The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

Zhang Gong turned to look at Cui Yingying, and saw that Cui Yingying frowned slightly, her face was unkind, and there seemed to be anger between her eyebrows. He knew in his heart that Cui Yingying did not want the matchmaker to marry him.

He thought to himself: "Yingying is a smart and sensitive woman. She is always wary of the matchmaker's beauty and understanding. She is worried that she will become a hidden danger between Yingying and me."

Zhang Gong withdrew his gaze and decided to go with the flow. He looked at the matchmaker and said, "Since the lady has said it, matchmaker, you should listen to the young lady. As a slave, how can you disobey your master?"

Zhang Gong's words made Cui Yingying's face soften a little. She thought to herself: "This Zhang Gong is quite sensible and did not ruin my pleasure for a slave."

The matchmaker was greatly disappointed when she heard Zhang Gong's words, but she felt that this might not be an unchangeable fact. She couldn't help but take a step forward, thinking in her heart: "I'll beg them again, just once, just once!"

The matchmaker said: "Sister! Brother-in-law! I'm just a slave. Even if I get married, I'm still a slave. I just want to serve my sister?"

Cui Yingying looked at the matchmaker, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes. Seeing that the matchmaker refused to listen to her arrangements and repeatedly asked for a dowry, she couldn't help but lose her patience.

"You are just a cheap servant, what qualifications do you have to marry me?" Cui Yingying said angrily.

The matchmaker's face turned pale and she lowered her head and said nothing. She knew in her heart that her status was low and she could not compete with Cui Yingying.

"Don't think that I don't know your thoughts," Cui Yingying continued, "You just want to be my husband's concubine, hum! You have been played by countless people, and my husband must not get dirty!"

The matchmaker was shocked. She knew that although Cui Yingying's words were unpleasant, they were true. She has been played by many people in the past, but now she wants to become Cui Yingying's dowry. This is undoubtedly a provocation to Cui Yingying.

"Little madam, I know I was wrong." The matchmaker lowered her head and said, "I shouldn't have any wrong thoughts. Please forgive me, madam."

Cui Yingying looked at the matchmaker, a trace of pride flashed in her eyes. She knew that her words had deeply hurt the matchmaker's heart and made her give up the idea of ​​a dowry completely.

"Hmph! A lowly servant like you should know your identity." Cui Yingying said coldly, "Don't have any inappropriate thoughts in the future, otherwise I will let you know the consequences!"

The matchmaker's heart trembled, she knew she could no longer compete with Cui Yingying.

The matchmaker felt miserable in her heart, thinking that there was no way she could get rid of her slavery. It would be even more painful than death. She became angry and said loudly to Cui Yingying: "What the little lady said is absolutely true! I, the matchmaker, was being played by others, and that was because I was just You are a humble slave, I can't resist. Unlike you, little madam, as a lady from a famous family, you also do things that mess with the boudoir. But, little madam, you are voluntary, and I, the matchmaker, am forced to do this. Just because you are the master and I am just a slave."

Cui Yingying was furious after hearing this. She would never allow anyone to reveal her secret, and she must stop the matchmaker from saying more things that are not good for her.

"Why are you still standing there? Pull the matchmaker out quickly and kill her with a cane!" Cui Yingying shouted angrily.

The servants were stunned. They didn't expect Cui Yingying to be so cruel. But Cui Yingying is their master, and they dare not disobey her orders.

The matchmaker was pulled out, knowing that she was about to face death. But she had no fear, only grief, anger and helplessness. She knew that she was just a humble slave and could not compete with Cui Yingying.

Several servants pulled the matchmaker to the open space in the west wing, threw her face down to the ground, and held down the matchmaker's hands and feet. Although the matchmaker struggled hard, she was unable to break away due to the overwhelming number of people on her side.

The two slaves stood still, one on the left and the other on the right, holding up the family's torture staff. It was a thick wooden staff, heavy and exuding a cold breath. They aimed at the matchmaker's back, preparing to hit hard.

Suddenly, there was a huge earthquake in the hands of the two men. They could not hold it, and the torture stick flew out of the air and fell far away.

Everyone took a closer look, but it was Qin Tong who arrived in time. He instantly appeared at the place where the torture stick fell, and knocked the torture stick away with one palm. Everyone was stunned by Qintong's sudden appearance.

"What are you doing?" Qintong helped the matchmaker up and said coldly, "The matchmaker is the number one scholar in my family and the future concubine of the new Hezhong Prefecture Yin. How dare you torture her?"

Several slaves looked at each other. They didn't expect Qintong to suddenly appear, let alone that he would have such powerful martial arts.

"Qin boy, don't meddle in other people's business." Cui Yingying came out, "The matchmaker is the slave I want to deal with and it has nothing to do with you."

"Cui Yingying, don't bully others too much." Qintong shouted angrily, "Do you think I don't know what you are doing? You are seeking pleasure for yourself and do not follow the rules of women at all. You use marriage as a bargaining chip and only want to consolidate it. The power of your Cui family noble clan."

As he said that, he held the matchmaker behind him and blocked her with his own body.

Cui Yingying's face changed. She didn't expect Qintong to expose her true face so bluntly. She was so angry that she kept saying: "You! You! You bitch slave!"

Zhang Gong appeared behind Cui Yingying, with an angry look on his face, and shouted in a deep voice: "You bitch slave! Are you going to rebel? What kind of future concubine? This cheap maid disobeys her master and deserves to die!"

"Yes, you dog slave, don't talk nonsense." Mrs. Cui Xiangguo came over, "We don't need you, a dog slave, to interfere in the affairs of our Cui family."

Mrs. Cui Xiangguo is so shrewd. When she heard the quarrel and saw her daughter being extremely angry, she knew that what the matchmaker said was true.

Thinking of the clues from before, he realized that Cui Yingying must have done something scandalous that he didn't want Zhang Gong to know about, so he had to kill the matchmaker to avoid further complications.

Now that she is married to the number one scholar, she must not spoil the big deal, so she glares at the matchmaker and the piano boy.

"Although I am an outsider, I also know right from wrong." Qintong said, "You have done such immoral things, are you still afraid of what others will say?"

Zhang Gong was furious. He had finally climbed onto the high branch of the Cui family tree, how could he be disturbed by the piano boy? He walked a few steps forward, ran to the piano boy, waved his folding fan, and swiped at the piano boy mindlessly.

The piano boy stretched out his hand and snatched Zhang Gong's folding fan. He folded his hands into two pieces and threw them at Zhang Gong's feet. He shouted: "Zhang Gong! You have whipped and beaten me since I was a child. Today, it should be over!" "

Zhang Gong's folding fan was taken away and he suffered a huge loss of face. He staggered back a few steps, his face gloomy, and his heart was tangled.

He thought to himself: "I got the position of No. [-] Scholar through this dog slave taking the exam, building relationships at home, and Du Que's management. If this dog slave leaks out in the future, my reputation will be ruined."

Then he thought: "If my wife finds out about my previous pursuit of flowers and willows, and a quarrel breaks out, and the Cui family and the noble clan no longer support me, the consequences will be disastrous."

So, Zhang Gong frowned and thought: "No matter what today, we must ensure the death of the piano boy and the matchmaker!"

It's just that I have just arrived in Hezhong Mansion, I haven't taken office yet, and I don't have anyone around me. Suddenly he looked around in confusion.

At this time, Du Que hurried over with a group of soldiers. He was wearing battle armor and looked majestic. Seeing this scene, he frowned and walked to Zhang Gong.

"Brother-in-law, what's wrong with you?" Du Que asked.

When Zhang Gong saw Du Que, he seemed to have seen a savior. He said anxiously: "Brother Du, you are here! These two slaves disobey their master, please help me capture them and execute them!"

Du Que glanced at Qintong and Matchmaker, then at Zhang Gong. He said calmly: "Don't worry, let me handle it."

He stepped forward and said coldly to Qin Tong: "When you accompanied your master in Chang'an City, did you ever enter the palace?"

Zhang Gong was anxious and just wanted to take down the piano boy quickly, so he hurriedly said: "Well, on the day I was the top scholar in high school, the saint entertained me for a banquet, and this dog slave accompanied me to the palace."

Seeing that there was no way to escape, Qintong said proudly: "Humph, so what?"

"Then let me ask you, did you take anything belonging to the saint from the palace?" Du Que stared at Qintong and asked.

Qin Tong secretly thought: "Does this Du Que know something? But this Chixiao Sword is a family heirloom of my family. How can it be something belonging to a dog emperor?"

So he shook his head indifferently and said: "What dog emperor stuff? I don't have any!"

Everyone was shocked. This kid actually talked about the saint like this. Isn't this looking for death?

Du Que frowned and asked again: "Then where did you go after you left the capital city of Chang'an?"

"Where, isn't it here?" Qin Tong said calmly: "I sent a letter for the No. [-] Scholar to tell everyone that he has become the No. [-] Scholar in high school based on his true ability!"

Zhang Gong was furious when he heard the mockery in Qintong's tone and said angrily: "You bitch slave! What did you do behind my back?"

Du Que's eyes were full of cold light, "Are you afraid that you took a detour along the way?"

"A detour? Where can I go?" Qintong chuckled.

Du Que took a step forward and said coldly: "Weizhou!"