The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

The matchmaker's figure gradually disappeared in the night. Zhang Sheng looked at her retreating back with a sense of sadness in his heart until he could no longer see her. He let out a long sigh before turning around.

The piano boy in the distance has been watching the matchmaker intently, as if unwilling to let her disappear in the dark night. However, when he saw Zhang Sheng freeze and then slowly turn around, he immediately understood the change in the situation.

Qin Tong hurriedly hid in the dark, rushed to the study, slipped into the room, quickly tidied the desk and the floor, plastered and mopped the floor, in preparation for Zhang Sheng's return.

Zhang Sheng stepped into the study, his eyes looked tired and bored. Seeing Qin Tong's busy figure, he became a little impatient and couldn't help but get angry at Qin Tong.

"You damn dog slave!" Zhang Sheng cursed, his voice full of dissatisfaction and anger.

Although Qin Tong was startled by his master's scolding, he was experienced and knew that Zhang Sheng was venting his anger. So he responded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, I know I was wrong."

Zhang Sheng also knew that he was feeling a little disappointed. He took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and then drove Qintong out of the study.

"Get out and wait outside." Zhang Sheng's voice was a little tired, but it also revealed determination.

Qin Tong silently exited the study, leaving Zhang Sheng alone, exhausted and uneasy. He knew that his relationship with Cui Yingying was full of twists and turns, but this night was an important turning point.

In the quiet study room, Zhang Sheng sat at the table and stared at a book on the desk for a long time. However, his thoughts had already drifted far away, to the garden. He knew that his choice would determine the fate of himself and Cui Yingying.

Finally, when it was getting late, Zhang Sheng opened the study door in the darkness and called out, "Dog slave!"

Qintong was waiting outside the door and quickly appeared and said, "Mr. Lang, what are your orders?"

"You go put the piano on your back and we go to the garden!" Zhang Sheng said coldly.

The piano boy asked deliberately: "Why are you going to the garden so late? Do you still need to bring the piano? Lang Jun, if you want to play the piano, just play it in the study. This piano is not light. You can carry it back and forth, just in case... ....”

"You bitch slave, if you make any more noise, I'll beat you to death!" Zhang Sheng slapped the fan on his head and drove the piano boy into the study.

The piano boy put his head in his hands, quickly packed up the piano, put it into the piano bag, carried it behind his back, and followed the scholar out of the study to the garden.

This time, unlike before, there was no need to be sneaky. The two of them came to the garden openly and set up the Yao Qin.

Zhang Sheng thought to himself: "What the matchmaker said is very interesting. It's getting late, Moon, can you come out early!"

Seeing that the piano boy didn't move, he couldn't help but stepped forward and opened the folding fan again, saying: "You dog slave, why don't you burn the incense quickly!"

The piano boy was in pain, but he didn't dare to cry out about the pain, so he held back and lit the incense.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Sheng was anxious and thought, "Oh, the drum has been beaten for a long time."

After a while, I heard the clock ringing again. Zhang Sheng paced back and forth in front of the Yaoqin, feeling a little anxious: "Oh, the chime clock has already rung."

So he sat down and tidied up the Yao Qin, and muttered: "Qin, you and I have been together in Huhai for several years. The great merits tonight are all due to your divine product, golden emblem, jade, snake belly, and broken On top of Wen, Yiyang, Jiaowei, and Bingxian. Oh my God! But how can I borrow a gust of favorable wind to blow the sound of the piano I play into my young lady’s jade-carved, powder-kneaded ears that understand music? !”

Qintong stood beside Zhang Sheng, quietly listening to Zhang Sheng's nonsense. He knew that at such moments, Zhang Sheng would often have mood swings and say some puzzling words. But he didn't mind because he knew Zhang Sheng.

However, things seem to be a little different this time. Qintong's heart also began to become chaotic. He never expected that this plan to tease Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying would eventually involve the matchmaker. Qintong originally just wanted to tease them and maybe promote their relationship, but he didn't expect it would become so complicated.

Qintong sighed, feeling a little helpless. He knew that this might be an opportunity to get the matchmaker out of slavery and out of the shadows.

Therefore, Qintong made up his mind that for the sake of the matchmaker's sister's freedom, he was willing to help Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying. He knows that this road will not be easy, full of challenges and uncertainties, but he is willing to take it. Because in his heart, the freedom of the matchmaker is the value of all efforts.

At this moment, I heard someone talking at the corner gate of the garden. It was the matchmaker. I heard the matchmaker say: "Miss, let's burn incense. What a bright moon!"

It turned out that Cui Yingying led the matchmaker into the garden.

Cui Yingying sighed softly and said with some resentment: "The matter can't be done anymore, what's the use of burning incense! Moon, you are round and bright, but how can we cope with it?"

With nowhere to vent her resentment, she couldn't help but reach out and pinch the matchmaker's arm. The pain made the matchmaker grin, but she could only hold it back.

Qintong and Zhang Sheng had already heard it, but remained silent. Zhang Sheng thought to himself: "Why bother? From now on, one of you will be my wife and the other my concubine. After marriage, I have to ask Miss Yingying to stop pinching the matchmaker. Otherwise, when I see The little matchmaker's body is covered in bruises and bruises, but it makes the scenery look bad."

Qin Tong was furious and thought in his heart: "If you hadn't bullied my matchmaker sister in this west wing, I would have shown you the color." But here, there was nothing he could do, so he had to put his fists in the dark night. He clenched it tightly and put it behind his back.

Cui Yingying vented her anger and stared at the bright moonlight quietly, her heart filled with sadness of farewell, and said to herself: "A bright moon hangs in the night sky, casting a clear glow. The cold wind blows, and the leaves rustle. Noise. Alas, there are so many sorrows and sorrows about parting, and so many sorrows about idleness." Her voice was like a breeze, echoing quietly in the night.

Cui Yingying continued: "Madam, no one has never started, but few can reach the end." Her words revealed thoughtfulness, as if she was reminding herself of the memories that had long been engraved in her heart.

"He became the lover in the shadow, and I became the pet in the portrait." Cui Yingying's tone was slightly bitter, as if she was exploring the secret buried deep in her heart.

"I can only miss her in my heart, keep mentioning it in my mouth, and can only hope to meet in my dreams." Cui Yingying's voice gradually softened, and her eyes gradually became hazy. She prayed in her heart that her former lover would be happy and healthy no matter where he was.

Cui Yingying continued: "My mother opened the East Pavilion yesterday. What kind of delicacies did I think there would be? But it turned out to be 'green sleeves holding jade bells attentively', but forgot 'the master's affection'? Just because they are brother and sister. , so fish and water are incompatible." Her words were full of emotions about the twists and turns of fate.

Seeing that Cui Yingying was in a bad mood, the matchmaker relieved her of pinching herself. She looked up at the sky and asked, "Sister, you see the moon has reached the horizon. Will there be wind tomorrow?" Her tone revealed that The anticipation for tomorrow is like looking forward to a fresh wind.

Cui Yingying sighed softly, with a hint of melancholy in her eyes. "Although there are things like romance and moon in the sky, there are no beautiful things in the world at all. The world is watching the waves, and the jade face is locked in the embroidered curtain, for fear that someone will provoke it." Her voice was full of emotion about the troubles of the world, and she seemed to be concerned about the world. Tired of the strife.

"Thinking about Chang'e, who can we share if there is no life in the west? I blame God, Pei Hang doesn't dream of traveling to immortals." Cui Yingying continued, her words revealed her obsession with ancient myths, and her longing for those beautiful legends handed down from generation to generation.

The matchmaker smiled slightly, she understood Cui Yingying's emotions.

"These clouds are as heavy as my curtains. They are just afraid that Chang'e's heart will be moved, so they surround Guanghan Palace." Cui Yingying said again, with a hint of resentment in her words.

The matchmaker looked from a distance and saw Zhang Sheng and Qin Tong in a dark corner of the garden. In front of Zhang Sheng, there was the Yao Qin that Qin Tong was carrying.

The matchmaker felt happy and coughed lightly.

When Qintong heard this, he felt a pain in his heart and thought: "Hey, I still kept my promise with Zhang Junrui. I don't blame her, and I don't blame my sister."

Zhang Sheng thought: "Well, the matchmaker really didn't lie to me, she's here."

So he plucked the Yao Qin and made a crisp sound.

Cui Yingying was startled over there and said, "What is this noise?"