The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

Qintong heard what the matchmaker said outside the window, and he admired her deeply, thinking: "My sister is very smart, and everything she said makes sense."

Then he continued to look into the torn window paper, and saw Zhang Sheng looking at the matchmaker, his eyes full of longing. He said softly: "Listen to my sister. It's pitiful that I am alone."

The matchmaker nodded. She understood Zhang Sheng's feelings and how firm his love was. She agreed, without any hesitation, and said straightforwardly: "This is not settled anymore. You write it down and I will get it for you."

There was a trace of joy on Zhang Sheng's face. He took the pen and paper and began to write the letter. His handwriting is graceful and his strokes are affectionate. There is truth between the lines in his words. The matchmaker stood aside quietly, waiting for him to finish.

"Hey, when it comes to putting pen to paper, this is Zhang Junrui's forte, so it won't be a problem for him." Qintong thought outside the window.

When Zhang Sheng finished writing the letter, the matchmaker took it and said softly: "It's well written. Read it to me."

Zhang Sheng nodded, cleared his throat, and began to read the text in the letter:

"Gongbai pays homage to Fang Qingzhuangci: Since the separation, there has been no news at all, which is extremely sad. Unexpectedly, my wife's kindness turned into resentment, and she changed the previous engagement. How can I not break her promise? It makes me look at the east wall and wish I could spread my wings. By your side. I am lovesick and dying. Because the matchmaker is here, just write a few words to express a little bit of my feelings. In case you have the intention of pitying me in the future, write down the reply and maybe save your life. I wrote a letter in a hurry, begging for your forgiveness!"

Zhang Sheng's voice was full of affection and pleading, and every word was as real as the flesh and blood in his heart. The matchmaker was fascinated. She knew that this letter contained too much emotion.

Qin Tong nodded secretly outside the window and thought: "Don't mention it, Zhang Junrui hired a teacher from his childhood, studied classics and history diligently, and what he wrote is quite talented."

Then, Zhang Sheng continued to read the five-character poem in the letter:

"It's hard to let go of lovesickness and hatred, and I'll play Yao Qin and chant. Joy is coming again in spring, and your heart will be moved. This feeling cannot be violated, so why should we have a good reputation? Don't miss the brightness of the moon, and the heavy shadows of pity flowers."

This five-character poem flows like pearls and jade, expressing his deep love for Yingying and his expectations for the future. The matchmaker stared at him, and she understood that this was a letter carrying love and hope, and it was also a true confession from a young man's heart.

"Well, yes, this poem has captured Cui Yingying's heart!" Qin Tong couldn't help but think.

Zhang Sheng finished reading the letter, his eyes full of expectation. He said: "Matchmaker, please give this letter to Miss Yingying. No matter what her decision is, I am willing to accept it."

The matchmaker watched Zhang Sheng quietly, observing his every move and expression. Many emotions welled up in her heart. I thought Zhang Sheng was wiping the flower paper and preparing to write a poem about true feelings, but he did not hesitate to write a few greetings with a stroke of his pen.

Zhang Sheng's writing is like a clear spring, fresh and smooth. His calligraphy is criss-crossed, like ripples in the mountains and rivers, outlining a beautiful picture. The matchmaker knew that he did this deliberately to seduce Yingying, but she still couldn't help but be attracted by his intelligence and grace.

Later, Zhang Sheng wrote a poem of five words and eight sentences, and the matchmaker secretly admired it. This young man is not only talented, but he also treats this relationship so sincerely. His words reveal deep feelings and make people feel the warmth of love.

After reading it to the matchmaker, Zhang Sheng folded the flower note and letter into a concentric square and gave it to the matchmaker.

Zhang Sheng's actions made the matchmaker feel emotional. She understood that this was just a superficial disguise, but she also felt his sincerity. There were ripples in her heart, and she had deep admiration for this scholar's tenacity and courage.

The matchmaker couldn't help but fell into deep thought: "The husband is really too smart, too respectful, too romantic, and too frivolous!" As she thought about it, red clouds flew up on her face.

She thought of a poem: "Write the word "鸳鸯" upside down, and you will have your ambition in mind."

The piano boy was outside the window and saw the matchmaker's face flushed. He knew that the matchmaker had been moved by Zhang Junrui's talent, and felt a pain in his heart.

The matchmaker nodded and said softly: "I will try my best. I hope Miss Yingying can understand your feelings."

Zhang Sheng was filled with gratitude. He understood that the matchmaker had undertaken an important task, and he needed to pay her the trust and let her convey it on his behalf. He handed the letter filled with true feelings into the matchmaker's hands and said softly: "Sister, take it, be sure to keep it in mind!"

The matchmaker took the letter, knowing that it was Zhang Sheng's affectionate confession to Yingying and also his good expectations for the future. She nodded solemnly, indicating that she would fulfill this task seriously. She said: "I will look at her happy and angry expressions and find some meaning from them. Please rest assured, bachelor! I am willing to serve her and there will be no refusal. Don't worry."

This promise made Zhang Sheng relieved. He knew that he could not convey this emotion in person, but the matchmaker's vow reassured him.

The matchmaker saw Zhang Sheng's expression and continued: "I said: 'The person who played the piano last night, please let me tell her and let her know.' I will bring you this brief note. Sir, you must put your fame first. Don't lose your ambition because of this. You must use your fragrant hands to climb and break the cinnamon branches. Don't let those obscene words taint the handwriting of the dragon and snake, the lotus roots tie up Kunpeng's wings, and the yellow eagle takes away the swan. Ambition; don't let the beauty in this embroidered tent delay your fame as the 'Three Bachelors of Golden Horses in Yutang'!'"

Zhang Sheng looked at the matchmaker, his gratitude beyond words. He said again: "Sister, you must take it to heart!" This sentence is full of true feelings, and it is also the trust and expectation for the matchmaker.

The matchmaker smiled slightly. She understood her mission and understood Zhang Sheng's thoughts. She said: "Don't worry, don't worry!" Her eyes showed firmness and determination, and she would do her best to convey this love to Yingying.

And just outside the window, Qintong quietly witnessed this scene. He had already had doubts and worries about the relationship between Matchmaker and Zhang Sheng. He knows that the task the matchmaker is about to perform means a test of love, and he also knows the ups and downs and challenges of this relationship. He felt a sense of sadness, because he himself was deeply involved in this whirlpool of love, and now the matchmaker was also involved in this storm. All of this is destined to make their fate fluctuate, but they are both willing to risk their lives for love.

Just listen to the matchmaker say again: "Shen Yue's illnesses are various, Song Yu's sorrow is unmatched, and she looks less lovesick. When your eyebrows are full of love, you hide it in your heart day and night. How dare you have trouble because of this? "The beautiful jade is here, I must teach Youfaluo to return to this piece of paper. With the words on the tip of my tongue, and the thoughts in this brief post, I will discipline that person to visit you once."

The matchmaker's words deeply touched Zhang Sheng's heartstrings. She mentioned Shen Yue's illness and Song Yu's sorrow, describing their pain with vivid metaphors. This made Zhang Sheng more determined to express his emotions to Yingying. He felt the matchmaker's trust and commitment, and his heart was filled with gratitude.

Zhang Sheng couldn't help but reached out and held the matchmaker's hand to express his gratitude and appreciation. He said: "Good sister, when I marry Yingying, I will naturally take you as my concubine." Then he leaned forward to kiss the matchmaker.

However, the matchmaker was not as decisive as her words. Her cheeks were red and her subtle trembling showed her inner struggle. She tried to move away, but Zhang Sheng's hand firmly wrapped around her and came close to her lips.

The matchmaker's eyes widened, her eyes blurred and worried, as if she was weighing her options. She understood that this kiss might completely change her life, but she also understood that this was Zhang Sheng's deep gratitude and emotional expression to her.

At this delicate moment, Zhang Sheng's lips were close to the matchmaker's, but her heart was hesitant, as if she might make a decision at any time. This moment was full of tension and emotion. Whether it was Zhang Sheng, the matchmaker or the piano boy outside the window, they all felt the watershed behind this kiss.