The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

The matchmaker came over with a wine glass and poured the wine into the glass. With a smile in her eyes: "Please drink this glass of wine and toast to today's beautiful marriage." Her words were warm and cheerful.

Everyone raised their glasses together, and as the glasses clinked, the aroma of drunken wine spread, and the atmosphere was warm and joyful.

Cui Yingying took a long breath, as if she was venting her frustrations. She whispered to herself: "The yellow leaves are flying in the west wind, and the grass is dying in the cold smoke." She looked out the window, feeling inexplicable depression in her heart.

During the banquet, the pavilion looked particularly lonely under the autumn sun. Cui Yingying was sitting sideways at the banquet, with an unconcealable sadness between her brows. She pursed her lips and smiled, but it was a forced smile.

Looking at Zhang Sheng, his eyes were full of tears and he didn't dare to shed them, for fear that others would find out. When they suddenly met, he lowered his head, let out a long sigh, and straightened his plain clothes.

I thought in my heart: "Although I will become a good spouse in the future, how can I not cry at this moment? My mind seems to be crazy and my heart is drunk. From last night to today, I feel that my waistline has also shrunk."

Mrs. Cui Xiangguo said: "My dear lady, here is a toast!" The matchmaker handed over the wine glass. Cui Yingying smiled and took the wine glass, but there was a trace of bitterness in her heart.

She raised her glass and said softly to everyone: "Please have a drink!" After taking a sip of wine, the lady looked at her, her eyes full of love. Cui Yingying took a deep breath and let out a long sigh. There are thousands of words in my heart, but they can only turn into this sigh.

She thought in her heart: "The joy has not faded yet, and the sorrow of separation comes one after another." Cui Yingying pursed her lips and smiled, but she felt her throat was a little tight.

Thinking of the love we met in private a few days ago, the joy of getting married last night, but we have to part ways today. Feelings in my heart: "I know very well what it feels like to be lovesick these days, but it turns out that the feeling of separation has increased tenfold."

He thought unhappily: "Young people easily stay away from each other, and heartless people easily give up and leave. I never thought that we had been so close and cuddled hand in hand. You and our Prime Minister Cui will be our son-in-law, and your wife will be honored by your husband." As long as you can get a lotus with the same head, it is far better than the number one scholar."

The piano boy watched from a distance and couldn't help but think: "This Cui Yingying seems to love Zhang Gong very much, with a look of reluctance on her face. Okay, I will bless you!" He stroked the white horse, and the white horse hissed in a low voice and lowered his head. Go and graze on your own.

Mrs. Cui Xiangguo said again: "Matchmaker, bring the wine!" The matchmaker placed the wine glasses on the table one by one, and the aroma of the wine spread. Cui Yingying felt a touch of sadness in her heart.

She looked at the wine glasses on the table and felt that it all happened too quickly. They were facing each other in an instant, and they were about to leave after a while.

"If you and I hadn't avoided each other during the banquet, I would have wanted to be on the same page with him." Cui Yingying felt sad in her heart: "Even if we can stay together for a short time, we should eat at the same table with my husband. There is only emptiness in my eyes. Missing and thinking carefully about the truth, it almost turned into a watchful stone."

Seeing Cui Yingying's melancholy expression, the matchmaker said softly: "Sister, I haven't had breakfast. Let's take a sip of the soup." Cui Yingying looked at the soup on the table, but she felt in her heart that there was no way she could swallow the soup.

She thought to herself: "The wine and food that were brought are as cold as water, and they are probably tears of lovesickness. I am afraid that the food and tea in front of me will not be edible, and I am filled with sadness in my stomach."

She thought of the saying "A snail's horn has a false reputation, but a fly's head makes a small profit." She separated the mandarin ducks into two parts, one here and one over there, sighing one after another.

Seeing Cui Yingying's frown, the piano boy felt a little more favorable towards her. He thought, "After all, Cui Yingying has grown up with the matchmaker's sister and will serve Zhang together in the future. It's probably a good thing." He couldn't help but turn his eyes to the matchmaker. .

Mrs. Cui Xiangguo saw that the necessary etiquette had been done, so she said: "Drive up the car, I will go back first, and the lady will come with the matchmaker later." Then she left first.

Zhang Sheng secretly thought, how could I get close to Yingying if the abbot did not allow me to live in the temple this time, so he thanked Elder Faben and said goodbye.

Farben said: "If there is nothing else to say now, I will be waiting for the good news of your high school. The meal and tea for your marriage will be indispensable to me, hahahaha."

"Thank you, elder, for your kind words. When I come back from high school to marry Yingying, I will come back to thank you." Zhang Changchang saluted.

Monk Facong smiled at the side and said, "What about me, senior brother?"

Zhang Sheng also saluted and said: "Of course I will never forget the support of Senior Brother Fa Cong!"

"Where, where!" Fa Cong said with a smile: "Those are all the blessings you cultivated yourself!"

He folded his hands and said, "Sir, please take care of yourself and be careful on your saddle and horse! From now on, I will repent of my unintentional rites and listen exclusively to the first sound of spring thunder." He and Fa Cong also left together.

Seeing everyone leaving one after another, Qintong knew it was time to hit the road, so he took the horse's head and packed his luggage.

Cui Yingying thought in her heart: "In an instant, the cups and plates were in a mess, the car turned east, the horse turned west, the two minds were wandering, and the sunset mountains were green. Do you know where he will stay tonight? It is difficult to find him in a dream."

Then he looked at Zhang Sheng and said, "Zhang Sheng, you will come back as soon as you get the official post."

"Xiao Sheng has won the top prize in vain," Zhang Sheng saw the beauty's expectation, and naturally shouted with all his strength, "It is exactly 'the road to Qingxiao must be reached, and the one who has no name on the gold list will never return'".

Qintong was disdainful: "Humph, bragging again!" Then he thought, Zhang Gong dared to talk so brazenly, could it be that everything had been taken care of already? "

Cui Yingying said sadly: "It doesn't matter where you are going. I have a special saying to say goodbye to you: 'Where are you now? I will go to myself at that time. I will also show my old intentions and take pity on the people in front of me.'" After reciting the poem, the watery big He looked at Zhang Sheng, hoping that he would understand.

"Young lady, you are wrong. Who would Zhang Gong dare to pity?" Zhang Sheng smiled and began to show off, "I would like to show off my skills and express my feelings: "If we are separated for a long time in life, who is the closest to us? Who can pity a person who sighs without meeting a close friend? "

Cui Yingying said with a sad face: "The hems of my clothes are wet with tears. Weeping and weeping are more moist than Sima's green shirt. Shrikes fly east and swallows fly west. Before embarking on the journey, we ask for the return date. Although we are thousands of miles apart, let us share the cup we had during our lifetime. Drink all the wine. Before the wine is drunk, the heart is drunk, the eyes bleed, and the heart is dry."

Looking back, the matchmaker said softly: "Madam has gone far."

Cui Yingying stretched out her hand to help Zhang Sheng straighten his collar and said: "Mr. Lang, when you arrive in the capital, adapt to the soil and water. Pay attention to your diet when you rest on the road, and protect your body according to the seasons. The rain and dew in the deserted village are suitable for sleeping early, and the wind and frost in the hotel in the wild You need to get up late. In the autumn wind of pommel horse, it is the most difficult to nurse and nurse, and you need to support yourself the most."

Turning around and waving to Qin Tong, Qin Tong nodded, led the white horse to the front, and said, "What are your orders, little lady?"

Cui Yingying said: "This time when I go to the capital, I have you as a harp boy. My husband's daily life and safety will be left to you."

Qin Tong smiled and said: "No, no, the little lady is too polite. My husband's book and sword are missing, and I rely on him. Besides, there is nothing to worry about in General Du's jurisdiction."

Cui Yingying nodded, then turned to Zhang Sheng and said: "Who should I tell this sorrow to? I can only know my love for myself. God doesn't care whether a person is haggard or not. Tears fill the Jiuqu Yellow River, and resentment weighs down the three peaks of the mountains. I feel depressed at night. Leaning on the west tower, you can see the ancient road with the setting sun and the long embankment with declining willow trees."

Seeing Cui Yingying's reluctance to leave, Zhang Sheng was moved in his heart. He stretched out his hand and took Yingying's hand. If the coachman, slaves and others were not there, he would have hugged her tightly and spoke with his lips. Heartfelt complaints to each other.

When the matchmaker saw the two holding hands, her heart moved, and she also secretly glanced at the piano boy.