The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

Chapter 27 Poor people’s clever words

Farben turned around and frowned, clasped his hands and said, "Sir, why are you doing this? Is there anything you can talk about?"

Zhang Sheng cried: "Master, when I think of my parents, I feel very sad. I miss my parents, who worked so hard to give birth to me and raise me. I want to repay my parents for their kindness in raising me." Ancient poem: Yun: "I'm sorry for my parents, they worked so hard to give birth to me, and I want to repay my deep kindness, but Haotian is so indifferent." I think that the young lady is a woman, and she still has the heart to repay her parents; but I have been wandering in the lake and sea these years, and since my parents passed away, I haven’t even burned a piece of paper to my parents, I’m so ashamed!”

After saying that, he covered his face with the open folding fan and cried a few times, but his eyes secretly peeked out between the fan bones to see the expressions of the old monk Farben and the matchmaker.

When Faben saw Zhang Sheng crying quite sincerely, he felt sympathy. This young man's population just now is unobstructed. I think he is just young and energetic. In the future, he will naturally restrain himself when he becomes an official. Furthermore, since he was an official and came from a noble family, it was not easy to offend him. Maybe in the future, our temple would be able to rely on their Zhang family, so he nodded and looked at Zhang Sheng with a kind face.

The matchmaker had no idea what Zhang Sheng was planning. Her heart was focused on the piano boy. She stared at the piano boy standing behind Zhang Sheng. She was just surprised and didn't care what the scholar was doing.

But when he turned his eyes, Zhang Sheng thought that the matchmaker was looking at him. He saw the matchmaker's pretty face full of joy, and he was even more complacent. He thought to himself: "Humph, I said there is no young lady who will not be attracted by it." Isn’t my appearance and temperament attractive?!”

Qin Tong stood behind Zhang Sheng. Although his body was hunched and his face was distorted, his wise eyes were always looking at the matchmaker with a smile. The matchmaker felt ashamed and happy. She lowered her head shyly, but couldn't help but raise her head. Look for Adi.

Zhang Sheng stopped crying, put away the folding fan, pretended to wipe his tears, bowed deeply to the Dharma book, and said: "Master, I have a small request. Master, can you do something easy and lend a helping hand? I will never forget it." .”

"Amitabha!" said the Dharma Book with his hands folded together: "Sir, if you have any requests, please come and tell me. If I can help you, old monk, I will definitely spare no effort."

Seeing that the old monk Faben had agreed, Zhang Sheng was secretly happy and said, "Master, you are so compassionate! I want to prepare [-] yuan to donate to the temple. It happens that the temple is doing rituals. Can you help my parents by the way?" My parents prepared a meal to express my remembrance of my parents. I don’t know if this is convenient. I just hope that Mrs. Cui Xiangguo knows about it and doesn’t blame me. After all, I want to fulfill my filial piety."

After Zhang Sheng finished speaking, he looked at the Dharma book and then at the matchmaker.

Qintong nodded silently behind Zhang Sheng, thinking to himself, this scholar is really good at acting. He actually cries whenever he wants to, and bursts into tears when he cries. This can be regarded as a natural ability. It seems that there is no way to refuse such sincere love, but I don’t know the matchmaker’s side, so don’t use the excuse of waiting to report to Mrs. Cui Xiangguo to hold back. So he looked at the matchmaker, nodded slightly, and nuzzled Zhang Sheng, hoping that the matchmaker would understand.

The matchmaker was always watching the piano boy, trying her best to distinguish how this unattractive, even ugly and stupid slave in front of her could be the handsome brother she longed for in her heart. But no matter what, I just saw Adi transform like this in an instant. Thinking about it, Adi has his own reasons. At this time, he saw his brother winking at him, licking his lips and smacking his tongue, somewhat confused. There was a look of confusion on his face.

Dharma Ben couldn't answer for a moment. Mrs. Cui Xiangguo paid for this ritual, so it wasn't very good to rush into fasting. So he turned to look at the matchmaker, thinking whether he should let the matchmaker go and report it first.

When I saw the look on the matchmaker's face, I thought to myself, although this young matchmaker is smart, if she goes back to report to his wife and adds jealousy, the five thousand dollars will be lost. If we find another hall to set up a new hall for Zhang Sheng, the five thousand money will not be enough. Besides, Zhang Sheng thought he had a plan, so he couldn't let him lose his plan.

So he simply said to Zhang Sheng: "Sir, your filial piety is very touching. I think Mrs. Cui Xiangguo will also feel the same. Not only will she not blame you, but she will even praise you."

He turned around and said to Fa Cong, "Fa Cong, prepare an extra meal for this gentleman!"

Zhang Sheng thanked the Dharma book repeatedly: "Thank you, master! Thank you, elder!"

Farben nodded slightly and said, "Hey, I owe you to Fa Cong for conducting this ritual. You'd better thank Fa Cong!"

Qintong was on the side, and he felt a little proud when he saw that the scholar followed his plan and executed it perfectly. It's just that in this temple, everyone has their own thoughts, which makes it a bit mysterious. Maybe, in this temple, only the matchmaker is pure and innocent. He couldn't help but stare at the matchmaker again.

When the matchmaker saw Qin Tong's eyes turned to Zhang Sheng and Fa Ben, she naturally went to listen to what Fa Ben had to say, but her heart was still on Qin Tong. She only vaguely heard that the scholar also had to prepare for fasting, but she didn't think too much about it. , in this temple everyone can offer incense and pray, and Cui Xiangguo can perform rituals, so others can do it too, so what does it matter? Then he turned to look at the piano boy again, and saw that the piano boy was also looking at him. He couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, and he lowered his head and smiled.

Zhang Sheng thanked Fa Cong endlessly, and then stepped forward to thank Facong: "Senior Brother Facong, you have worked hard in preparing the meal. I want to thank you very much on behalf of Miss Yingying!"

Fa Cong smiled and said, "Hey, shouldn't you thank me for yourself?"

"Yes, yes, of course it should be. However, if there is no Miss Yingying's family to prepare for this ritual, how can I have the opportunity to prepare one. So I have to thank Miss Yingying." Zhang Sheng rambled and stood. He walked to Fa Cong's side, turned his back to Fa Cong, and asked quietly: "Senior brother, I wonder if Miss Yingying will come tomorrow?"

Fa Cong smiled slightly and whispered meaningfully: "Why doesn't Miss Yingying come over about my parents' matters? Of course she will come!"

"Oh, oh, that's good, that's good!" Zhang Sheng said hurriedly, with excitement on his face. He couldn't help but make a "pop" sound, opened the folding fan, and started fanning slowly.

Seeing the longing look on Zhang Sheng's face, Fa Cong added, "For these three days of rituals, even if Miss Yingying doesn't come tomorrow, are we still afraid that she won't come every day?"

The scholar put away the folding fan and nodded: "Yes, yes! Thank you for the tip, brother!" He bowed and thanked him repeatedly. But I thought in my heart: "Well, these five thousand dollars are well spent!"

He turned back to look at the piano boy. When he saw the piano boy, he stood with his head bowed. He walked over, patted the piano boy on the shoulder with his fan bone, and said softly: "Dog, oh, no, Zong Dan! You and I are called master and servant." , Brother Minano, your idea is not a brilliant idea, I have thought of it a long time ago. However, I am still very happy that you can tell me!"

Then he whispered, "Mr. Sir, I'm going to see Miss Yingying soon! Hahaha! That will be heaven! Oh, when I think of Miss Yingying's soft and fragrant body, let alone clinging to each other, it's... If you bump into it, it can eliminate disasters and bring blessings. Hahahaha!"

Qintong secretly curled his lips in disgust, raised his eyes and saw the matchmaker looking at him, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly, making a helpless expression.

The matchmaker saw the scholar whispering to the piano boy, and the piano boy looked helpless, and felt the same way, thinking it was the scholar who didn't say anything nice.

At this moment, I heard the Dharma Ben say: "Okay, the ritual has been arranged. Everyone, please go to my abbot, the old monk, to have a cup of tea!"

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