The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

In the courtyard under the moonlight, the matchmaker's voice was stern: "Do you know you are wrong?"

Zhang Sheng was stunned, his eyes were confused, and a trace of panic flashed across his face. Zhang Sheng replied in a low voice, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone: "I don't know where I went wrong."

The matchmaker frowned. She looked at Zhang Sheng with a trace of disappointment in her eyes: "Who told you to break into someone else's house late at night like a thief? You were originally a learned person, but you turned out to be a flower thief; I didn’t expect that instead of jumping into the dragon’s gate, you would learn to be bad.”

Zhang Sheng's face turned pale and his lips trembled slightly. He wanted to defend, but found that he was speechless. When the matchmaker saw that Zhang Sheng was speechless, she turned around and said to Cui Yingying: "Sister, just for the sake of the matchmaker, please forgive him this time!"

Cui Yingying stood aside, her eyes were complicated, as if she was thinking about something. Finally, she spoke slowly, with a hint of unquestionable determination in her voice: "If it weren't for the matchmaker's sake, I would have taken you to the madam. How will you face Jiangdong's elders? Get up!"

Zhang Sheng raised his head, a hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes.

The matchmaker said softly: "Thank you, Miss, for being wise and understanding. For my sake, let this matter go. If you file the complaint with the government and investigate carefully, 'Since you are a scholar, you should study hard under a cold window instead of sneaking into other people's homes late at night. Garden, this is committing adultery or stealing. 'Sir, be prepared to take a beating."

Cui Yingying's tone suddenly became softer: "Although sir, you saved my life, I should repay you. Since we are like brothers and sisters, how can you have such an idea? What if Madam finds out, how will you deal with it? Don't do this again. If you do it again, I will never let you go." After saying that, she turned and left.

Qin Tong listened intently outside the wall, feeling amused and thought: "These three people are all acting. Where are they who agreed to come for a tryst?"

Zhang Sheng inside the wall is full of contradictions and struggles. He looked at the direction Cui Yingying was leaving, with a trace of imperceptible sadness flashing in his eyes. His voice was low, with an indescribable helplessness: "You asked me to come, why do you have so many words to scold me now?"

The matchmaker gently pulled Zhang Sheng, faced her, raised her head and looked at Zhang Sheng, her tone was a little sarcastic: "You are really a person, didn't you once call yourself 'the romantic and prodigal Lu Jia'? Now you are What does it look like?”

Zhang Sheng's heart tightened, and his self-esteem was touched. He lowered his head, shook his head and said, "I offended the experts, so I gave up long ago."

The matchmaker continued: "Stop talking about 'a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold'. You should be prepared to 'be a widow for ten years in a cold window'. An expert in guessing poems and riddles took a picture of the "window half-opened in the wind", and the mountain shadow blocked the "behind the wall" "The shadow of the flowers", the moonlight reflected "under the west wing". You put powder on your face, and she drew her eyebrows herself. She gave up pretending to be emotional, and even said she had the heart to leave rain on a sunny day, but she regretted stealing jade and incense. Deleted words nestled in the verdant.”

Zhang Sheng was stunned, and a deep sense of powerlessness surged in his heart, and he whispered to the matchmaker: "I want to write another letter to her to express my sincerity, how about it?"

The matchmaker shook her head: "Stop writing those disgusting words. Letters will be forgotten from today on. Just like in ancient times, I was unable to understand the style of romance. From now on, repent like Zhuo Wenjun. You study abroad for me to learn from Sima Xiang." Like that.”

After the matchmaker finished speaking, she glanced at the stunned Zhang Sheng, covered her mouth with a smile, and hurried after Cui Yingying.

The piano boy heard that the matchmaker had left outside the wall, feeling mixed with joy and sorrow. For a moment, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhang Sheng inside the wall turned pale. He smiled bitterly in his heart and said to himself: "Your master, the little lady, let me go! I never dare to think about this again."

But then, Zhang Sheng showed a trace of bitterness on his face and said: "What should I do with my weak body? I was very happy to receive your letter last night. I barely managed to come here today and encountered this resentment again. , it seems to be over. I have to go back to the study to worry."

When the piano boy outside the wall heard what Zhang Sheng said, he quickly turned back and left quietly. He could only hear Zhang Sheng behind him still reciting poems: "Hey, the osmanthus falls in leisure, and the locust flower is sick."

Early the next morning, at dawn, Qintong walked softly into Mrs. Cui Xiangguo's room. His eyes looked anxious and the corners of his mouth were tightened, as if he was trying to suppress his inner uneasiness. He bowed and said in a low and urgent voice: "Madam, Elder Farben sent me to tell Madam again that my husband's illness has worsened and he is very ill."

Mrs. Cui Xiangguo frowned slightly, the expression on her face was a mixture of worry and impatience. She thought in her heart: "This Zhang Sheng is really troublesome, he is actually sick at this time." But she immediately concealed her displeasure and said in a deep voice: "Quickly, report back to Elder Farben, and say that I beg the elder, Go quickly and ask the best doctor to treat your husband. After all, he is also the benefactor of my Cui family."

Qin Tong lowered his head, hiding the disdain on his face, thinking: "Hmph, you old thief, what good ideas do you have!"

Watching Qin Tong leave in a hurry, Mrs. Cui Xiangguo turned her eyes to the window. She had complicated calculations about Zhang Sheng's value and condition.

After a long time, the matchmaker walked in gently, with a trace of doubt and worry in her eyes. She asked: "Madam, I just heard that someone sent medicine to Mr. Zhang. Madam, do you need me to find out anything?"

Mrs. Cui Xiangguo nodded, with a commanding tone in her voice: "Go and ask clearly what medicine Mr. Zhang took and how his condition is. Remember, be more careful."

The matchmaker nodded slightly, turned and left the room. She was uneasy and full of doubts about Mrs. Cui Xiangguo's order. She understands that there may be complex emotions hidden here, and she becomes a key player in the puzzle.

Cui Yingying was in her boudoir, hesitant in her heart. She thought: "I wrote a note with the prescription on it, and asked the matchmaker to bring it to him, and he would know the condition after seeing it." She knew that her prescription had a special effect and could affect it to some extent. Zhang Sheng’s condition. But she also knew that doing so represented a deeper involvement.

So, he called out: "Matchmaker! Matchmaker!"

The matchmaker came in response, and Cui Yingying said to her eagerly: "Zhang is sick. I have a good prescription. Bring it to him quickly!"

The matchmaker's eyes were blurry, and she persuaded with some lingering fear: "My mother, you send him away. This is all messy enough, don't get stuck in it anymore!"

Cui Yingying said anxiously: "Good sister, save someone's life, go quickly! Otherwise..." She stretched out her hand to pinch the matchmaker's arm again.

The matchmaker quickly took a step back and said, "If it weren't for you, he wouldn't be able to save him in this life. Now that the old lady has asked me to go, I will take the prescription and take a look."

After saying that, the matchmaker hurriedly left Cui Yingying's boudoir and walked out of the door. She took a deep breath and finally escaped being pinched by the young lady.

"I ruined the little lady's good deeds last night. I think she was unhappy, but it's hard to say it clearly, so it's better to be smart." The matchmaker thought.

Cui Yingying could only wait in the embroidery room, her heart full of anxiety. She knows that this decision may have a profound impact on their relationship, but at this critical moment, she can only wait for the matchmaker's return.

At the same time, Zhang Sheng was sitting in the study, his condition becoming more and more serious. He said to himself: "Since I got angry in the garden last night, my old illness has returned and I feel like I am dying. The old lady persuaded Elder Farben to let the imperial doctor see me, but my disease cannot be cured by the imperial doctor. . Unless the little lady’s delicious, fragrant, cool, smooth, and charming saliva is swallowed, the disease will not be cured. "

The piano boy was waiting outside the door. Hearing Zhang Sheng's nonsense, he couldn't help but shake his head and thought: "Hey, these scholars are full of knowledge, but they are all dressed like animals!"