The one who spoke was Qufu Confucian who was sitting next to Song Manqiu, looking in his early twenties, and he looked quite handsome, but there was a hint of a funny smile on that handsome face.

Bu Anxin said that this person was probably very familiar with the Jiang brothers, so he came to vent his anger to those two.

"The daughter of the Yu family?" he smiled contemptuously, and snorted softly without raising his head, "Do you miss her very much?"

The Confucian was dumbfounded for a while, he didn't expect him to answer so unreasonably, and said secretly: "Obviously, you have entered the Yu family, why should I worry?"

So he smiled faintly and said, "I don't know what the step boy is planning month by month, what do you think?"

Bu An glanced up at the man, and also happened to see Song Manqiu. I saw Miss Song looking at her fellow senior brother coldly, her face was really like frost, and she felt more and more in her heart that she was in Qufu Academy, maybe she was really a cold-faced beauty.

"Month-by-month plan?" Bu An smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass and took a slow sip: "So you guys are talking about the month-by-month plan?"

"Didn't you hear what we were saying?" asked the female disciple of Qufu Academy with a smile.

Bu An put down the wine glass again and said with a smile: "I thought you were trying to memorize the classics." I memorized it well, word for word. ”

As soon as the words fell, Song Shijin turned his head and deliberately didn't look at everyone's eyes - Bu'an's ability to offend people, he had already learned it several times, and even he couldn't reach it.

A hint of sadness flashed on the female disciple's face, but she tried to maintain a smile.

And the Confucian student of Qufu on Song Manqiu's side was a little impatient, and said with a light smile: "The first sage wrote a book and said, my generation uses it, why not?"

"Has Master seen the Evil Moon?" Bu An glanced at him.

"Dare to ask why there was no evil moon when the master was alive?" Obviously, she belongs to the retreat faction, thinking that the evil moon is coming, and there is something wrong in the world.

Bu An shook his head slightly, and said in his heart that this girl's ability to change concepts is not small, but if she was not careful, she dug a big hole for herself.

At the moment, he sneered: "When the violent Qin was in power, there was no evil moon; in the last years of Li Tang, the world was in chaos, the people were eaten by their children, and there was no evil moon in the sky...... Isn't the girl thinking that today's Liang world is not as good as that?"

The female disciple was speechless for a while, and the fellow disciple beside her asked again: "So, does Bu Gongzi have a unique opinion?"

"Maybe you'll play the piano to the cow," Bu An shook his head when he saw a huqin beside the man, "but I won't." ”

Speaking of which, he felt that the effect of scolding people today was almost over, and it was time for them to get used to the style of walking away if they disagreed.

So in front of everyone's angry eyes, he got up and walked out.

When I walked outside the villa, I happened to see Guangnian.

The little monk sat on a stone bench, still dressed as a small servant, but he didn't have the jump off of the past, his face was lonely, and his heart was heavy.

Bu An thought on his heels, and could guess what had happened to him.

As a small servant, following behind Kong Ling, he will inevitably be driven out by her fellow Qufu and cold-eyed. Poor Guangnian's true identity is even more embarrassing than a small guy.

He walked up to Guang Nian and stood for a while, wanting to ridicule him as before, but he was really a little unbearable, sighed, pointed to the hair on his head and said, "Now you know, why is this called Three Thousand Troubles, right?"

Guangnian glanced at him and didn't speak.

"Go back to Kaiyuan Temple, you and that little girl are not a good match at all, I just talked casually at the time, teasing you. Bu An persuaded.

Guang Nian glanced at him again, and then suddenly asked, "Do you have a way to make me an official?"

"You're obsessed, go back now, maybe you can still be saved. Bu An sighed: "Otherwise, you will fail your fate magic power in vain." ”

Guang Nian hesitated, lowered his head and whispered, "I don't want to know what other people are thinking, I just want to know what she is thinking." ”

"Don't worry, no matter how deep the obsession is, it won't take time, go back now, in a few years, maybe you won't even forget what she is like. Bu An felt that he had already pitted Kaiyuan Temple once in the abbot of Puci, and he really didn't want to create any more evil and harm the little monk in front of him.

"Do you know why I keep following you?" Guang Nian suddenly asked.

Bu An naturally couldn't answer.

"It was the abbot who said that I have a relationship with you, and sooner or later I will follow you down the mountain. Guang Nian smiled and said: "At first, I thought that the head abbot was wrong again, but now I believe it." ”

Bu An was a little shocked when he heard this, and said after a moment's silence: "Her surname is Kong, do you know what this means?"

Guangnian shook his head.

"You have to be a great official. Bu An said in a deep voice: "And you are only thirteen or fourteen years old now, and by that day, she may have already married." ”

"Aren't you only sixteen or seventeen?" Guang Nian asked.

"So I'm not a big official. "Bu'an Road.

"But Miss Song always follows you. ”

Bu An felt that this little monk was thinking a little simple, but he also felt that maybe he was right, and some things were not so complicated.

“...... Okay, I'll give it a try. Bu Anxin said that it should be regarded as a favor for the abbot of Puci, and he was bored, so he also found a stone bench next to Guangnian and sat down, chatting with him while waiting for Song Shijin to come out.

Soon, sure enough, someone came out of the villa, but it was the Confucian who was by Song Manqiu's side before.

The man walked straight towards Bu An, and when he walked to him, he said coldly: "Bu Zhidao, even if it is for the sake of Senior Sister Manqiu's honor, you should stay away from her." ”

Bu An smiled, and secretly looked away this time, it turned out that this person was not angry for the Jiang brothers, but regarded himself as a rival in love.

"Who are you?" he asked with a sneer, adding in his heart: What qualifications do you have to say this?

"I'm her...... I'm her brother. "That person is standing very tall, looking at a talent, probably in Qufu Academy, and he is also the number one person among the young generation.

"Are you a Confucian?" asked Bu'an.

The Confucian looked a little impatient, as if he wanted to say, why do you knowingly ask.

"Miss Song Manqiu and I, gentlemen's friends, bright and fair, passers-by don't feel anything, as her fellow disciple, you actually thought crookedly first, don't you feel ashamed?" Bu An got up and patted the dust on the hem of his clothes: "What you have in your head, if you have such dirty ideas, how can you learn to be good at Confucianism?"

"You ......"

"What am I?" Bu An looked at him, spread his hands and said: "Why doesn't Miss Song's brother and father think that there is anything wrong with this, and the teacher doesn't think so, but only you want to be crooked? This shows that you are not suitable for learning Confucianism at all, listen to me, change the court earlier! Don't waste the years and live up to the time." ”

Where did the Confucian Sheng say Bu'an, blushed, snorted coldly, and finally threw away his sleeves

Bu An looked at his back and secretly said idiot.

The little monk Guangnian stared at him with a puzzled expression: "Why did that person let you stay away from Miss Song? You are not a monk." ”

"I'm not a monk, but I'm worse than a monk. Bu An rolled his eyes, and said in his heart that you don't want to be a monk anymore, you can still be vulgar, who should I reason with?

“...... You're not that annoying. Guang Nian suddenly said this for no reason.