The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

The bells of Pujiu Temple echoed in the valley, and the atmosphere was solemn and solemn. Du Que's troops were ready to leave the temple. They won a victory here and handed over a promise. Now it is time to return to Puguan and continue to fulfill their mission.

Du Que is riding on a horse, his heroic image shining brightly in the sun. With a smile on his face, he saluted the monks at Pujiu Temple and waved goodbye to Zhang Sheng.

The monks lined up neatly to see off Du Que and his army. The bell of Pujiu Temple rang leisurely, accompanying their footsteps, as if it was ringing for the victory of the sergeants. This scene, like a solemn picture, is deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.

Du Que looked back at Pujiu Temple, filled with emotion.

At the same time, there was still doubt in his mind. In the temple just now, Mrs. Cui Xiangguo's words made him feel a little uneasy.

Du Que raised his arm and signaled everyone to set off. The army set off and headed towards Puguan. They sang songs of victory, which were a celebration of past victories and an expression of confidence in future challenges.

After seeing off Du Que, Zhang Sheng returned to the Buddhist temple and informed Elder Faben and Mrs. Cui Xiangguo that the army had retreated.

Mrs. Cui Xiangguo said: "Zhang Sheng, I will never forget your great kindness. From now on, sir, don't rest in the temple. Let my servants take care of your horses in the temple. You can come to my house. Rest in the academy. I have packed it up and can move here at any time. I will prepare some tea and wine tomorrow, and the matchmaker will come to invite you. You must come, we have some things to discuss. "

After saying that, the matchmaker supported the lady and went back to the west wing.

After stepping out of the Buddhist hall, the matchmaker turned around and looked at the piano boy. She nodded affectionately, smiled shyly, turned her head and went to the west wing.

Qintong was also reluctant to leave, staring at the direction in which the matchmaker was going.

Zhang Sheng couldn't help but think: "These matters are all arranged by Elder Farben."

So he asked Fabendao: "Elder, how is my marriage going?"

Elder Farben put his hands together and said: "Yingying's marriage has been confirmed, and she will become the wife of a certain gentleman. It's just because the war triggered the love of love in her heart."

Zhang Sheng laughed and said, "Then Xiaosheng went to pack my luggage and then went to the garden!" After that, he left with the piano boy.

The next day, Mrs. Cui Xiangguo frowned and called the matchmaker to her side. Her voice was low and full of worry: "We have arranged a little drink today, and I would like to invite Mr. Zhang to express my gratitude. You must quickly go to the academy to invite Mr. Zhang and tell him not to have any excuses. He should be very happy. happy."

At the same time, Zhang Sheng's heart was full of expectations and uneasiness. Last night at the Buddhist temple, Mrs. Cui Xiangguo had personally told him to wait for the matchmaker to come and invite him.

So Zhang Sheng dressed up carefully and looked brand new, looking forward to seeing his wife again.

He called Qintong early in the morning: "You dog, oh, no, Zongdan, go quickly and bring me two buckets of hot water so that I can take a good wash."

He used soap locust twice to wipe himself and changed two buckets of water to wash his body. He also sent the piano boy to polish his black gauze hat until it was as bright as new.

Zhang Sheng felt that this opportunity to meet was very important. He wanted to leave a deep impression on his wife, because he knew that this might have a significant impact on his future that cannot be ignored.

However, as time passed, the matchmaker never came to invite him. Zhang Sheng began to feel uneasy. He kept pacing in the yard, looking in the direction of the academy from time to time, looking forward to the matchmaker's arrival. But as time passed by, his mood gradually became anxious. He began to wonder if there had been an accident or if he had done something wrong that caused the matchmaker to never show up.

This long wait made Zhang Sheng's mood become increasingly heavy. He began to reflect on his behavior and worried that he had done something wrong that caused the matchmaker's delay in arriving. At the same time, he also began to worry that his wife would be unhappy because of his waiting. This helpless feeling of being unable to control the situation made him feel anxious. He didn't know what to do, so he could only keep pacing in the room and shaking his fan.

Seeing that Zhang Sheng was restless, Qintong didn't disturb him and quietly went to the yard to wait, thinking that he would see the matchmaker later, and he was looking forward to it.

The matchmaker was coming here at this time, and she knew in her heart that if it hadn't been for Zhang Sheng's clever plan, their family's lives might have been lost long ago. At that time, half a million thieves were like a strong wind, almost swallowing them up, but Zhang Sheng's intelligence allowed them to escape death. His wisdom and courage are admired by everyone. Who would have thought that a letter would change everything and become a matchmaker.

The matchmaker walked along the quiet corridor and came to the door of the academy. Although it was very late at this time, the banquet in the East Pavilion was still bright and warm. The banquet lights shone on the floor through the windows, and warm quilts and single pillows were neatly placed. The atmosphere there is enough to make one feel at home. The matchmaker knew that the old lady specially arranged this banquet, and she did not want Zhang Sheng to have any reason to refuse.

The matchmaker quickly came to the academy. Although this place is secluded, there are still traces of people walking around, and the moss is covered with white dew. Through the window, the matchmaker coughed lightly and waited for the academy door to be opened.

The piano boy heard the matchmaker coughing outside the door and hurriedly walked towards the door. He has long been looking forward to the matchmaker.

After a while, the door quietly opened, and the matchmaker saw the piano boy in front of her, the brother she had longed for.

Qin Tong saw a hint of surprise in his eyes when he saw the matchmaker. He couldn't help but excitedly opened the door, his face beaming with joy.

The moment the door opened, the matchmaker saw the piano boy in front of her, and a happy smile suddenly appeared on her face. She couldn't wait to step forward, took Qintong's hand, and asked gently: "Brother, it's been a long time. Are you okay? I'm here, and I can finally see you alone. It's really great. .I have been worried about you. How is your gunshot wound? Is it getting better?"

Qintong's eyes shone with gratitude. He gently patted the matchmaker's hand and comforted her: "Sister, you don't have to worry about me. You are the most important thing."

The matchmaker smiled slightly, caressed Qintong's wound through her clothes, and replied: "Fortunately, the wound has begun to heal, thanks to your strong body. However, it will take some time to fully recover."

Qintong nodded, with a look of relief on his face. In his opinion, the matchmaker is like his sister, and he hopes to protect her no matter what happens.

The matchmaker continued to ask: "Brother, how are you doing during this time? Have you encountered any difficulties?"

Qintong smiled bitterly and said: "Matchmaker, don't worry, everything is fine with me. Although there are some difficulties, they have been solved. Your safety is what I am most worried about, and nothing else is important."

At this time, I heard a loud shout in the house: "You bitch slave! Where have you been?"