The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

Zhang Sheng and Qintong hurried to the Dharma Hall, their hearts filled with tension and anticipation. As soon as they reached the door of the Dharma Hall, they were startled by the scene in front of them. The hall was filled with people, and the voices gathered into a chaotic noise.

Zhang Sheng frowned, and Qin Tong looked at the scene in front of him with confusion. Many people gathered at the door of the Dharma Hall. Many monks and laypeople crowded together, trying to peek into the Dharma Hall through the cracks in the door. Due to the large number of people, they didn't even have room to get in or out, so they had to stand outside with anxious and confused faces.

Zhang Sheng glanced at Qintong, and the two of them understood the current situation at the same time. The Dharma Hall was obviously overcrowded and it was almost impossible to squeeze in. They had no choice but to stop in the corridor outside the Dharma Hall and look helplessly into the Dharma Hall.

The atmosphere outside the Dharma Hall was equally tense. People's eyes were focused on the Dharma Hall, trying to find a glimmer of hope in the voices coming from inside. Their expressions were different, some were solemn, some were frowning, and some were calm.

Zhang Sheng frowned slightly. He felt that the emotions inside and outside the hall were so suppressed that they seemed to freeze. He turned his eyes to Qintong and said softly: "It seems that there are no more vacancies in the Dharma Hall now, and we can't squeeze in for the time being."

Qintong nodded. He also felt the crowding and tension inside and outside the hall. He whispered: "Lang Jun, what should we do? The current situation is not good."

Zhang Sheng smiled slightly, still looking very calm: "Zong Dan, don't be anxious. Although we can't squeeze into the Dharma Hall, we can still listen outside, and maybe we can hear some useful information."

Qintong nodded, he also felt that what Zhang Sheng said made sense. Although they cannot directly participate in the discussions in the Dharma Hall, they can at least learn something about it by listening. The two of them listened intently, trying to discern some key information from the sounds coming from the hall.

The sounds in the Dharma Hall came and went, intertwining into a complex cacophony.

In the corridor outside the Dharma hall, people's eyes sometimes look into the Dharma hall, and sometimes they look at the surrounding environment. They are all waiting for a glimmer of hope, hoping to find a solution to the predicament through everyone's deliberations.

Zhang Sheng and Qintong also stood quietly, trying to grab some useful clues from this situation. Although they did not participate, their inner anxiety and tension still did not lessen.

The surrounding monks and laypeople were talking a lot, and Zhang Sheng and Qintong gradually pieced together the whole story. It turned out to be a nearby bandit, whose surname was Sun, whose name was Biao, and whose courtesy name was Feihu. The current situation was turbulent. Due to the incompetence of the general Ding Wenya, Sun Biao led 5000 troops to station at Heqiao and arbitrarily plundered the property of kind people.

Recently, news came that Yingying, the daughter of Cui Jue of the Prime Minister's Kingdom, has an outstanding appearance, with green eyebrows, an air of vitality in her steps, and a face like a lotus. She is as beautiful as the beauty of the country and has the face of Xi Shi and Diao Chan. And she now lives in Pujiu Temple in Hezhong Prefecture.

Sun Biao was worried in his heart: In the current troubled times, the generals are wise enough to protect themselves, so why should I keep an honest heart? Therefore, Sun Biao decided to mobilize his troops and ordered the three armies to prepare for a night attack on Hezhong Mansion. Determined to realize his inner wish: to snatch Yingying to become his wife. This wish has become an obsession in his life, and he decided to take action without hesitation.

After hearing this, Qintong was shocked and thought in his mind: "It would be fine if they were just ordinary thieves and bandits, just robbing property. But now Sun Biao is here for Cui Yingying. If he succeeds, what does Cui Yingying have to do with me?" Zhang Junrui is also anxious if he is in a hurry, but the matchmaker must accompany her master and fall into the hands of thieves, which is absolutely unacceptable!"

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Zhang Sheng beside him.

However, I saw that Zhang Sheng had a calm demeanor and was not in a hurry. Instead, he was jostling and squeezing into the Dharma Hall, constantly looking around. He just wanted to see Yingying from a distance and feel at ease.

Qintong was stunned and thought: "Huh? Where is the one who promised to love the female Bodhisattva? Why is it so indifferent? This is strange!"

But in the Dharma hall, Elder Farben looked solemn and said to Mrs. Cui Xiangguo: "Madam, the situation is urgent. Sun Feihu led five thousand thieves to surround the entrance of the temple. They were beating gongs and drums, shouting and shouting. Waving flags. As far as I know, their purpose is to snatch Miss Yingying as a wife! I can't just sit back and watch now. I must inform Madam immediately so that we can make countermeasures." Farben's face was solemn and his tone was firm. Revealing his serious understanding of the current situation.

Mrs. Cui Xiangguo looked at Yingying with concern and asked, "Yingying, what should you do now?" She frowned slightly and locked her eyes tightly on her daughter. Her demeanor expressed a mother's deep concern and care.

Cui Yingying had heard that bandits were besieging the temple in the west chamber before, but she didn't take it seriously. She thought it was just an ordinary bandit robbery. As for robbing her as his wife, she didn't take it seriously. I thought that the Cui family was a noble family, so how could they be intimidated by little bandits, so telling my mother that I would marry a bandit was just a child's temperament, and he was just deliberately rebellious.

But now when I arrived at the Dharma Hall and saw the monks and lay people, they were all panic-stricken. After listening to what everyone said, I realized that what they said was true. This Sun Feihu was a powerful gangster, and he would definitely not let go of the Cui family just because it was a noble family. Maybe he would It is even more rampant. After all, the gentry has blocked the advancement of ordinary people and has long been the target of public criticism.

Cui Yingying heard the monks and lay people talking in the Dharma Hall that Sun Feihu wanted to steal her as his wife, and then she felt panicked. She couldn't help but tremble all over, and a strong fear surged in her heart. Her eyes instantly became blank and helpless, as if all sense of security had been taken away. She held the corners of her clothes tightly, digging her nails into the soft fabric, as if this could stabilize her emotions.

Her eyes were erratic, as if she was lost and helpless for a moment. She had never faced such a dangerous and terrifying situation, and the fear in her heart was like an uncontrollable torrent, overwhelming her. Her lips trembled slightly, but she tried to restrain herself from losing her composure.

Cui Yingying's body trembled slightly, as if the cold wind was biting her bones, her heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and her throat seemed to be blocked, unable to make a sound. She felt as if she had fallen into an inescapable trap, and the whole world had become strange and dangerous.

At the same time, her mind raced with various possible scenarios, and she feared that she would be taken away, forced to marry a complete stranger to her, and lose her freedom and security. She didn't know who Sun Feihu was, but she could feel the dangerous aura emanating from him, which filled her heart with despair.

Seeing this, the matchmaker couldn't help but approach Yingying and gently held her hand, conveying a touch of warmth and comfort. She knew how scared Yingying felt in her heart at this moment. As a slave, although she could not change the situation, she could support her spiritually.

Cui Yingying felt the matchmaker's comfort and turned to look at her, tears flashing in her eyes. She knew that the matchmaker was doing it for her own good, but the fear and helplessness in her heart now was too strong. Her lips moved slightly, and finally she couldn't help but speak: "Matchmaker, what should I do? This, this Sun Feihu, he is coming to rob me..."