The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

Qin Tong continued: "When I came, Lang Jun won the first prize. Today, the Holy Spirit is very happy. He ordered the leader of the Shence Army to send six palace guards to greet Lang Jun as he parades through the streets in Chang'an City to show his favor."

The matchmaker and Cui Yingying were moved after hearing this.

"My husband is in high spirits, wearing a pair of wings on his head, and a gorgeous brocade robe. He is led by masters from the palace to clear the way, and rides on horseback to parade on the imperial street of Chang'an City." Qintong described vividly, "The common people on the road were busy. People flocked to the streets, especially the ladies of some wealthy noble families. When they heard that this new top scholar was both talented and beautiful, they couldn't help but run out and watch from a distance. "

Cui Yingying frowned and said: "Humph, Zhang Gong is such an inconvenient beast! He just won the top prize, but he actually boasted about being an official and paraded around the streets for three days while being pointed at by others. It's ridiculous!"

"Mrs. Xiangguo also said so. There is a letter here." Qintong said.

Cui Yingying took the letter and thought to herself: "Fortunately, I am less romantic because he left. Unfortunately, the book you sent added some evidence to me. The promises you made are different from what you said. "

She lowered her head speechlessly, the letter was in Cui Yingying's hand, and tears blurred her vision.

Cui Yingying opened the letter with tears in her eyes and thought: "He must have written the letter in tears too. He probably stopped writing while writing and shed tears before writing. The traces of tears on the book he sent There are still some. I covered up the new tears with the old tears. It was one sadness that became two."

Cui Yingying read Zhang Gong's letter softly: "Zhang Gong paid a hundred tributes to Qi Fang Qing Ke Renzhuang: I have been paying homage since late autumn, and it has been half a year. Thanks to the shadow of my ancestors, and the virtue of a good wife, I won the first place. . I will send a note to the Talent Recruitment Hall today to serve the imperial edict and give the gift. For fear that my wife and my good wife will be worried, I specially ordered the piano boy to report the letter with the letter, so that I don't have to worry. Although my body is far away, my heart is always close, and I wish I could fly together. , Qiong Qiong and the body. Those who attach importance to fame and neglect love are guilty of greed. When meeting him one day, you should not be prepared to thank him. Later, he became a unique person to honor Qingzhao: Yujing Xianfu Tanhualang, sent a message to Pudong My graceful mother, I bow to you in the sun and wear brocade clothes in the daytime. You must stop wearing makeup by leaning against the door."

After Cui Yingying read the letter, she couldn't help but think: "My husband is indeed the number one scholar, with great talent and outstanding literary talent! How well written this letter is!"

After hearing this, the piano boy and the matchmaker looked at each other, nodded slightly, and both thought: "Zhang Gong's writing style is indeed quite skillful."

"We made an appointment in the west wing under the moonlight, but now we meet in a hurry at the Qionglin Banquet. I didn't expect that I would take the first place under the east wall. Who would have thought that I would win the first place among the rouge and powder. Hidden among the rouge and powder. What a bright future!" Cui Yingying thought again, "From now on, I will transform Wanzhuang Building into Zhigong Building to express my congratulations."

Cui Yingying wiped away her tears and asked the piano boy with a smile: "Have you eaten?"

"Madam, please know that I have been standing empty in front of the hall since morning. Where can I get food?" Qintong obediently changed his title to madam.

Cui Yingying's face turned red and she turned around and said, "Matchmaker, hurry up and give him some food."

After giving instructions, Cui Yingying continued to reread Zhang Sheng's letter over and over again, even though she knew it by heart. Her face was filled with a happy smile, and she felt Zhang Sheng's deep longing and love for her.

The matchmaker took the opportunity to hurry up and make arrangements. After a while, she carried the food and returned to the back hall with light steps.

The piano boy was sitting at the table. He looked dusty and pale. The matchmaker looked at him distressedly. She knew that he must have not eaten well because he was in a hurry. She thought to herself: "Zongdan's brother is such a poor child. I have to take good care of him."

The matchmaker put the food on the table and said softly: "Qintong, you must be very hungry. Eat something quickly."

As he spoke, he put Cui Yingying on his back, stretched out his hand, and gently shook the piano boy's big hand. He felt extremely warm in his hand, and he couldn't help but feel reassured.

Qin Tong nodded gratefully, covered the matchmaker's small hand with his big hands, and looked at the matchmaker with a pair of starry eyes, full of tenderness.

The matchmaker couldn't help but blush on her face, she felt like a deer racing in her heart, and she became a little shy, thinking that Cui Yingying behind her would notice at any time, so she quickly pulled her hands away.

The piano boy smiled, let go of the matchmaker's hand, raised his chopsticks, and ate hungrily. The way he ate reminded the matchmaker of herself when she was a child. She had also forgotten to eat because she was in a hurry. She knew the feeling of hunger very well.

Watching Qintong eating, the matchmaker's eyes gradually turned red. She quickly turned her back to prevent Cui Yingying from noticing her tears. She thought to herself: "Brother, I don't know who can take good care of you in the future."

"Thank you madam for the reward. I will eat here. Please write a letter quickly, madam. Lang Jun asked the villain to ask madam for a reply. This is an urgent matter!" Qintong said while eating.

Cui Yingying nodded, finally put down Zhang Gong's letter and said, "Matchmaker, bring me the pen and inkstone."

The matchmaker brought a pen and inkstone. Cui Yingying had thousands of words in her heart, and she wrote them all in one wave. She raised her head and said to the piano boy: "The book has already been written. There is nothing to express my feelings. I only have this sweatshirt, a belly wrap, a pair of socks, a Yao Qin, A hosta and a bamboo pen. Qin boy, you have to take care of it."

Then he said to the matchmaker: "Matchmaker, take ten taels of silver and I will help the piano boy to pay for his return to the capital city of Chang'an."

Qintong was overjoyed and thought: "Great, with ten taels of silver, I don't have to sleep in the wilderness. However, this is not for me to stay in a hotel, but for these piles of undershirts, belly wraps, socks, and Yao Qin, hosta, and mottled bamboo pipe and pen live in the hotel."

The matchmaker wondered: "When my brother-in-law gets an official position, don't he have these things? Why should he send them to him?"

"You don't know." Cui Yingying shook her head and said patiently: "This sweatshirt, if he lies down to rest with his clothes on, it will be like sleeping with me. As long as you are close to his body, you will not think of me. Tender affection.”

The matchmaker asked deliberately: "Then what are you going to do with this belly wrap?"

"Don't ever leave his side, stay by his side, and keep it firmly in his heart." Cui Yingying said dreamily, raising her head and looking into the distance, as if she could see Zhang Gong.

The matchmaker continued to ask: "Then what do these socks mean?"

"Restraining his movements prevents him from walking around at will." Cui Yingying retracted her gaze and said a little shyly.

The matchmaker pointed to the Yao Qin and asked, "He already has this Qin there, so what if he just takes it away?"

"I wrote a five-character poem that day and followed closely, and later we became spouses because of the lyre. How could he ignore the meaning of the poem, while I was afraid that I would become unfamiliar with the techniques on the string." Cui Yingying said.

The matchmaker picked up the hosta and said, "What's your idea about this hosta?"

"I have to have a reason. Now that he has achieved great fame, I'm afraid that he will abandon me and leave me behind." Cui Yingying said.

The matchmaker looked at the gift and said, "What do you want with this mottled bamboo tube?"

"In the autumn on both sides of the Xiangjiang River, Emperor E was worried about Yu Shun that day, and today Yingying is worried about Jun Rui. The bamboos under the Jiuyi Mountain are all fragrant, and the sleeves of Luo's shirt are all soaked with tears." Cui Yingying said sadly. "It seems that these tear stains are still there, and the eternal love is as sad. Tears are exchanged, and resentment is hard to bear. I told the bachelor the reason, but we must never forget the past!"

Cui Yingying turned to Qin Tong and said, "Qin Tong, pack these things."

"Okay, I know." Qintong nodded.

Cui Yingying warned again: "When you sleep in a hotel every night, don't use your baggage as a pillow, for fear that it will be greasy and stained and difficult to clean. If it gets wet from water or rain, don't wring it out directly. I'm afraid that it won't be able to be ironed out when it's dry. You You have to collect them carefully one by one."

Qin Tong responded and thought: "Haha, I'm going to go out, so I will try my best to help you to the end."

Cui Yingying couldn't help but think in her heart: "The letter sent by Hongyan has been repaired at this time. Will the love between people be put to rest sooner or later? Looking at Chang'an City at the end of the sky, I can only lean on the west tower and miss endlessly.' No one can be seen, the water is empty flow.'"

Thinking of this, tears couldn't help but fall down again.

Qintong finished his meal in two mouthfuls and said, "I say goodbye, little man, and we'll set off now."

"Qintong, when you see the official, say it." Cui Yingying looked at Qintong and said hesitantly.

Qintong responded: "Yeah, okay, but what do you say?"

"He was worried about me, but here I am losing weight because of him. Before leaving, he sipped his clever tongue and pointed out that the return date was September [-]th. Unknowingly, it was past the spring time. Now, I regret teaching my husband and son-in-law to seek the title of Marquis."

Qintong smiled and said: "I remember what Madam said. I got Madam's reply, and now I'm going back to my house at night to talk to my husband!"

"Okay, then go quickly!" Cui Yingying said.

Then he turned to the matchmaker and said, "Matchmaker, give the piano boy a ride for me."

The matchmaker was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, no, yes, little lady. I'll go and see the piano boy off!"