The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

The piano boy huddled in the shadow of the courtyard, staring at the movement ahead through the mottled tree shadows. Although the night concealed his figure, it could not conceal the turbulence in his heart.

Qin Tong heard the secret code exchange between Matchmaker and Zhang Sheng from a distance, and felt very sad. He suppressed his resentment and hid in the darkness to observe quietly without making a sound.

He thought in his mind: "The world of these people is really deeper than the night."

Zhang Sheng sneaked into the darkness, looked around to make sure there was no one around, and then imitated the chirping of insects in a unique rhythm and murmured in a low voice: "Hehe Chichi, Hehe Chichi!" There was a bit of weirdness and expectation in his voice.

The matchmaker's ears twitched, that was her secret signal. She stepped lightly, moving as silently as a night owl, but her heart was calm, thinking: "The bird is coming."

I thought again: "I originally thought it was a crow under the shadow of the locust tree blown by the night wind, but I didn't expect it to be a beautiful woman wearing a black headscarf. One person was hiding quietly at the corner, and the other person had his back to the lake. The mountains stood beside them; they did not talk or say hello."

The matchmaker matched the code: "Hehe Chichi! Hehe Chichi!" She couldn't help but think: "That bird is coming."

Seeing the shadow move, Zhang Sheng hurriedly stepped forward and hugged her tightly. He said hastily: "Little lady, you are here."

The matchmaker got rid of Zhang Sheng's hand and sighed softly, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone: "Beast, it's me. Your eyes are really careful. What will you do if the madam comes?"

A look of embarrassment flashed across Zhang Sheng's face. He quickly let go and apologized hastily: "I...I was dazzled and was in a hurry. Please forgive me for being reckless."

The matchmaker tilted her head and raised a faint smile at the corner of her mouth: "Let's just say you are panicked. You are staring at me like this, maybe you are hungry and dizzy."

At this time, Qin Tong saw Zhang Sheng grabbing the matchmaker from a distance in the dark. He was filled with hatred, frowning and burning with anger. He clenched his hands into fists and thought angrily: "How dare this Junrui be so presumptuous!"

Just as he was about to lean out to stop, he saw the matchmaker break away. After thinking about it, he held it back and looked at Zhang Sheng in the darkness.

Zhang Sheng asked softly: "Where is the little lady?"

The matchmaker's figure was looming in the moonlight, and she responded nervously: "Under the rockery. Tell me, are you really here according to the lady's instructions?"

Zhang Sheng had a sudden thought. He knew that he could not hesitate at this moment. He had to convince the matchmaker. So he answered confidently: "I am an expert at guessing riddles. Like those famous figures in history, I will definitely be able to guess the answer."

The matchmaker looked at him deeply, as if she wanted to penetrate his mind, and whispered: "Don't go in through the door, you will be said that I asked you to come. If you climb over this wall, I will help you tonight." The two are married. I tell you, remember, you must listen to me in everything."

Zhang Sheng nodded, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and then he looked up at the sky, thinking in his heart: "This hazy moonlight, this beautiful night, the silent courtyard, and the hanging branches of flowers. It seems to have paved the way for tonight." It’s covered in a layer of mystery.”

His eyes moved to the courtyard, where the silk catkins of the willow trees were fluttering, the flowers were swaying in the night wind, and the bluestone paths were lined with soft lawns, adding a bit of warmth.

Zhang Sheng's heart beat faster. He knew that every move tonight was crucial.

The matchmaker frowned slightly. She knew that Zhang Sheng was a complicated person. She whispered again: "She is a lady. You must treat her gently, speak softly and talk to her modestly; you must not treat her like those corrupted willow trees and broken flowers." So frivolous. She is like a very delicate and flawless jade, with cheeks as rosy as spring and hair as coiled as clouds. She is so fragile and shy, and she is not the kind of person who covets leisure. So you should cheer up when you are in bed. , tell yourself not to get tired; clear away all worries and troubles and get ready to face the challenge!”

Qin Tong felt sad, and the two of them talked quietly. Fortunately, he already had a foundation in internal skills and could still hear clearly. Otherwise, he would not have known that his beloved matchmaker sister was actually teaching a man how to cherish a woman in the rain. But that woman is the matchmaker's owner. As a slave, I had to be so humble. Qin Tong clenched his hands into fists, trembling all over, and stared at Zhang Sheng.

Zhang Sheng's footsteps were as light as a cat's. His figure flickered in and out of sight under the moonlight. He finally turned over and jumped over the high wall, landing in the moonlit garden.

The piano boy far away outside the wall saw Zhang Sheng climbing into the wall and the matchmaker also entering the corner door. He quickly ran to the foot of the wall and listened attentively.

Just listen to Cui Yingying's scream: "Who is it?"

Inside the wall, under the moonlight, Zhang Sheng caught a glimpse of Cui Yingying's beautiful figure, and quickly stepped forward and hugged her slender waist.

Cui Yingying's body stiffened suddenly, she turned her head, with a look of panic on her face, and screamed.

"It's me." Zhang Sheng responded in a low voice, trying his best to suppress his nervousness and uneasiness in his voice.

Cui Yingying's brows were furrowed, and there was unconcealed anger in her voice: "Zhang Sheng, what kind of person are you! I'm praying here, you came here for no reason; if Madam knows, how can you explain it!"

Zhang Sheng glanced at the darkness around him, a wry smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and thought to himself: "Oh, why have you changed your mind?"

His heart was throbbing, and he unconsciously let go of the hand that was holding Cui Yingying's waist.

The matchmaker approached quietly, her footsteps so light that she could hardly hear the sound. She thought in her mind: "Why are you so bold and not afraid to be a matchmaker? You two are so close as a couple, there shouldn't be any disputes."

Zhang Sheng was speechless for a moment, his eyes wandered, and he did not dare to look directly at Cui Yingying.

The matchmaker calmly observed Zhang Sheng's performance, and thought to herself: "I am quietly listening here with bated breath, but the two of them are ashamed and ashamed, and the other is furious."

Then he thought to himself: "Zhang Sheng didn't say a word. Well, it seems that Yingying has changed her mind. One is silent, and the other is nagging and scolding. Zhang Sheng, you are not as witty and eloquent as Sui He and Lu Jia." Are you eloquent? Why are you folding your hands and bowing, pretending to be deaf and dumb?"

She thought in her heart: "Zhang Sheng, where are all the harsh words you said behind her back? You should just go and throw her to the ground. She wants to sue you. She is the one who is shy!"

At this time, Cui Yingying's heart was also ups and downs. A trace of worry flashed in her heart, but it was immediately replaced by anger: "Matchmaker, there is a thief."

The matchmaker's voice was low and calm, as if all the sharp emotions were under her control: "Who is it?"

"It's me." Zhang Sheng answered simply and directly.

Cui Yingying said angrily: "Take him to Madam!"

The matchmaker shook her head, with a hint of helplessness in her tone: "If I go to Madam's place, I'm afraid it will ruin his character. My sister and I will teach him a lesson."

She turned to Zhang Sheng and ordered: "Zhang Sheng, come here and kneel down!"

The piano boy was listening to the excitement inside the wall. He shook his head secretly and thought: "Hey, my matchmaker sister has really worked hard, but this Cui Yingying is both upright and upright. Sister, you are too, come on. Why are you joining in the fun?"

Over there, Zhang Sheng's heart was filled with regret and anger. He knew that his behavior had crossed the line, but he had no way out.

The matchmaker pretended to be angry: "Since you have read Confucius's books, you should understand the etiquette of Duke Zhou. What are you doing here late at night?"

The matchmaker's tone revealed an undeniable majesty: "I'm not deliberately looking for trouble, I just want to say a few words from the bottom of my heart. I thought you were knowledgeable, but I didn't know you were so perverted!"