The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

The matchmaker took the order and came to Cui Yingying's boudoir. With an expression of joy, she gently patted Cui Yingying's shoulder and said gently and excitedly: "Sister, good news! Although the stick hit me, I still can't bear it." I have said it directly. I am not afraid of being punished. My wife is calling you here now to complete the marriage with Zhang Sheng."

When Cui Yingying heard this, she was furious. She stretched out her hand and pinched the matchmaker's arm. She said angrily: "You little bastard, you swore that you would never tell anyone? You are not afraid that I will beat you to death." !”

The matchmaker fell to her knees in pain, gasping and begging: "Sister, stop pinching me! It hurts! Ah! It hurts!"

Where Cui Yingying was willing to stop, she tightened her grip tighter and tighter, cursing in her mouth, as if she really wanted to twist the matchmaker to death.

The matchmaker thought that she would finally have a chance to get rid of her slavery. She didn't know where the courage came from. She broke away and stood ten feet away from Cui Yingying. She stood still and rubbed the sore spot on her arm. She said with a tearful voice: "Yes." The madam has seen it. If I don’t say it, the madam will beat me to death. If I say it, the little lady will beat me to death. What else can I do?”

A flash of fear flashed across Cui Yingying's face, and she said in shock: "What, Aniang, she, she, she saw it?"

The matchmaker nodded and said: "Yes, Madam was already suspicious when she saw that your posture and steps were not the same as before, and little brother Huanlang also said that he didn't come back when he saw us going to the garden to burn incense, so he guessed it right. You can't blame me. !”

Cui Yingying hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "How can I have the nerve to see Madam?"

When the matchmaker saw that Cui Yingying no longer chased her and pinched her, she felt relieved and responded with a smile: "What are you embarrassed about in front of my mother-in-law?"

At this time, Cui Yingying's memories came to her mind as if it happened yesterday. The moon hung on the branches of the willow trees, and the soft dusk filled the earth.

Cui Yingying felt blushing in her heart. Remembering the scene at that time, she was so shy that she could only bite the sleeves of her clothes with her teeth. She recalled that moment and saw the thin figure with pointed soles. She was so shy that she almost couldn't speak normally. Two hearts beat against each other in the dusk, one kept beating wildly while the other could only whisper dumbly.

In order to cover up her inner restlessness, she couldn't help but sigh and blame herself secretly. How could she not feel a little ashamed at that time?

The matchmaker stepped forward, patted Cui Yingying's hand gently, and said with an encouraging smile: "Sister, you are a smart woman, how can you be shy? Madam summoned you, it must be to deal with the aftermath and adapt to the current situation, why bother Are you hesitating?"

When Cui Yingying saw the matchmaker coming forward, she unconsciously stretched out her hand again, but when she reached halfway, she sighed and lowered her hand again. He had no choice but to follow the matchmaker to see his mother.

When Mrs. Cui Xiangguo saw her daughter entering the room, she sighed deeply. She also felt that her expectations for Cui Yingying had been disappointed, and her heart was full of helplessness and self-blame. As the wife of a prime minister, she felt deeply guilty for Cui Yingying's fault.

Mrs. Cui Xiangguo looked at Cui Yingying with regret and said: "Yingying, I cherish you so much, but today you did such a thing; this is my sin, who can I blame! If I take revenge on you Officer, you have insulted your father. This is not what our prime minister should do. Come on! Who would be as incapable of raising a daughter as I am!"

When Cui Yingying heard this, her heart tightened and her face turned pale. The lady's accusation was like a sharp knife, piercing her heart deeply. She lowered her head and silently endured Madam's accusation, her heart filled with guilt and remorse.

The matchmaker lowered her head cautiously and did not interrupt. She knew that this was not the time to express her opinion, so she could only wait quietly for the decision between Madam and Cui Yingying.

The lady continued: "Matchmaker, go to the study and call that beast over!"

The matchmaker obeyed the order and trotted all the way to the gate of the academy. The sun shone on her through the gaps in the willow trees, making her figure look soft and warm.

When Qin Tong saw her figure from a distance, he was so excited that he hurried forward to meet her. The two hugged each other as if they were relatives they had not seen for many years, and they were deeply in love.

The matchmaker raised her head, her eyes fell gently on Qin Tong's face, and she said softly: "Brother, how are you?" Qin Tong smiled broadly, hugged the matchmaker's shoulders, and looked at her lovingly: "Sister, we We’ve only been together for a long time, look at me, is there anything wrong with me?”

The heartstrings of the matchmaker and the piano boy touched each other at this special moment. The matchmaker gently stood on tiptoes, her eyes gentle and affectionate. Qintong lowered his head slightly, and his two pairs of eyes met in the air, conveying an indescribable tacit understanding. Their lips came closer, as if two petals were attracting each other.

Finally, their lips touched each other in a passionate kiss, unhurried, as if time had stopped at this moment. The matchmaker put her hand on the piano boy's shoulder and used a slight force to bring the two closer. Qintong's hand gently hugged the matchmaker's waist, responding to her enthusiasm.

This kiss is not only a blending of bodies, but also a touch of souls. They were immersed in this moment, as if the whole world had quieted down, leaving only the sound of each other's breathing and heartbeats.

The matchmaker's eyes sparkled with happiness and satisfaction. She murmured softly: "Brother, this is our secret, we will keep it in our hearts forever." Qintong smiled and nodded, knowing in her heart that this moment would become a part of the beautiful memories between them.

The two were in love for a long time, and it was hard to separate. After a long time, the matchmaker finally let go of Qintong's lips, and her eyes flashed with joy: "Brother, do you know that my wife has agreed to marry sister Yingying to Zhang Sheng." She excitedly shared the news, seemingly bringing good news to Qintong.

Hearing this, Qintong's heart sank. He understood that this meant that the matchmaker would eventually become Zhang Sheng's concubine, and that getting along with them would become more difficult. Although they are secretly entangled every day these days, for Qintong, every moment with the matchmaker is particularly precious.

However, he put on a happy face and tried his best to hide the disappointment in his heart. He smiled and said to the matchmaker: "What a good news. Miss Yingying will definitely be happy. I sincerely wish them all the best." He knew the matchmaker's situation well and did not want to show his feelings in front of her.

The matchmaker reluctantly let go of the piano boy's hand and turned back step by step into the academy. She stood at the door of the study and called out Zhang Sheng.

As soon as Zhang Sheng opened the door and saw the matchmaker, the expression on his face immediately became frightened and uneasy. He asked cautiously: "What did the young lady ask Xiaosheng to do?"

The matchmaker replied bluntly: "Mr. Sir, your story has been exposed. Now my wife has asked you to come over and want to mate Miss Yingying to you! Miss Yingying has confessed first, so hurry up and go."

When Zhang Sheng heard this, he suddenly looked panicked. He whispered: "The young man is scared, how can he meet the old lady? How did he talk about it in front of the old lady in the first place?"

The matchmaker reprimanded lightly: "Stop pretending to be careful and hurry over."

Seeing that Zhang Sheng was still hesitant, he stamped his feet and said angrily: "The matter has come to this, how can we let it go now that the matter has been exposed? I took the initiative to surrender! I will accompany you at home to drink, drink tea, and clean up. You don't have to worry, why do you need to worry anymore?" We made an appointment with the media? I gave up the original plan, but you are lucky. It turns out that you are just a "seedling but not showing off", just like a crop that has sprouted but not blossomed and bears fruit. Bah! You are a silver-like wax spearhead!"

Zhang Sheng's face turned red and white at the matchmaker's words, and he thought to himself: "What the matchmaker said does make some sense. Anyway, the matter is now at this point, what else do I have to fear? Just go and go!"

So, following the matchmaker, Zhang Sheng came to Mrs. Cui Xiangguo's house with a lot of worries. He saw Mrs. Cui Xiangguo's face full of anger, and Cui Yingying stood beside his mother, with a look of panic on her face.

Zhang Sheng was so panicked that he couldn't say a word, he just kept bowing and saluting.

Mrs. Cui Xiangguo frowned when she faced Zhang Sheng, seeing that this person who was once relied upon by the family has now become the protagonist of the family scandal.

She stared at Zhang Sheng coldly, was silent for a while, and said: "What a scholar, haven't you ever heard that "you will not dare to do anything other than the virtues of the previous king"? I want to send you to the government."

Zhang Sheng's eyes widened and he knelt down in fear and said, "Madam! You can't send me to the official position! If you send me to the official position, I won't be able to go to Beijing to take the exam!"