Zhang Ye Dao

  "Fourth Princess, you were born with a golden key in your mouth, and from a young age, you shone brightly, making it difficult for others to breathe. This naturally led to your calm and elegant demeanor, making it hard for you to make enemies, as those who come into contact with you can only smile and welcome you. In your world, everything is forever polite and sunny, allowing you to leisurely cultivate yourself and ponder human nature. However, the cruelty of the lower world is beyond your understanding, Fourth Princess. Many people are born into a life where they owe others a beating and themselves a meal from the moment they open their eyes. This has become the norm for many. People growing up in such circumstances are constantly exposed to resentment, accumulating resentment, and breeding hatred and killing intent. It's pointless to talk about cultivating one's mind and nature in this context."

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  Corresponding to her was Madame Qi, who stood beside Changkong Wujin. Her temperament and demeanor were obviously of a higher level than those of Zhao's wife, who seemed at least one grade lower. She glanced at Zhao's wife with an unmistakable gaze.

  Then, she affectionately glanced at Master Wuji a few times with her head tilted to one side, and then glared at Zhang Ye again, clearly saying that you are not worthy of being compared to Master Wuji, just look at the taste of Mistress Zhao, it's for the sake of the audience.

  Madam Zhao always smiled at Madam Qi and also gave a kind smile to the young master Wuji beside her.

  Her elegant and noble demeanor couldn't help but make Chang Kong Wuji gaze at Lady Zhao for a moment, and he slightly nodded his head in return.

  It can be seen that Mrs. Zhao, apart from teasing Zhang Ye, is very elegant and eye-catching outside.

  Madam Qi relies on her son for support, while Madam Zhao relies on herself. In the complicated Blue Snow City, becoming one of the major powers has its own logic.

  "Let's stop staring at each other and go urge Long Lan to continue telling the story."

  In this environment where words could not be spoken, Zhang Ye's discordant voice broke the silence.

  "Pfft——"

  Madam Zhao thought this guy was too cute and couldn't help but laugh.

  The woman opposite, Mrs. Qi, gave her a few contemptuous glances, almost saying "a embroidered pillowcase and a country bumpkin".

  "Interesting, this time in Lanzhou I met an interesting person, more imaginative."

  The young master said so and turned around to walk towards the distant lecture hall, "Well, let's go listen to the storytelling."

  The interior of the lecture hall is spacious and simply decorated, yet elegant.

  On the right-hand wall is a mural portrait of a woman, vivid and lifelike, elegant and refined. What's strange is that she has an interesting short haircut, only two inches long.

  People in Mandala Realm are all dressed like this, it's nothing to be surprised about.

  It was Zhang Ye who looked at her for a long time, and somehow, a strange word popped into his mind: "Short hair."

  I don't know how I came up with this idea, anyway Zhang Ye only had one feeling, not that it was strange, but rather he thought the woman in the mural looked elegant and avant-garde.

  The word "avant-garde" indeed popped up in his mind, and so did "fashionable".

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  A faint metallic sound echoed, and the curtain behind was lifted. A woman with a few divine features similar to those in the mural slowly walked out.

  She walked barefoot on the snowy ground with a pair of silver anklets that collided with each other, making a pleasant sound as she moved.

  She nodded slightly to the four people in the hall, and then she didn't mind today's formality, walked to the central stage, sat down cross-legged.

  Changkong Wuji and Zhang Ye couldn't help but be moved at the same time, thinking that indeed a person's name matches their character, with a heart as beautiful as orchids and a temperament as elegant as jade, she is truly worthy of being called a saint.

  They exchanged a few glances, and then Madam Chao spoke up: "Princess Orchid, it's been a long time since we last met, and you're as elegant as ever."

  "Zhang Yi was being polite." Long Lan's voice was really clear and distinctive, and she added another sentence, "Firstly, I heard that friends from afar have come to listen to me tell stories, thank you for your appreciation."

  Madam Zhao leaned in close, almost intimately, her lips against the little guy's ear, whispering: "What are you so happy about? She's scolding you for being common. This isn't a teahouse or a place to listen to stories."

  Zhang Ye's old face turned slightly red.

  "I'm afraid you all have high expectations of me, and it's inevitable that you'll be disappointed. My words are not likely to enter your ears." Long Lan said again.

  "Come on, start talking about books, uh, scriptures." Zhang Ye urged.

  Long Lan gazed at Zhang Ye's face with a pair of clear, almost translucent eyes and said after a while: "This friend from afar seems to have a contradictory combination of being hot-headed and calm as water. It's as if your heart is born with it, but if you don't pay attention to cultivating your nature and calming your mind, you might be unfair to the world and kill many people."

  Zhang Ye's heart skipped a beat, seemingly taken aback by her, and thought to himself, could it be that she really has a delicate mind?

  It is said that Changkong Wujin also stared at Zhang Ye with an unclear gaze.

  Madam Zhao didn't interrupt, finding it interesting. After hearing Fourth Miss Long Lan say so, Madam Zhao felt even more at ease, originally she was still afraid of being deceived by Zhang Ye's disguise. Now that Long Lan said Zhang Ye was a contradictory entity, Madam Zhao felt pleased with herself, thinking she had seen through him correctly.

  When it comes to judging people, Lady Zhao only yields to Long Lan Gan.

  "Fourth Miss, you don't know how hard it is to make ends meet when you're not in charge..."

  "Haha."

  When this guy spoke such words in this place, Zhao Furen and Qi Furen almost burst out laughing together.

  Sitting upright in the square, Long Lan couldn't help but show a little girl's mannerisms, covering her mouth with a giggle.

  Long Lan said softly: "Oh, why does Dao brother have this idea? Long Lan is willing to listen to Dao brother's opinion?"

  "Fourth Princess, you were born with a golden key in your mouth, and from a young age, you shone brightly. It's only natural that you have a calm and peaceful heart, and a refined upbringing. You're not even capable of making enemies, because the people who can get close to you will only smile at you. So in your world, everything is always polite and sunny, and you naturally have the leisure to cultivate yourself and think about human nature.

  But for ordinary people, it's different. The cruelty of the lower world is something that Fourth Princess can't understand. From the moment they open their eyes, they owe others a beating, and themselves a meal. This has become the norm for many people. I'm deeply moved by this.

  People who grow up in such circumstances are constantly exposed to resentment, accumulating resentment, and murder and hatred arise from this. It's not even worth talking about cultivating one's mind and nature."

  At first, they listened as a joke, and several people still had a smile on their faces. However, after finishing speaking, Long Lan and Zhao Furen couldn't help but change their expressions.

  Long Lan seemed to be seeing Zhang Ye for the first time, gazing at him for a long while before smiling slightly: "Brother Dao's insights are quite unique and his perspective is fresh. He can express such profound truths with such ordinary words, Long Lan wasn't wrong, Brother Dao is indeed a contradictory person."

  Zhang Ye explained: "No, Fourth Princess didn't understand..."

  "I understand what you want to express, brother." Long Lan interrupted with a calm and peaceful expression, "It's noon, I will lecture as usual, those who wish to listen can stay, otherwise they may leave at their convenience."

  She looked at Zhang Ye and said, "After hearing this, the knot in your heart may be untied. If not, Long Lan is also helpless, and only a wise person can resolve the grudges of the world."

  She spoke eloquently and with great charm.

  Zhang Ye propped up his head with his hands and patiently listened.

  Long Lan roughly told a story, seemingly about a "meditation" that gained insight into the great way, and planted a field.

  When he heard about farming, Zhang Ye became interested and listened carefully.

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