away. I can just walk there!" After saying that, he hurriedly turned around and walked out of the store.

Qintong said: "How about I arrange lunch and then I go with you afterward? You can also ride the horse."

"No, what are you going to do? Do your job well!" The scholar didn't even look at the piano boy and walked straight out the door.

The piano boy hurriedly chased out, stopped the scholar, and begged: "Mr. Lang, it's better for me to accompany you. If anything happens on the way, I can share your worries! Otherwise, if you want to do it yourself, don't tire yourself out!"

"Go, go, go! You dog slave! I didn't see the sultry beauty of spring. I'm going to chase the beauty. Do I need your company? You look like a deer-headed rat. Don't scare this little lady! Get out of here, don't Blocking my way!" He pushed the piano boy away, waved his fan and walked away without even looking at him.

The piano boy was pushed aside by the scholar and nearly fell down. He stood firm and was about to chase him out the door, but he was grabbed by the doctor, who laughed and said: "How is it? I said that I have such a good tongue. Surely you can trick your husband into going to the Pujiu Temple, right? Hurry! Give me the promised reward as soon as possible!"

"I want you to talk more! Now only Lang Jun is going there alone, but I am stuck in your shop. Can I still give you all the reward?" Qintong said angrily with a sullen look on his face.

The doctor also said seductively: "What? You want to cheat? You had agreed to persuade your husband to go to Pujiu Temple. When did you say you would go with us? Give me the money quickly, don't try to cheat!"

The piano boy had no choice but to take out the promised handful of copper coins from his pocket, slapped it into the doctor's hand, and said angrily: "Here you go, here you go!" Thinking about his annoyance, his plan failed to come true again.

I had to think of a way to solve the problem quickly. Seeing that there were meals in the store, I said to the doctor: "All the stores on this street are closed. If you can help me, hurry up and prepare the meals!"

The doctor had money to make, so he naturally agreed. He thought that the husband would go to Pujiu Temple, and he would return after a short while, so he quickly went to get things done.

The piano boy took the horse to the stable, added fodder to the horse, stroked the horse's neck gently, and watched the horse chew with relish, but his heart could not calm down.

The original plan was to go to Pujiu Temple with the scholar and find a way to find the matchmaker. Through the matchmaker, the scholar could be connected with Cui Xiangguo's daughter. From then on, he could wait for the opportunity.

Now, the plan did not go exactly as he imagined, and, in fact, his plan was not used at all. All of this was driven by another mysterious force.

Although it is possible to secretly follow the scholar to Pujiu Temple, but in this case, there will be no excuse or reason to lure the scholar to Cui Xiangguo's daughter. All my plans are useless!

And the Cui Xiangguo family all live in the west wing of Pujiu Temple. Unless it is an accident, it is impossible for the two to meet by chance. Even if they meet, Cui Xiangguo's daughter may not like the scholar. The scholar has read countless people. He has always passed through thousands of flowers without a leaf touching him, so how can he stop for a moment? At best, it's nothing more than chaos and abandonment.

After thinking about it wildly, I still couldn't find any sure way, so I had no choice but to wait in the shop and wait and see what the scholar would say when he came back.

While I was restless, I thought that when I said goodbye to the matchmaker in the morning, I might meet again in the afternoon. I wonder if the matchmaker will occasionally think of it now that she is in Pujiu Temple?

At the same time, in the Pujiu Temple, the matchmaker was thinking about the brother who had saved her. She knew that what he said when they left, maybe they could meet in the afternoon, was just polite, but after all, she was still full of hope.

The matchmaker wanted to take a look outside the temple gate, even if it meant taking a look at the mountain path where her brother had accompanied her.

But when he raised his head and glanced at the young lady Yingying who was taking a nap, she still held back and sat down to start working as a female celebrity. However, I was absent-minded and accidentally pricked my finger.

The matchmaker didn't dare to exclaim for fear of disturbing Yingying's nap, so she could only put her fingers in her mouth.

Thinking that he was only slightly pricked by this small embroidery needle, he was in excruciating pain. In order to protect himself, the tall and handsome brother would rather face the spear and let the tip of the spear pierce his chest and abdomen. If it weren't for my brother's pushing and blocking, I would no longer be in this world. How would I be here to take care of Yingying's nap? How to bear this kindness?

I don’t know where this brother, who serves his husband, is now? Will I happen to pass by here, and will I meet again by chance?

And in Pujiu Temple, it was not just the matchmaker who was also thinking about the scholar. Another person is also thinking, why hasn't the scholar arrived yet?

This is monk Facong from Pujiu Temple, a disciple of Master Faben, the abbot of the temple.

At this time, Fa Cong was in his meditation room, twisting Buddha beads in his hands and pacing back and forth slowly. The smooth head actually shone slightly, and it turned out that there was a little sweat on the head. Fa Cong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly lowered his head to meditate, and suddenly raised his head to look at the sky. It seemed that there was some Buddhist principle that he could not understand, which made him rack his brains.

It was the scholar who Facong was thinking hard about.

Fa Cong had previously sent novice monks to investigate the scholar's whereabouts. But there has been no news about the novice monk. I wonder what is going on? I don’t know what happened to this scholar. Maybe he was delayed somewhere?

Fa Cong felt irritable thinking about it, so he quickly touched his bald head and recited the Buddha's name silently.

At this moment, the door of the meditation room was knocked open with a bang, and a figure flashed in.