In the quiet courtyard, the sound of the piano is quiet like a gurgling spring wandering in the air. When you are in it, you will feel an unspeakable sense of tranquility, as if the hustle and bustle of the world are gradually being stripped away and the heart is sublimated.

"Senior Brother is worried?" After a long time, the sound of the piano had stopped at some point. Cai Yan's ethereal voice awakened Ye Zhao from that intoxication.

"Can junior sister tell me?" Ye Zhao turned his head, looked at Cai Yan, and smiled.

"The senior brother rarely came to Zhaoji alone in the past. In recent days, he came here every day, but he didn't speak. He left after listening to a piece of Qin. Although the younger sister may not be as smart as the senior brother, many times the rhythm is more honest than that of others." Cai Yan smiled gently.

"But I didn't play the rhythm?" Ye Zhao looked at Cai Yan in confusion. He was not proficient in the musical method, but as a disciple of Cai Yong, Cai Yong himself is a master in this field, and his attainments in this field are naturally not bad, but Ye Zhao rarely plays it.

"The rhythm can reach people's hearts." Cai Yan smiled and said, "The senior brother seems calm, but from the rhythm, the younger sister can sense that the senior brother's heart is a little confused."

All this is OK?

Ye Zhao widened his eyes in shock and looked at Cai Yan. His eyes suddenly narrowed, and he looked at Cai Yan and said, "Is junior sister's piano skill better than her?"

When he was in Luoyang, he had discussed swordsmanship with Wang Yue and his skills. At that time, Wang Yue had told him some questions about realm.

In fact, in this kind of killing technique, the level of the realm can only be said to be attainments, but if you really fight on the battlefield, this level of martial arts may not necessarily lead to a crushing effect.

Most of them can practice their own skills to the point of perfection and are already considered a powerful general on the battlefield. For example, Ji Ling and Guan Hai, if they are martial arts, they are not much worse than Dian Wei, and they may even be higher in terms of pure skills. But if they really start to fight, even if they add up, they will be the ones who will be abused.

Therefore, realm cannot determine combat power, but in other aspects, such as music, calligraphy, painting, and chess, the realm is more obvious.

Wang Yue once said that whether it is swordsmanship, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, when it reaches an extreme, or a certain state, a strange phenomenon will arise. For example, Wang Yue blocks his eyes and ears and can also judge the general direction of the target based on his feelings. This is somewhat similar to Ye Zhao's mental perception, but it is a weakened version, and the surrounding scenery cannot be imaged in his mind.

Or to put it another way, it can be said to be combat intuition. Even if the generals of the level of Lu Bu and Dian Wei do not have this ability, they can also make instinctive avoidance when the danger approaches.

The ability Cai Yan showed at this time was very similar.

"How dare I compare with my father?" Cai Yan shook his head and said, "I just don't know when. I have the ability to see people's hearts through music, but I can only feel the general emotions."

Ye Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly. It turned out that tapping the potential of the human body was not only in the end of the world, but in ancient times, similar concepts had already been found, but people did not know it. Now, when they look back, wasn’t their spiritual exploration also discovered step by step on the edge of life and death?

Whether in the past or present life, human beings are actually in a ignorant stage of exploration in this kind of thing.

"The best is the first!" Ye Zhao shook his head: "Maybe the junior sister is more in line with the rhythm than the teacher. At least although the teacher's music is good, he does not have the ability to understand people's hearts as well."

"Maybe my father just doesn't want to talk to others." Cai Yan said with a smile.

You're thinking too much!

Ye Zhao shook his head and did not continue to say more about this issue. He looked at Cai Yan and sighed, "Have Zhao Ji ever thought of her mentor?"

"Of course I miss you, but my father is now in Chang'an, so I'm afraid he can't help it." Cai Yan's eyes dimmed a little when he heard this, and he said leisurely.

"I'm afraid it's not just because I can't help myself. If Dong Zhuo dies, my mentor will be in danger of his life." Ye Zhao said in a low voice.

"Senior brother said this, so he is sure that Dong Zhuo will die?" Cai Yan looked at Ye Zhao and said.

"Seventy percent sure." Ye Zhao didn't say enough.

"Zhao Ji is a woman. Even if she wants to save her father, she is still powerless." Cai Yan shook her head and sighed: "So there is a way for the senior brother to come here to talk about this with her younger sister, and this matter is related to her younger sister?"

Sometimes Ye Zhao always feels that his junior sister is too indifferent, so indifferent that nothing can stir up the turmoil in her heart.

"Well, that's right." Ye Zhao nodded: "I want to spread rumors to Chang'an that I want to get married with my junior sister and let my mentor come back. Because of some things, I have some misunderstandings with my mentor. Moreover, with my mentor's personality, even if I go to invite him in person, I am afraid I will not come with me."

"Senior brother doesn't need to explain these." Cai Yan looked at Ye Zhao and said, "Senior brother is ten times smarter than me. Since the senior brother thinks it is feasible, the senior brother will decide."

"This matter...is related to the reputation of a junior sister." Ye Zhao looked at Cai Yan and frowned. He had thought a lot, but he didn't expect Cai Yan's reaction to be so... plain.

Cai Yan just smiled slightly, with a bit of outspoken taste: "Zhao Ji is an unfortunate person. If the senior brother does not abandon him and commits himself to his senior brother, Zhao Ji will be willing."

If it should be full of affection, Ye Zhao would not be surprised if he said it a little shyly, but at this moment, Cai Yan still looked as elegant as an immortal, as if he was just talking about some ordinary trivial matters, which made Ye Zhao feel a little strange. The feeling of seeing through the world made Ye Zhao difficult for him to feel like he was a beautiful woman who won, and he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of himself.

"Since that's the case, the junior sister is resting well, I'll handle this matter." Ye Zhao stood up and suddenly didn't know how to face his junior sister.

It was not until he left Cai Yan's courtyard that Ye Zhao gradually calmed down, looked back at the direction of Cai Yan's courtyard, and carefully recalled the previous conversation. Suddenly, he felt that Cai Yan was so calm that he did not really see through the world, but a kind of... accepting his fate.

Or he is relatively weak by nature and does not have much opinion. He does not like to make decisions by himself. He will put his destiny into heaven, let his destiny be at the mercy of fate, go with the flow, and calculate wherever he drifts, and will not take the initiative to try to change his destiny...

Such a mentality cannot be said to be good or bad. It can only be said that it is a kind of ideological constraint on women in the patriarchal era. Even a talented woman like Cai Yan is so amazing that she can see too clearly that she has developed this mentality of accepting her fate.
Chapter completed!