There are a lot of people living in Wurongguan's post, most of them are former officials, and they don't know where they came from or where they are going.

Bu An vaguely remembered that there were many dynasties in the history of Shenzhou, and the huge post station system was a financial burden for the imperial court.

The people in this post station almost don't take him seriously, and if they want to come to a mere Jiupin Wen Shan official, it is really not worth a high look at by others.

After breakfast, he practiced swords in the courtyard of the post station, but attracted many spectators, pointing at him, as if he was laughing and laughing.

Bu An has long been used to it, and the brothers of the Seven Divisions are also snickering at his swordsmanship behind his back, which has never affected him.

It's just that this time when someone asked him what he said about this set of swordsmanship, he smiled and didn't answer, and didn't use the name of "Column Lack Sword Spectrum" to bluff people - the old guys of Tianmu Academy didn't recognize him as a disciple very much, but he still didn't want to lose the face of the academy in front of outsiders.

In his thirties, a post man who looked like a shopkeeper, saw that there were so many people gathered in the courtyard, and he was afraid of causing trouble, so he scolded Bu An with a straight face and asked him to "stop messing around".

Chen Que'an and this Yicheng were already half old acquaintances, and they stepped forward with a smile to persuade peace, saying that this step boy was a guest of Master Song.

Yi Cheng felt strange and muttered: "Since he is a guest of Lord Song, he doesn't live in the military camp outside the city, but he lives here at the official post." ”

Bu An couldn't say that he had a restless female ghost on his back, and he was afraid that he would stay in the barracks at night and poke out the basket, so he had to be vague.

Someone in the courtyard heard that this sloppy little scholar was surnamed Bu, and asked curiously: "This step boy, could it be that he is an iron-toothed and copper-toothed step?"

Bu Anzheng wondered when he got such a "nickname", and suddenly remembered that in Changtai County, he used a bunch of nonsensical nicknames to play Zhang Xianye, and this "iron teeth and copper teeth" was one of them, and he suddenly felt funny.

"It's down. He smiled and put his sword into the sheath, putting on a show of the rivers and lakes who did not change his name and surname.

When everyone heard this, their faces changed, and most of them suddenly remembered that they had important things to do, and they didn't have time to watch the excitement here.

Obviously, the story of the little scholar Chengtou playing General Zhang has been widely circulated, and these people don't want to provoke right and wrong, so they use the excuse to avoid it.

But there are also those who are not afraid of causing trouble, and let Bu An demonstrate the swordsmanship of "one sword from the west" with a smile.

Bu An'an said, let you stop it, let you practice the sword, do you think I am a performer, deliberately laughed arrogantly, and said lightly: "Unique magic skills, how can you say that you can practice it?"

As soon as the words fell, I only heard a laugh.

"Step boy is such a big shelf. "The sound is a little familiar.

Bu'an turned his head to look, and saw a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, standing in the crowd, looking at him with a hippie smile. It was the Qufu Kong Ling who had traveled with Song Manqiu.

Yi Cheng recognized this Miss Kong and greeted her with a smile. Kong Ling didn't see him, walked to Bu'an's side, stuffed him with a package, and said with a light smile: "Someone changed a robe overnight, and his fingers were pricked with needles and threads, but he didn't dare to send it to you, so he found me, an errand runner." ”

Bu An smiled, and didn't know what to say, but felt that the burden in his hand was heavy.

"You wait for me for a moment. So saying, he ran back into the house, hurriedly changed the dirty and tattered Confucian robes, and put on the new robes that were neatly folded in the baggage.

When I went out, I walked so quickly that I didn't even notice that the rice paper on the bookcase had fallen to the ground.

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At the shooting range outside the city, when Song Manqiu saw Bu'an, her face was a little blushing, but she couldn't help but peek up and down.

"Miss Song has good eyesight, this dress fits very well," Bu An deliberately turned around, let her look generously, and said with a smile: "Xiaosheng is disrespectful, and he accepts it cheekily." ”

"The eyesight is naturally good, but the step boy doesn't know, since the time he hit Yuezhou City, my sister has been staring at the son, and it has long been reflected in my heart, and the clothes are naturally changed to fit. ”

Kong Ling snickered, was glared at by Song Manqiu, and jumped to the side again, giggling.

Bu An's head flashed slightly, and he felt that he had stepped on two boats, and blurted out like a ghost: "The previous robe was made by the Qingshan girl, and the next time she saw this new body, I'm afraid she will taste it." ”

In fact, the Confucian robe he used to wear on his body had nothing to do with the Qingshan girl. It's just that Bu An feels that he has already established a relationship with Qingshan, even if he accepts Miss Song's new clothes now, he has to let her know that he is already famous and has a master-otherwise, there will be something that is not something.

Song Manqiu's expression was really a little strange, but it was only a flash.

"It's still the craftsmanship of the girl from Qingshan, right?"

"It's not the same. Bu An smiled and said: "She took a ruler to measure, and naturally measured accurately." ”

This time, before Song Manqiu could say anything, Kong Ling had already snorted coldly and said, "Since it is the Qingshan girl who has done a good job, Bu Gongzi should change back." ”

"It's just a piece of clothing, as long as the step boy doesn't dislike it, why bother with a shorter and longer one. Song Manqiu persuaded instead.

After all, Bu'an is a little virgin, and he has never enjoyed the treatment of having a girl make clothes for him, and he is not determined for a while, so he is "disrespectful", but now he feels that this new dress is a little hot on his body.

But since Song Manqiu didn't care anymore, he was happy not to entangle.

"With the use of Miss Song's longbow, I also practice archery. He smiled and stretched out his hand, and said very unnoticedly.

"Aren't you practicing long swords, how can you still shoot art?" Kong Ling still seemed to be angry, and couldn't help but interject.

"Yiduo is not pressing. Bu An smiled.

"There is a specialization in the art industry, Bu Gongzi still practice your 'sword from the west', don't be greedy and chew too much. Kong Ling seemed to mean something.

Bu An just didn't understand, and while taking the longbow handed by Song Manqiu, he shook his head and said: "What 'a sword comes from the west', it's all bluffing, and my swordsmanship is not good at all." Before, in the post station, it was just to tease them. ”

"Speaking of which, I really don't know which of the six arts Bu Gongzi is practicing, when I was in Yuezhou, I heard that Gongzi had practiced music art earlier, and then it seems that he didn't practice again. Song Manqiu said.

"Lile archery calligraphy, out of the etiquette art does not have that talent, the rest of the cultivation of all of them, none of them are refined. Bu An said, raised the longbow, put the string hard, and then made a soft "huh".

"Sister's bow is not so easy to open. Boss Kong Ling squinted at Bu An unhappily.

Although there are some extraneous sounds in Kong Ling's words, Song Manqiu's longbow is indeed not an ordinary longbow, if it is not a cultivator, even a seven-foot strong man with a big waist and a round waist can probably only open half of it.

Bu An estimated the weight, although with his divine power, it was not easy to open this longbow, but for the sake of concealment, he decided not to be strong.

So he smiled and handed the longbow back to Song Manqiu.

Kong Ling suddenly laughed: "Bu Gongzi, just wear your clothes casually, there are some things that you can't be greedy for." ”