The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

The matchmaker was a little attracted by his confidence and looked at him unconsciously, trying to see clearly. At this moment, she felt as if she was enveloped by Zhang Sheng's aura, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of inferiority.

Suddenly, Zhang Sheng turned around, leaned close to the matchmaker, and held her waist with one hand. His movements were quick and powerful, and the matchmaker subconsciously took a step back, but it was too late to escape.

Zhang Sheng's lips were close to the matchmaker's ear and he whispered softly: "Little lady, do you know? I have been waiting for this opportunity, waiting for the moment when the two of us can be alone."

The matchmaker's heartbeat accelerated, and she felt a strong attraction that made it difficult for her to extricate herself. Her breathing became rapid, her cheeks were slightly red, and she looked up at Zhang Sheng, her eyes full of contradictions and entanglements.

But outside the door, Qintong felt a sense of dissatisfaction in his heart. He was well aware of Zhang Sheng's playboy nature and couldn't help but worry about the matchmaker. He decides to wait for a while and if the situation becomes more dangerous, he will not hesitate to take action to protect the safety of the matchmaker.

The matchmaker calmed down, stretched out her hand to stop Zhang Sheng, and said with a slight smile: "Come here, let me have a look. You are a scribe, you don't have a good demeanor, and your complexion is a bit pale."

Zhang Sheng's eyes were a little disappointed. He thought the matchmaker would be impressed by his narcissism, but he didn't expect her evaluation to be so direct.

The matchmaker looked at Zhang Sheng with a hint of teasing in her eyes and the corners of her mouth raised slightly. She gently brushed Zhang Sheng's forehead with her fingers and said: "It took a lot of effort to wipe the forehead to make it sparkle, and fought off the flies one by one. The face was so shiny that it made my eyes hurt. , it’s really unbearable.”

Zhang Sheng felt embarrassed. He was not used to others commenting on his appearance so bluntly. But I felt that although this matchmaker's words were direct, she still had a sense of closeness that made people feel comfortable.

He couldn't help but smile and tried to change the subject: "What's the banquet Madam invited me to have?"

The matchmaker's eyes became gentle and she said with a smile: "The tea and rice are ready. I soaked some Chencang rice and made seven or eight bowls of soft and glutinous fresh dishes. Enjoy it."

Zhang Sheng's eyes fell on the matchmaker's face, faintly revealing a feeling of infatuation.

He sighed softly and said: "I feel that when I first met Miss Yingying in the temple, I didn't expect that we would get married today. Isn't this destined in the previous life?"

The matchmaker's eyes were gentle and clear, and she responded with a smile: "Marriage is not something we can control, it is determined by God's will. What we have to do in life is to focus and do it [-]%. If one thing is successful, other things will be successful." Things in the world are inherently devoid of emotions. From ancient times to the present, there is a saying: 'The earth produces the tree with the same stem, and the water produces the lotus with the head.' They all have the characteristics of merging."

She shook her head slightly and continued: "Don't say it's a matter of age. After all, when you are young, it is easy to fall into lovesickness. You are born smart and neatly dressed, but you are alone every night. The talented man is passionate, and the beautiful woman has a bad fate, and she can't get rid of this. Loneliness. No matter how you say it, it is related to human destiny."

Zhang Sheng fell into deep thought silently. The matchmaker's words touched a certain resonance deep in his heart, and he began to reflect on his life and pursuits. Perhaps what he has been pursuing is not true happiness, but an illusory desire.

The matchmaker continued: "We must understand that things in the world are unpredictable, and marriage sometimes exceeds our imagination. But no matter what, we should focus on the present, go all out, and live up to the people and things in front of us."

Her voice gradually softened, and her eyes seemed to penetrate people's hearts. She continued: "Everyone's destiny is different, but we all have a responsibility to pursue true happiness and not be fooled by the temptation and glitz of the outside world."

Zhang Sheng's brows wrinkled slightly, and his doubts didn't seem to completely dissipate. He asked the matchmaker: "Does your sister really have this intention? Does she also think that we are destined to be together?"

The matchmaker's smile remained the same, and her eyes revealed a mysterious light. She nodded lightly and responded: "Who doesn't have a sincere heart, who doesn't have a sincere emotion, you will verify each other tonight. I advise you to celebrate tonight, be considerate of Yingying, and also take care of her. Emotion. Gentle and considerate, let two hearts blend with each other under the lamp."

Her words were filled with wisdom and care, as if she understood the mysteries of love. She continued: "It's so easy to misunderstand if you don't look carefully, it's incredibly beautiful."

Zhang Sheng fell into deep thought. He gradually understood the matchmaker's intention. She hoped that they would get closer on this night and understand each other's hearts better. Perhaps this night will be a turning point in their relationship.

At this moment, he decided to treat Yingying more carefully, to understand her emotions, and to cherish this special fate. He felt a tender emotion well up in his heart, and he looked forward to this night.

Zhang Sheng smiled and said to the matchmaker: "My dear lady, please go ahead. I will clean up the study and then come back. I wonder what beautiful scenery you have over there?"

The matchmaker responded with a smile: "We have red leaves all over the ground and bright red rouge. Please don't let this wonderful time go by. Madam sent me here, don't refuse."

The wind outside the window blew the gauze curtains, and the slightly swaying willow trees cast mottled shadows.

The scenery outside the window is a picturesque picture. The red leaves flutter in the breeze, like a passionate autumn dance. The rouge petals shone faintly in the sunlight, like precious gems.

The matchmaker's voice was like a gentle spring breeze, gently brushing against Zhang Sheng's ears: "Please don't let this wonderful time go by."

Zhang Sheng smiled and nodded, raising his head, his eyes full of gratitude. He knew that all this was the lady's intention and her best wishes for their future life.

The matchmaker continued: "We have prepared a beautiful double bed. The moonlight shines through the golden tent, and the spring breeze gently blows the nephrite screen. There is also wonderful music, a mandarin duck dance, the sound of flute and bangu. We have a gorgeous harp and harp. and the wonderful shengxiao.”

After hearing this, Zhang Sheng felt a surge of warmth and happiness in his heart. He knew it was all for him and his matchmaker to have a romantic and unforgettable night. He felt how lucky he was to be able to spend the rest of his life with such a gentle and beautiful woman.

Zhang Sheng looked at the matchmaker and said: "Good matchmaker, when I marry your sister Yingying, I will naturally take you to marry me as my concubine, and then you can get rid of your slavery. I wonder what you want?"

The matchmaker was overjoyed. Although she had thought about it for a long time, she couldn't open her mouth to ask Yingying. She never thought that Zhang Sheng would be so considerate and take the initiative to talk about it.

Thinking that if she became the concubine of the handsome young master in front of her, there would inevitably be trouble. The matchmaker couldn't help but feel shy, lowered her head and remained silent.

Zhang Sheng smiled and said: "Good matchmaker, why are you unwilling? Hey, that's okay. Your sister Yingying and I will find a good slave to help you get married, but you are a slave. I can’t take it off anymore. Well, my piano boy is pretty good, so why don’t I make it happen for both of you!”

The matchmaker was startled and thought to herself: "Slavery is a big deal, how can we ignore the importance of our children's love? Could it be that my brother-in-law and I have a mutual affection for each other? We have to avoid suspicion, otherwise, really If you betroth me to a piano boy, I will be a slave for the rest of my life!"

Then he raised his head and said, "What did the husband say? The matchmaker was just overjoyed when she heard such a happy event, and she didn't dare to go against my brother-in-law's good intentions!"

Zhang Sheng laughed loudly and hugged the matchmaker into his arms.

Qintong was anxious outside the study. He was pacing back and forth, his impatience clearly visible. His brows were furrowed, looking worried. From time to time he stopped and put his ear to the study door, trying to hear the sounds inside.