The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

Before she finished speaking, she was already bursting into tears. She once thought she was strong and determined, but at this moment she finally could no longer suppress her inner emotions, and all the fear and anxiety came out at this moment.

The matchmaker held her hand tightly and said warmly: "Miss, don't be afraid. Although the situation is very dangerous now, we will find ways to protect your safety. You must be strong and don't give up easily."

Cui Yingying looked up at the matchmaker, bit her lips, and tried to stabilize her emotions. She knew that the matchmaker was telling the truth and now was not the time to retreat. She had to be strong and find a solution.

Outside the Dharma Hall, Mrs. Cui Xiangguo looked at her daughter's expression, and her heart was full of worry and uneasiness. She knew that Yingying was a smart girl, but the current situation was too dangerous to deal with.

Mrs. Cui Xiangguo approached her daughter and gently stroked her hair. Her voice was full of mother's tenderness: "Yingying, don't be afraid, mother will protect you. We will find a way together and we will be able to overcome this difficulty."

When the matchmaker saw Yingying panicking, she felt uneasy herself and looked outside the hall, hoping to see the piano boy's brother to give her some support.

As he looked, he met Qin Tong's concerned gaze. It turned out that Qin Tong was standing behind Zhang Sheng and had been paying attention to the matchmaker.

The two looked at each other, both feeling excited. Qintong saw the matchmaker's eyes full of panic, and saw the Cui family in chaos. Unable to bear it, he winked at the matchmaker and shook his head to one side.

The matchmaker immediately understood and felt happy, thinking: "I guess brother Zongdan must have a way to deal with it!" So, she let go of Yingying's hand, and while the Cui family was at a loss, she slipped out of the back door of the hall.

Outside the Dharma Hall, the crowd's chatter and anxiety became more intense, but in the chaos, the matchmaker slipped to the back of the crowd, and the piano boy also squeezed out. The two looked at each other and understood.

The matchmaker signaled Qin Tong with her eyes, and the two of them gently left the crowd and found a hidden corner. There was worry in the matchmaker's eyes, but Qintong tried his best to show a calm smile, as if he wanted to convey some comforting message.

They stood in the corner, the noise of the crowd seemed to be isolated from another world. The matchmaker pursed her lips and asked softly: "Brother, can we really resolve this situation? My dear...then I will..."

Qintong looked at the matchmaker, smiled and held her hand, trying to convey a sense of firmness and comfort through practical actions. He said softly: "Sister, don't be afraid, I believe we have a way. Miss Cui Yingying will not be captured without mercy, and you will not follow her to the bandits' den."

After hearing Qintong's words, the matchmaker felt a little more at ease. She held Qintong's hand tightly and nodded slightly, trying to suppress her uneasiness. She knew that she couldn't let herself lose her cool at this moment and had to find a solution with Qintong.

Qintong continued: "I just heard some news. It is said that Sun Feihu came here for Miss Cui Yingying, but this place is very close to Puguan. He is an acquaintance of my husband Zhang Sheng for eight times. Du Que, the general of the expedition to the west, commanded one hundred thousand people. The army is guarding it. As long as Zhang Sheng comes forward, Marshal Du can be invited to send troops to relieve the siege."

The matchmaker was stunned for a moment, and a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes. She stared at Qintong closely and asked softly: "Brother, are you telling the truth?"

Qintong smiled slightly and said with firm eyes: "Yes, besides, look at Zhang Sheng, he is not in a hurry at all. It is completely different from him usually. I guess he must have the same idea."

When the matchmaker heard this, her heart moved, but then she said worriedly: "Then why doesn't your master come forward?"

Qintong patted the matchmaker's hand gently and said with a smile: "Sister, don't worry, Zhang Sheng is so scheming and must be looking for the right opportunity. Then we will give him such an opportunity, and he will naturally jump out. Yes, don’t worry!”

The matchmaker looked at Qintong's determined eyes, and the uneasiness in her heart gradually dissipated, replaced by a sense of trust and dependence. She knew that Qintong was a smart and brave young man and believed that he could cope with this dangerous plan.

She held Qintong's hand tightly and smiled: "Brother, since you have confidence, I will fully support you."

Qin Tong nodded with a smile and said with a smile: "Okay, sister, then hurry back to Miss Yingying and let her..." He told the matchmaker all the plans he had in mind.

When the matchmaker returned to the Dharma Hall, she saw that the monks and laypeople were discussing and making random suggestions. The discussion among the monks and laypeople gradually increased, forming a mixed murmur. Faced with Sun Feihu's threat, everyone felt anxious and helpless, and put forward various ideas one after another, trying to find a solution at this critical moment.

One of the laymen said loudly: "Everyone, the current situation is critical. Maybe we might as well dedicate our little lady to Sun Feihu in exchange for the safety of Pujiu Temple. After all, one person's life may be more important than the safety of the entire temple and everyone. Worth the sacrifice.”

Everyone in the Cui family looked at him angrily after hearing this, but many people agreed and couldn't get angry for a while.

Another monk stroked his beard and frowned and said: "Although this is ugly, it also makes sense. Sun Feihu is so powerful, can we withstand his attack? Maybe handing the young lady to him can protect everyone's safety. Safety."

A layman next to him also echoed: "Yes, Sun Feihu is very powerful now. If we can't resist him, we will cause even greater disasters. It's better to sacrifice the little lady, maybe we can buy peace."

Mrs. Cui Xiangguo was so angry that she pulled Fa Ben's cassock and was speechless for a moment.

Several people on the other side came up with different ideas. Someone said: "If you, the Cui family, raise some money, you might be able to send Sun Feihu away from Pujiu Temple. After all, Sun Feihu is here for your little lady, and we can't let them." Go back empty-handed.”

Others boldly suggested: "It is better to dedicate the Cui family's young lady's slave to Sun Feihu and let her be the wife of Yazhai. Maybe it can calm his anger."

The matchmaker was returning to Cui Yingying at this time. When she heard this, she became angry and said fiercely: "You bastard, what nonsense are you talking about! Why don't you dedicate your wife and daughter to Sun Feihu? You can be a cheap father-in-law." !”

Everyone laughed when they heard this. The man blushed and knew he was wrong, so he didn't dare to say anything more.

Finally, some people said with a sense of luck: "Since Sun Feihu hasn't taken action yet, why don't we sneak away at night to avoid their attacks."

The matchmaker listened to these discussions quietly, her heart filled with helplessness and anxiety. She knew that although these thoughts were all out of consideration for everyone's safety, they were extremely unfavorable choices for herself and Yingying.

So he quickly put his ear to the side of Yingying's head and whispered something to Yingying.

When Yingying saw that the matchmaker had disappeared, she reached out to pinch her as soon as she appeared. However, after hearing what the matchmaker said, she gradually retracted her outstretched hand and nodded frequently. When the matchmaker finished speaking, Yingying stared at the matchmaker, then turned to look outside the Dharma hall.

Outside the Dharma Hall, the piano boy had already squeezed back behind Zhang Sheng. Seeing Yingying and Matchmaker looking at him, he reminded Zhang Sheng: "Mr. Lang, your female Bodhisattva is asking you for help again!"

Zhang Sheng's eyes never left Yingying for a moment, with a smile on his face. He just wanted to look at it for a while longer. He didn't care after what the piano boy said, and said: "Well, okay, okay, if you want me to save you, I will Of course we will save you." He smiled and nodded at Yingying.

Cui Yingying bit her lip gently, a trace of determination flashing in her eyes. Her face didn't show too much fear, but showed strength. She raised her head, smiled slightly, and replied: "Mother, my daughter understands what to do."