The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

The piano boy listened outside the window, feeling disdainful in his heart, thinking: "Hmph, why are you, Zhang Junrui, pretending to be innocent? On your way to Beijing to take the exam, have you done enough things to have trysts over the wall?"

The matchmaker's face remained calm, but there was a hint of smile in her eyes. She said: "The flowers on the wall are hanging low again, and the door facing the wind is half-open. This time, I will not mention the method of stealing fragrance."

Zhang Sheng couldn't help but wonder, the matchmaker's words seemed to indicate that this task would not be easy to complete.

"I'm afraid that the wall is too high to jump over, or that the flowers are too dense to climb up." The matchmaker continued to explain, with a sense of ridicule in her tone.

"Go with peace of mind, don't be afraid; if you don't go, you won't be able to wait for her to come back, and you will be so worried that the spring mountains will wrinkle." The matchmaker's voice gradually became gentle, and her words were full of persuasion.

Zhang Sheng sighed deeply and said: "Hey, I have been to that garden before, twice, but I haven't seen any good. What will happen if I know her this time?"

After hearing this, Qintong nodded secretly outside the window and thought: "Yes, I have accompanied Zhang Junrui to this garden twice, but I can't say that I got nothing. It's just that Zhang Junrui is too impatient."

The matchmaker said softly: "It's different now."

"Although you have been there twice, I dare to say that this time is different from before." There was a hint of mystery in the matchmaker's voice, which seemed to imply that this mission would be different.

Zhang Sheng nodded. He understood what the matchmaker said. Although he was still a little uneasy, he felt excited and looking forward to it.

"Your responses from across the wall are nothing. What is fruitful is this letter this time." The matchmaker continued, her tone full of expectation.

The matchmaker said again: "Then I'm leaving. You can think about it more and don't blame me for not explaining it clearly!" She turned around and walked towards the study door, ready to leave.

Zhang Sheng was immersed in the letter and just said "hmm" perfunctorily.

When the piano boy saw the matchmaker about to leave outside the window, he quickly jumped down from the window and ran out of the academy door. He hid in the dark and watched the matchmaker gradually go away, and finally disappeared.

In the study, Zhang Sheng was deep in thought, thinking: "Everything has its own destiny. Who would have thought that the young lady would have such benefits. I am an expert in guessing poetry and riddles. I am as romantic as Sui He and a prodigal as Lu Jia. All you have to do to get there is to suddenly fall to the ground. It's rare that it's late today. Sun, you have everything, why fight for this day? Go down quickly! I'm afraid of dusk when I'm studying, and I reluctantly close the door when it sinks unknowingly; I want to rush to Begonia Dating under the flowers, why does the sun have to take root again?”

Looking at the sky, Zhang Sheng said to himself: "Ah, it's just noon now, wait a moment."

So, after a while, Zhang Sheng looked at the sky. After looking at the sky, he said to himself: "It's so rare to go down today. The blue sky is cloudless, and I am exhausted and exhausted."

"I hate that Luyang is greedy for war and won't let the red sun set in the west!"

"Yeah, the sun has already set in the west. Just wait a little longer."

"The unprovoked three-legged crow is flashing with light; how can I get Hou Yi's bow and arrow to shoot down this sun?"

"Thank heaven and earth! The sun has already set!"

"Ah, but the evening drum has already been beaten!"

"Ah, but the evening bell has rung early!"

Finally, when it was getting late at night, I closed the study door and walked to the garden.

But he didn't notice that there was a dark figure behind him, quietly following from a distance.

The matchmaker over there was standing at the door of Cui Yingying's boudoir, thinking: "Today, the young lady asked me to send a letter to Zhang Sheng. I told so many lies in front of him. It turned out that Shili secretly asked him to come. The young lady didn't follow me either. He said, I won’t reveal her thoughts, so I’ll just ask her to burn incense.”

The matchmaker thought in her mind that she had already understood Cui Yingying's plan, but she had no intention of stopping it.

Cui Yingying quietly prepared to burn incense.

"The place where she dressed up tonight was different than every day. How could she hide it from me when I saw her going there?" There was a trace of doubt in the matchmaker's heart. She was not sure whether Cui Yingying could really keep a secret.

"Sister, let's burn incense." The matchmaker shouted.

Cui Yingying stretched out her hand, pinched the matchmaker's arm, and said calmly: "I told you not to yell, but you just didn't listen!"

The matchmaker felt pain and quickly whispered: "Yes, yes! Sister, I know, I will never dare to do it again!"

Cui Yingying did not let go. She held the door of the matchmaker's website and dragged her for a while before letting go of her fingers. She looked at the matchmaker indifferently and grinned, saying, "Humph, just burn incense. What do you call it!"

The matchmaker hung her head timidly and said, "Yes, sister!"

Cui Yingying walked forward. The matchmaker didn't dare to neglect, rubbed her arms, and quickly followed Cui Yingying.

Cui Yingying suddenly stopped and said, "Didn't Madam tell you to do anything?"

The matchmaker shook her head and said, "No, oh, by the way, my wife ordered me to stay close to my sister and serve her well." After saying that, she quickly lowered her head with a low eyebrow.

Cui Yingying snorted, and when she reached out to pinch her, the matchmaker quickly took a step back.

But Cui Yingying moved forward, and the matchmaker followed her.

Cui Yingying had no choice but to throw down her sleeves and walked forward.

The night gradually fell, and the moonlight shone on the courtyard. "The fragrance of flowers drifted in the night wind, and the faint moonlight shone on the courtyard." Cui Yingying's voice gradually softened, as if praising this beautiful night.

The matchmaker couldn't help but said: "The moonlight is bright tonight, the wind is fresh, what a beautiful scenery!"

I thought in my heart: "The cold wind at night penetrates the window screen, and the golden hook is pulled up but the door curtain is not hung. The evening mist condenses beside the door, and the remaining sunset glow gathers in the corner of the building. Facing the water chestnut mirror, I look at the evening makeup upstairs. completed."

She turned around and looked at Cui Yingying secretly, thinking: "Not close to the noisy place, the green pond hides sleeping ducks; the nature is elegant, and the crows perch on the pale yellow willow branches. The golden lotus comes close to damage the peony buds, and the hosta grabs The tea frame was covered with tea. The moss path was slippery in the cool night, and the dewdrops soaked Lingbo's socks. I see that the scholar and my little lady are looking forward to the arrival of night."

Seeing Cui Yingying looking forward to the glory, she thought: "Since that day I started thinking about the moonlight, and every moment I waited for was like waiting for a summer; when I saw the sun slowly setting on the willow branches, I longed for the appreciation and guidance of the sages."

"My sister's body is disguised, preparing for the clouds and rain to come to Wu Gorge. Just because these swallows and warblers can't lock away their inner thoughts." The matchmaker thought again: "It's not because my sister is lovesick, the scholar Ah! I haven’t eaten for two or three days. It’s because my sister is dying and her temper is really hard to calm down. She’s been thinking wildly along the way.”

At this time, Cui Yingying was standing at the foot of the lake and the mountain. The matchmaker quietly opened the corner door of the temple, thinking, "I'm afraid someone will hear us talking, so I'll take a look first."

She was ready, but she thought in her heart: "Zhang Sheng is a fool not to come at this time, come quickly!"

While pretending to chirp like insects, he exchanged secret signals: "Hehechichi, Hehechichi!"