The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

The scholar walked alone into the city, feeling dejected and sighing from time to time. Suddenly he thought that if he could persuade the abbot to live in the temple tomorrow, he would have the opportunity to kiss Yingying Fangze. Unconsciously, he felt refreshed again. He opened the folding fan and slowly Shaking, I became interested in looking at the scenery along the way.

On this return trip, I suddenly felt that something was wrong. I stood still and thought about it again, and suddenly realized that I was the only pedestrian on the way here, and there was no one else on the road.

But now when I return to the city, there is an endless stream of people coming and going.

I was quite curious in my heart and saw countless people passing by me and walking behind me. I turned around and looked back and saw those people hurriedly going to Pujiu Temple, presumably to offer incense.

After waiting for a while, those fast-moving pilgrims had already arrived at the mountain gate of Pujiu Temple. A monk had already come out to greet them, opened the mountain gate, and let the pilgrims enter the temple.

The scholar was wondering, it’s not that today is Ramadan, no, this month is Ramadan. Why was it that the Pujiu Temple and the road leading to the Pujiu Temple were deserted before, but now it is bustling with people? Could it be that there is a good time to burn incense here?

Shaking his head, unable to understand, he continued walking into the city. The soldiers guarding the gate all knew that it was Zhang Sheng from Xiluo, so they were naturally not embarrassed.

Zhang Sheng entered the city gate and walked into the city. He felt that it was completely different from when he went out before. The whole city was full of people and traffic. Every shop opened its doors one after another to welcome customers, and the doctors from every teahouse and wine shop shouted with all their strength, as if they wanted to make up for the previous losses.

The scholar was wondering, didn't he say Ramadan earlier, or Ramadan? Could it be that you are not fasting now? Shaking his head, he went to the Number One Store.

At this time in the city, it was evening. On both sides of the market, there were rice shops, wheat shops, cloth shops, silk shops, pawn shops, inns, and medicine shops, all of which were well stocked. arrive. Small merchants and hawkers also emerged from the alleys of the branch roads, carrying their goods on their shoulders and hawking along the street. The sounds of hawking, counter-offering, and noises came and went, and from time to time there would be people stealing, causing a chase, and sometimes people would be upset.

If it had been half a day early, Zhang Sheng would have asked Qin Tong to lead him to the hotel, and he would have wandered in this bustling place. However, at this moment, the scholar's mind was filled with the little lady's smile, every move, every gesture, how could anything else affect his nerves?

While walking, suddenly a pair of white and tender little hands deep in the street grasped Zhang Sheng's left arm. Zhang Sheng was startled and looked down to the left. He saw a young lady with heavy makeup walking towards the street. He opened the door and said: "Mr. Lang, come in and play quickly. I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Zhang Sheng was about to speak when his right arm tightened. He looked down to the right and saw another pair of white and tender hands, grabbing him and dragging him to the store door on the other side. He gasped and said: "Well, Mr. Lang, come here." Yeah, I will drink with you, sing, dance..."

The woman on the left said angrily: "You bitch! It was the husband who grabbed me first! Let me go!"

"Bah! You jealous woman!" The woman on the right over there didn't show any signs of weakness and scolded: "Mr. Lang passed by our Huancui Building first. What does it have to do with your Manchun Hall?"

The woman from Manchundang said loudly: "What? You are so shameless! My husband is a regular customer of mine, and he came to see me specially today!" After saying that, she pressed Zhang Sheng's hand to her chest.

Zhang Sheng hurriedly withdrew his hands, and the woman in Huancui Building over there shouted again: "What kind of regular customer? Do you know Lang Jun's surname and just talk about it? Lang Jun is obviously my lover, what does it have to do with you?" As he said that, he stretched out his bright red lips. , and wanted to kiss Zhang Sheng’s cheek.

If it were before today, even before noon, if Zhang Sheng had encountered such a beautiful thing, he would have naturally stretched out his hands and put his arms around the shoulders of the two young ladies without arguing. Spring Hall, let’s go to a restaurant and have a drink. After drinking, it’s natural to place bets and have fun. Finally, they sleep with each other and enjoy the clouds and rain.

At this time, things are different from the past. In Zhang Sheng's heart, there is only the little lady in the Buddhist hall of Pujiu Temple, her eyebrows, her red lips, her slender waist, and her sweet voice. . That's Yingying, that's Yingying. Zhang Sheng's soul has already been given to Yingying. No matter how many beautiful women appear at the same time, they can't overshadow Yingying's charm.

I, Zhang Sheng, haven’t I seen the young lady? Have you never seen a beautiful woman? Have you never had any trouble with them? I, Zhang Sheng, have countless royal ladies. I collected dozens of peach blossoms and fragrant flowers with me on the way to the exam. I, Zhang Sheng, what kind of little lady have I not seen? Never kissed? Never touched it? Nothing happened? However, when I saw Yingying, they were all dung. Only Yingying was the white cloud in the sky and the fairy on earth.

Zhang Sheng suddenly broke free from left and right, and ran forward, leaving only the two women behind him yelling angrily: "Who are you! Don't you even look down on the slave family?"

"Hey, Manchundang is the best brothel, and I am the best girl at Manchundang! I can't even look down on you? Are you a man?"

"Bah, how come your Manchundang is the best? The best is obviously Huancui Tower!"

"Hmph, then why do people still look down on you?"

"Hehe, maybe he is a poor man and has no money? Sister, do you think so?"

"Yeah, that's right. Look at this poor man who looks completely lost! Haha!"

"Hey, this husband looks so familiar. Come and play. Oh, let's go to the opposite side? That's my sister opposite. Go, go, it's the same, it's the same!"

Zhang Sheng ran all the way and rushed into the Zhuangyuan Building. When the doctor saw Zhang Sheng, he was startled and said, "Zhuangyuan Master, where did you come back from? Are you in such a hurry?"

Zhang Sheng took a few breaths and was about to speak when a man walked out of the store, also dressed as a scholar. The doctor quickly smiled and said: "Oh, Zhuangyuanlang, are you going out? There are many interesting places in the city, Huancui Tower Hey, Manchundang, the little lady there is so cool! Have fun!"

Zhang Sheng waited for the man to come out of the door and frowned: "Why is he also the number one scholar? Why did you tell me that there is nothing to do in the city, and only the Pujiu Temple outside the city is interesting?"

"Haha, of course all the people who come to our Zhuangyuan shop are Zhuangyuanmen!" The doctor said with a smile, "I see that you, the Zhuangyuanlang, are majestic and graceful. I think you are a gentleman and have a predestined relationship with Buddha, so I naturally recommend you to go there. It’s time to save the temple. The number one scholar seems to be a sensual person at first glance, so I naturally recommend him to go to a sensual place.”

At this time, the scholar who had just left the house came back to get something. The doctor hurriedly shut up and laughed: "Master Zhuang Yuan, what do you want? Ask someone and I will deliver it to you! Huancui Tower, It’s Manchuntang, I’m sure it will be delivered!”

Zhang Sheng shook his head and couldn't help but touch his head. He was a gentleman. Was he destined to be a Buddha? Maybe, otherwise how could I meet the fairy Yingying? Even if it wasn't the case before, now that I have Yingying in my heart, I will be in the future! The little lady thinks that she is a Bodhisattva who has come to save me! From now on, I will be a gentleman!

He flicked his sleeves and walked to his guest room. At this time, Qintong had already heard the sound and ran out from the stable. When he saw that it was Zhang Sheng who turned around, he couldn't help but be happy and said: "Mr. Lang, you are back! Have you had dinner?"

Zhang Sheng's heart was full of Yingying, and he didn't think about the hunger in his belly. At this time, Qintong mentioned it, and he felt a little hungry. So he said: "Well, dog, no, Zongdan, your food is still hot, I will just eat some."

Qintong heard his kind tone and thought that he had gained something from going to Pujiu Temple today, but he didn't know what happened to the matchmaker?