Kong Ling obviously made a pun, and seemed to really laugh at Bu'an's greed for practice, but he was not good at everything, but secretly he was "warning" him not to be half-hearted.

Bu An just accepted a piece of clothing from a girl, and he didn't take the initiative to provoke flowers and grass, so he had a clear conscience, so he didn't bother to explain.

In fact, since he made up his mind, he has lost his consciousness of being a son-in-law, and it is not uncommon for a scholar to have three wives and four concubines in these years. But in his opinion, whether it is the heart of the Qingshan girl or Song Manqiu's identity, it is impossible to be willing to be small.

Since it's impossible, why bother yourself.

"Miss Song's bow is really extraordinary. Bu An smiled very freely and said calmly: "I usually practice archery with a white wooden soft bow, and it only takes one finger to open it full." ”

"Practicing archery like you is just making people laugh, it's better not to practice. Kong Ling sneered.

When this little girl protected Song Manqiu everywhere, she escaped from a sister's control, Bu An saw it in her eyes, and she just thought it was funny, but she laughed at her hard work in archery, but she was a little unhappy.

At the moment, he raised his head to look at the sky, put on a look of what you know, and said leisurely: "Just by these few sentences, you know that you don't know anything about archery." ”

"Some people are not afraid of the wind and flash their tongues. Kong Ling rolled his eyes, obviously quite disdainful of Bu'an's comments.

Song Manqiu was also stunned for a while, and said with a grin: "It is said that the six arts of Confucianism are three clever and three clumsy, even if they are three clumsy, if you want to improve, you can't achieve success by blindly practicing hard." Manqiu has been practicing archery recently, and he really encountered a hurdle, since Bu Gongzi is good at this, I don't know if I can point one or two?"

Miss Song didn't know how many times she had been shocked by Bu An in the past, and she had already regarded him as a young hero she had only seen in her life, but she was quite conceited in the archery she was most familiar with, and felt that no matter what, Bu Gongzi could not have anything to guide her.

Therefore, when these words were said, even Bu An could hear the meaning of jokes. He is indeed pretending to scare Kong Ling, where can he talk about being proficient in this.

Just as he was about to make an excuse and get off the donkey down the slope, he heard Kong Ling muttering softly:

"Sister, I heard that Tianmu Academy not only cultivates the six arts, but also learns two things, one is ventriloquism, also known as nonsense, and the other is leather art, also known as cheekiness. I heard that if you can't learn these two things, you can't be a teacher, and Bu Gongzi is young, so he walks down the mountain, and he must have already learned. ”

Why is this girl's mouth so powerful...... Bu'an was so tightened in her chest that she almost sprayed a mouthful of old blood on her face.

Song Manqiu also felt that she was talking too much, and said with a straight face: "Ling'er don't want to talk nonsense." ”

At this time, Bu'an has no steps to go down, and any avoidance of the important is tantamount to admitting that he is indeed bragging-although it is not wrong to say this, but he is very unhappy to put Tianmu Academy and even Shizun Tu Yao into it.

I saw that he maintained the posture of looking at the sky with his head held high, and the angle did not even change, the shelf was very stable, and he had a very lofty demeanor, and said lightly: "If this is the season, go to the desert to shoot eagles, so that you can use Miss Song's strong bow, in addition, you also need to ride a good horse outside the plug, take Xiliang's servants, and experience the anger of the angry horse and the strong bow to shoot the birds of prey." ”

Song Manqiu was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but feel a little fascinated in her heart.

Kong Ling still has a look of "whatever you want, I don't believe it".

"When I go to the spring of the next year, I will shoot the birds on the ridge, and I only need to use my white wooden soft bow to shoot freely, without a little effort, like a poem to make a pair, and experience the wild fun of hiking. ”

Song Manqiu nodded lightly, and said secretly, "I see", Bu Gongzi is a Jiangnan Yashi, and he should really use a white wood soft bow to taste it.

"In the summer, when you go to the woods to shoot birds, you have to switch to a mulberry bow and bring a little boy with hanging hair to carry it with you. Shooting a finch in the woods of light and shadow is a delicate job, which requires both ears and eyes, and when shooting, you must hold your breath and concentrate without the slightest deviation. With such full attention, I soon became tired, and I just took out the food box and had a drink. ”

Song Manqiu has been in Qufu Academy for a long time, surrounded by mostly northerners with a bold temperament, drinking wine in big bowls and eating meat.

Kong Ling was also a little puzzled, and said in his heart that this guy was really good at this, otherwise where did he come from so much exquisiteness. But he was still unforgiving, and muttered: "The gentleman is not burdened by utensils, where are you practicing archery, but you are just extravagant and indulgent." ”

Bu An only didn't hear it, still maintained an unfathomable personality, and said with a light smile: "Three autumn to the lake and marsh to shoot geese, need to hold the longbow of the tree, take the birch boat, and carry the yellow dog of the good, although it is to shoot geese, but not to get geese, intended to appreciate the autumn sky, the strong wind of the zenith, when the bow is about to go, a wisp of pride in the thousands of miles." ”

"Thank you for your advice. Song Manqiu suddenly realized something, and seemed to have figured out some depression that had not been resolved during ordinary practice.

Kong Ling suddenly thought of the scene when he saw Bu'an outside Yuezhou City, it was really the third autumn season, but no matter how emotional he was in his heart, he couldn't see it on his face, and hummed softly: "What are you saying that you don't want to get geese, and the geese haven't been roasted and eaten by you?"

"Didn't Ling'er eat it too?" said Song Manqiu with a smile.

In fact, in a hurry, where did Bu An break so many ways, just now he just reluctantly retold the fragment of Mr. Xiaobo's "Night Travel", but I didn't expect the effect to be so good.

He listened to Song Manqiu's thanks, and realized that this text about archery seemed to secretly fit the essence of archery - or it happened to be the door of Song Manqiu's cultivation.

Originally, I carried it here, and I should have accepted it when I saw it. But since it was beneficial to Song Manqiu's cultivation, he didn't want to hide it privately, so he simply gave away the remaining small part that he still remembered, and gave it away for free.

He smiled slightly, shook his head and said self-deprecatingly: "In this way, according to the different times and places, choosing different bows naturally has some taste, but it will inevitably be stained with traces of carving, so it is better to use local materials and come easily." ”

For example, if the flies in the quiet room disturb people, they use the mat as a bow and the hair as a string, so that they can be regarded as a slight success; ”

After finishing this paragraph, I went to see Song Manqiu and Kong Ling again, and saw that they both held their breath and stared, as if they were afraid of interrupting Bu'an.

Song Manqiu sighed to herself, but Kong Ling wrinkled her nose and said, "I don't believe that you can do this." ”

"I can't, of course. Bu An spread his hands and said: "These are also from a master surnamed Wang in the academy. ”

"Manqiu only said that the fierce horse strong bow, five hundred steps away, to take the head of the enemy's general, it is a good archery art, today I know, there is such a mystery and subtlety in this. Song Manqiu nodded slowly, as if he had gained a lot.

"So, your Uncle Wang can shoot mosquitoes with bamboo strips, and he can hit every shot?" Kong Ling obviously didn't believe it.

"His old man has passed away...... Bu'an's tone was a little sad, and he paused before saying: "But he said before his death that those were not perfect just now." Those who have reached the pinnacle of archery can blow the autumn of the leopard's tail with their breath and shoot the dust flying in the sun. ”

"Sister," Kong Ling blinked his eyes, looked at Song Manqiu and said, "I heard that Tianmu Academy used to be the world's Confucian master on the same level as Qufu, but I just thought it was a rumor, but now I believe it." ”

Song Manqiu smiled slightly and didn't say anything.