"Yawn, it's so boring." The fat boy was lying in a room in a monastery, rolling around on the bed. At first he could follow Wu Yue to track down, but later thought that this kind of mess was too boring. I went to sleep in a meditation room. At this time, I saw Wu Yue coming back and asked: "What happened? Did you find something?"
"No." Wu Yue frowned: "It's the same as the scene in "The Story of Yingying", it's no different. I don't know what it means?"
The fat boy turned over and continued to sleep.
However, the next day, he regretted it.
"What's the matter with you? Wu Yue, you just made a serious mistake, a serious mistake!" The fat boy jumped up with anger: "Asshole, it's such an asshole, Wu Yue, I know you for nothing!"
Wu Yue looked at the fat boy with a cold face.
"You, you, you..." The fat young man pointed his finger at Wu Yue and said several times, and finally sat down in frustration, crying with a sad face: "It's so easy to get fucked once, but you didn't tell me, you...really..."
"What's the point of this?" Wu Yue said, "This is people's privacy."
"What privacy did the ancient people have."
"Ancient people are also humans."
"you… "
The fat boy was about to speak when he suddenly saw Wu Yue standing up, walking to the table, and staring at the hourglass on the table.
Like the wall clocks of the previous world, this is their iconic object in this world.
"What are you doing?" The fat boy came over and asked in surprise.
Wu Yue didn't answer, but suddenly picked up the hourglass, shook it, and turned it over.
"Om"
The world is shaking.
"What are you doing?" The fat boy became more puzzled, but he quickly understood—
The passing of the hourglass is obviously going faster, which means that the time in this world is passing very fast.
Sure enough, waiting for Wu Yue and the others to find the Matchmaker, it was already Zhang Sheng's departure for the exam and Cui Yingying's farewell day.
"How boring you are." The fat boy was expecting that he could watch a few games, but he didn't expect to be omitted by Wu Yue. At this time, he wanted to stop Wu Yue.
Wu Yue said with a cold face: "We are here to find clues, not to see the sex. If you want to see it, go out and face the computer."
The fat boy pouted and stopped speaking.
Outside the Changting Pavilion, beside the ancient road, holding his hands and looking at tears, Zhang Sheng was reluctant to give up, and Zhang Sheng only made a wish: "When I get a Jinshi, I will come back and marry you. Don't worry."
Cui Yingying nodded while crying.
The matchmaker stood aside and watched. When Zhang Sheng left the door and said goodbye to the others, she caught up with her and stretched out her hand again: "Zhang Xianggong, give our lady an object to think about. Be unique, not vulgar."
When Zhang Sheng heard this, he felt that he should. After thinking about it, he took out a jade pull from his pocket and said, "My mother gave it to me, and said it was for my future wife. You gave it to your family for me. Miss, let her wait for my triumphant return."
Seeing that the finger is very precious, the matchmaker happily agreed, seeing that Zhang Sheng hadn't lied.
…
"Hey, Wu Yue, I remember... Isn't this Cui Yingying not with Zhang Sheng? Still together? Forgot." The fat boy returned to the monastery and suddenly said.
"The two of them got together in "The Story of the West Chamber" adapted by later generations, but they broke up in "The Story of Yingying" which is closer to the real situation." Wu Yue sat in front of the hourglass, flipping the hourglass repeatedly.
The plot development is too slow, it's all irrelevant scenes, and he is a little impatient. Just flipping, flipping, and suddenly, unable to flip.
"Let's go." Wu Yue stood up and said: "It should be some scenes that will not pass. Let's go and see."
When the fat boy heard this, he was also very curious. He hurriedly followed Wu Yue out. After a few laps, he saw Wu Yue entering the main hall of the Cui family house.
Mrs. Cui is trying the matchmaker.
The matchmaker knelt on the ground, and the women next to her were holding clubs.
"Say, what's going on?" Mrs. Cui's eyebrows were drooped, almost furious: "No more explanations, break the legs of Little Hoof!"
The matchmaker replied tremblingly: "Madam, don't worry, it is Zhang Sheng who fell in love with the young lady at first sight. She has only met several times. It's really nothing. The slave and maid dare not lie."
"Nonsense, that Yingying's Yuanhong is gone, how do you get married? You little girl didn't do a good job, come on—"
"Madam!" Seeing that Mrs. Cui was going to be true, the matchmaker hurriedly shouted: "Madam, if Zhang is the number one winner, come back to marry the young lady, then, then..."
Madam Cui was startled when she heard this.
If Zhang Sheng really won the champion...
It’s actually a good deal...
Thinking like this, he was in deep thought.
"Madam, if you really won the champion, the lady is the lady of the champion, wouldn't it be more cost-effective than the others? Your old mystery case is also a little glorious." The matchmaker is a person who knows how to look at her face, and when she sees Madam Cui's intention, she adds.
Madam Cui snorted, but didn't say anything anymore.
…
"What do you think Ah Hong is thinking?" After the fat boy came back, he became more and more impatient: "It's almost, yawn, so boring, boring."
Wu Yue didn't speak, sitting in front of the hourglass, thinking about something. After a while, he said: "A Hong may want to express the relationship between the matchmaker and Yingying, just like the relationship between her and Cui Cui."
"Oh." The fat boy raised his eyebrows: "So what?"
"I don't know, keep watching." Wu Yue said nonsense.
Hongniang’s prediction of the future was half right, because Zhang Sheng was indeed a Jinshi and came back, but she did not say that she wanted to marry Cui Yingying. It was Mrs. Cui. Because Zhang Shengzhong was a Jinshi, she was very enthusiastic about Zhang Sheng. Besides, it seemed that he wanted Zhang Sheng to marry Cui Yingying—even if it was a concubine.
However, Zhang Sheng didn't seem to have this meaning. He treated Cui Yingying with the same enthusiasm as before, but never mentioned the wedding.
Cui Yingying felt like a bucket of water had fallen in her heart, but she didn't dare to ask. The two of them pretended to retell their old relationship with enthusiasm. Finally, when the day came, Zhang Sheng was going to bid farewell again. Cui Yingying knew that there was no play. Up.
"Let me play a piece with Zhang Lang." Cui Yingying felt this time, instead of crying, there was only a deadly peace in her heart, sitting beside the strings and playing a piece of ""
Zhang Sheng burst into tears, but he still wanted to leave, still not talking about the wedding.
But the matchmaker quit, and finally chased Zhang Sheng and asked, "When will the grandfather marry my lady?"
Now that Zhang Sheng has an identity, he is reluctant to call the matchmaker sister, but changed his slogan to "Xiaohong."
"Little red." He sighed helplessly, and said something inexplicable: "People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves."
The matchmaker listened deeply and mysteriously, but didn't bother to understand it. She only knew that this was a pimp that she had pulled, and she couldn't just stop it-the Langjun she chose for the young lady, and then what was the result? how can? "
"Don't forget that finger." The matchmaker threw out the killer mine.
Zhang Sheng's face changed as expected, and he stretched out his hand and said, "Xiaohong, I have forgotten about it, so please return it to me."
"Scared." The matchmaker rolled her eyes: "If you want to be beautiful, unless you marry my lady."
After Zhang Sheng was awarded a Jinshi, he had a good temper. Hearing these words, his face was awkward, and he flicked his sleeves, and he walked away.
Seeing him like this, the matchmaker suddenly felt a little desperate, because she felt that the relationship between Miss and Zhang Sheng was really over.
Is it finished
She was not reconciled, absolutely not reconciled, she let the young lady fall into this situation, anyway, she must find a way to rescue her!
Soon, news of Zhang Sheng's marriage agreement came. It was the daughter of the real prime minister. The matchmaker clenched her fingers and decided to work hard again.
"Miss, I'll go to Zhang's Xianggong."
Soon after Zhang Sheng left, the matchmaker said to Cui Yingying.
Cui Yingying was already sick in bed because of her injury. She kept her eyes closed dizzyly. At this moment, she opened her eyes in surprise, her crystal clear eyes staring at the matchmaker, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.
"I'm going to find him." The matchmaker smiled bitterly, clutching her fingers and pressing hard, as if she was about to embed this thing in her own flesh and punish her for her mistakes.
Cui Yingying closed her eyes, a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "It's useless."
"Don't worry about this young lady, you can't make him feel better anyway." The matchmaker raised her eyebrows, clenched her fingers, and said sinkingly:'But this requires the help of the young lady. I am a girl who can't leave the house. You have to send me. Going out to do something is the kind of thing that you have to stay outside for days. "
Cui Yingying didn't answer, her face was motionless, as if her heart was ashamed.
"Miss—" The matchmaker took a step forward: "No matter what, he must have a result, right?"
"it is good."
Cui Yingying opened her eyes.
The next day, Cui Yingying said to Mrs. Cui who came to see the doctor: "Mother, what happened at the beginning was the matchmaker's instigation. Now my daughter has sincerely regretted it, and I don’t want those seven or eighty-seven ones anymore, but the matchmaker is in front of me. Not bad, so just send her away."
At the beginning, Hongniang vowed that Zhang Sheng would definitely be the champion. After winning the champion, she came back to marry Yingying. Madam Cui was waiting for this. Who knew Zhang Sheng had come but left again. She was full of anger and couldn't vent her. Hearing this, he slapped his arms and scolded: "Come on, drag this matchmaker out for me—"
"Mother." Cui Yingying hurriedly grasped Mrs. Cui's hand; "The matchmaker grew up with me, and the love is not unusual. She is also for my own good. You must not hurt her, just send her away from here, please You're here." As she said, tears fell. Because of Zhang Sheng's affairs in the past few days, she had already lost weight to a bone, and she shed tears at this time, and she became more and more emaciated.
Madam Cui couldn't bear it, so she had to tell her mother-in-law: "Just beat out this little hoof."
The women agreed and urged the matchmaker to get off, because it was not in her own residence, but in the temple meditation house. It was not easy to find someone to fight out, so she had to leave as soon as possible.
In this way, the matchmaker packed up her things and went out, and then stood on the corner of the street and waited. After a while, a little girl next to Cui Yingying called Lianzhu out, turned around and found the matchmaker, and stomped her feet: "Sister, I have found you. "Speaking, handed the box Cui Yingying had given her to the matchmaker.
The matchmaker accepted it hurriedly, and only said, "Let me rest assured, I will definitely ask for an explanation."
Lianzhu didn't know what she meant, but didn't dare to delay. He waved his hand to the matchmaker and said, "Sister, easy to go." After finishing speaking, he slipped away with her skirt.
The matchmaker held the box, opened it, and saw a box of silver shining inside, tears left, knowing that the master still remembered her, and she rewarded her for doing this.
It is because of this that it strengthened the matchmaker's heart-I must ask for an explanation! The matchmaker swears to the clear sky.