The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

Cui Yingying sat in her boudoir, anxiously thinking about tonight's plan. She knew that this decision might affect her future destiny, but she had made up her mind that Zhang Sheng was her hope and her relief.

She thought: "Last night I asked the matchmaker to send a letter to Zhang Sheng, asking him to meet me tonight, and wait for the matchmaker to come over to discuss it."

So he opened his mouth and called out: "Matchmaker! Matchmaker!"

When the matchmaker heard her master's call, she hurried to the door of Cui Yingying's boudoir and thought: "My little lady asked me to send a letter to Zhang Sheng and ask him to go on an appointment tonight. My little lady, I am afraid that she will lie again and cost his life, but It’s no joke. I’ll go see the lady and see what she says.”

She gently opened the door and stepped into the boudoir. Seeing worry in Cui Yingying's eyes, she said, "Hurry up, matchmaker, and clean up the bedroom. I'm going to bed."

The matchmaker said: "If you sleep, how will you arrange for the scholar?"

"What scholar?" Cui Yingying asked hurriedly.

The matchmaker said angrily: "Miss, you're here again! It's no joke to sacrifice someone's life. If you regret it again, I'll tell my wife to write a letter and invite him to come."

Cui Yingying was a little annoyed and wanted to pinch the matchmaker, thinking: "This little bitch is really good at playing tricks."

The matchmaker was startled, fearing that she would pinch her again, but she could no longer avoid it. Cui Yingying stretched out her hand, took the matchmaker's arm, and said, "This is embarrassing. What should I do?" !”

"What's the point of being embarrassed? Just close your eyes when you get there." The matchmaker laughed playfully and urged Yingying: "Go quickly, go quickly, the old lady is already asleep."

Cui Yingying blushed with shame and ran away.

The matchmaker smiled and thought: "Although my sister has a tough mouth, she has already run away."

Then he thought: "Because my sister is as beautiful as jade, full of energy, and in her prime, I miss her day and night, covering up all the lies with a sincere heart. I left the painting pavilion and walked to the study; I left Chushan and rushed to Gaotang. ; Learn to steal jade, try to steal incense; The daughter of Wushan, King Chu Xiang; How dare King Chu Xiang be on the balcony first. This time, the little lady's good deeds are about to come true for Zhang Sheng, the raw rice is cooked, and I become a concubine The day is just around the corner. When the time comes, I can take off my slavery!"

Thinking of this, I became excited and turned around to follow him.

Zhang Sheng stood anxiously in the study, his eyes scanning the window from time to time, hoping to find Cui Yingying. But obviously, she hasn't shown up yet.

"The matchmaker sent me a brief note last night, asking me to meet tonight. It's already past the first watch of the evening, and I haven't seen her yet." Zhang Sheng's heart was filled with helplessness and anxiety, and he was silently looking forward to her. 's appearance. He fell deeply into missing Cui Yingying.

The night wind ruffled his robe, and the moonlight cast a silvery glow around him. This evening seemed to have placed too many expectations on him. He stood there, waiting for Cui Yingying, hoping for her to appear, but found nothing.

He once again recalled the good times they had, those unforgettable moments. He had spent too many nights waiting, but Cui Yingying's shadow never appeared. He begins to feel confused, suspicious, and even afraid that she might betray him.

"The good night on earth is quiet, will the beauty from heaven come?" Zhang Sheng said to himself, with longing in his voice.

He felt that he had spent too much time in this study, immersed in missing Cui Yingying. He was exhausted and distracted, and the pile of books on his desk had lost its appeal. He felt that the study had become narrow and crowded, as if the room had become his prison.

His mood has been deprived of tranquility by waiting, and his heart is swaying like leaves in the wind. He longs for Cui Yingying's arrival, but worries that she might betray him.

Zhang Sheng suddenly felt tired, his eyelids gradually became heavy, and his thoughts drifted into the distance. He closed his eyes and imagined their meeting, but it was just an unattainable dream.

However, he began to feel anxious. He opened his eyes, hoping that she would appear, but could only see the empty study.

"Cui Yingying, how did you know! I never let go of my little lady for twelve hours a day, how did you know!" Longing and anxiety were intertwined in Zhang Sheng's heart. His mind began to wander, lost in memories and worries.

His mind became confused, recalling their past relationship. He felt that he had paid too much for this woman. He wanted to win her back, but he fell into regret about the past.

"I feel dizzy, my eyes are tired, I am lying on my side alone, and my dream soul flies into the Chu balcony. If I had known that I would have no sleep at night because of her, it would be better not to encounter that alluring beauty." Zhang Sheng continued to think wildly, " When people make mistakes, they must blame themselves and don't be afraid to correct them. But I wait for 'Xian Xian Yise' to get rid of this mentality, how can I not stop him from drilling into my heart."

The wind outside the window was blowing the leaves, and there was a melodious sound of bamboo leaves. These sounds led him to mistake them for her footsteps, making him feel even more anxious.

"I had no choice but to lean against the door and rest my chin on my hands, so that it would be difficult for me to guess: Is he coming?" He looked out the window and thought, "It must be difficult to leave Madam's side; the sight makes one's eyes pierce, and the thought makes one's heart grow tighter." Narrow, it's probably enemies that make people feel uncomfortable. If they don't come sooner or later, isn't it another lie?"

"If he is willing to come, he will have left your house long ago; if he comes, he will fill my study with spring; if he does not come, he will be like a stone sinking into the sea." Zhang Sheng continued to lean in front of the door, waiting for her arrival , hoping that this time she will fulfill her promise, otherwise his heart will become even heavier.

"If the little lady doesn't come this time, I will be lovesick and ready to die." Zhang Sheng thought distressedly, "Thinking about my body in a foreign land and enduring the pain of tea soup, just because of this abominable thing. Only those who have endured the pain can endure the pain and work with sincerity so that the body will not rot. I tried to sit on the rooftop and thought about it for half a year, but it lasted for more than ten years.

Qintong stood outside the study door, listening quietly. He heard Zhang Sheng pacing back and forth in the study anxiously. His footsteps seemed rapid and disorderly, as if he was a trapped animal.

Zhang Sheng's voice echoed in the study. He kept mumbling to himself, with anxiety in his tone. Qintong couldn't hear what he was saying specifically, but he could feel the anxiety in his heart.

Qintong was secretly amused, and he thought: "This Junrui seems to be really thinking about Cui Yingying, and I don't know where the bad fate came from!"

At this time, Zhang Sheng was heard shouting sternly in the room: "Dog slave! Come in!"

Qintong's body trembled slightly, and he knew that his master's emotions had reached a dangerous point.

With a trepidating mood, Qintong cautiously stepped into the study. The atmosphere in the study room was extremely tense. Zhang Sheng's face was gloomy and his brows were furrowed, as if he was a wolf trapped in a cage.

It turned out that Zhang Sheng's throat had become unbearably thirsty because of his anxiety. He asked the piano boy irritably to give him some water. However, there were clearly kettles and cups on the desk. He could obviously do it himself, but he didn't want to.

The piano boy reluctantly picked up the kettle and carefully filled a glass of water for his master.

But just when Qintong handed the water cup to Zhang Sheng, the water accidentally dripped on the table, and Zhang Sheng suddenly exploded.

He waved the folding fan in his hand, whipped the piano boy on the head, and roared: "You bitch slave! You are clumsy and getting in the way all day long, get out of here!"