Chapter Ninety-Three: Don't Bend Your Waist for Five Buckets of Rice

Tao Qian has never liked to be neatly dressed, perhaps because he feels that this limits his chic.

Although Lin Tang took the clothes for Tao Qian, because he didn't tell him how to wear them, so that a good shirt was worn by Tao Qian as if he was carrying a burden, and the pants were worn correctly, but the pants were not buttoned yet, and the zipper was not closed.

In this modern society, it is estimated that a person like Tao Yuanming who is too particular about chic, dresses willfully, coupled with his talent, is definitely the type that some girls like, well, what Lin Tang wants to express is that as long as he is talented, he will be liked wherever he goes.

Lin Tang felt that a person like Tao Yuanming could be famous in any era, provided that his life had to be miserable.

For example, when he was eight years old, his father died, when he was twelve, his mother died, and at the age of twenty, his family was poor.

The current Lin Tang, for some reason, thinks that Tao Yuanming will be fragrant even if he farts, since he saw Tao Yuanming's indulgent dress, he was "fallen", because he likes that kind of informal person very much, Tao Yuanming was always polite before, which made Lin Tang feel so good.

And Tao Qian's willful dress can make people feel that Tao Qian is a superficial etiquette, but in fact, a person who is wild in his heart, only if he is familiar with him Lin Tang, will he let go of the burden of "etiquette".

"Mr. Tao once refused to use the belt to see the superintendent of the post, resigned Peng Zeling to return to the countryside, so capricious, today I see Mr. dressed up, it is really free and easy!" Lin Tang laughed as he spoke.

As soon as Tao Yuanming heard this, he knew that Lin Tang was clearly laughing at him, with his literati temper, of course, he was justified, so he said: "Back then, when I was a high-ranking official in Jiangzhou sacrificial wine at Wudou Mi Daoist Wang Ningzhi, I never flattered me, let alone go to see the little country superintendent, and today I naturally won't listen to the little brother's mockery, so I immediately took off my clothes." ”

The backbone of the literati, Lin Tang felt a little incomprehensible, but Lin Tang's words just now made Tao Qian reveal a little bit of his feet.

"Sir, this year, Gui Geng?" Lin Tang asked cautiously.

Being asked by Lin Tang suddenly, Tao Yuanming seemed to have guessed something, and said honestly: "I won't tell you, little old man, I have passed the age of sixtieth, what's the matter, can't the little brother see it?" ”

Lin Tang knew that the year of the sixtieth year that Tao Yuanming said was now sixty years old, but in fact, no matter how Tao Qian looked at it now, he was only in his thirties, how could he be so young at the age of sixty, even if he pulled someone in casually, he didn't believe that he was in his sixties.

No, there's a problem here!

Lin Tang thought carefully about the previous conversation with Tao Yuanming, and he could find that the acting skills of "Tao Yuanming" in front of him were very clumsy, and there were a total of three points exposed.

First, at the beginning, when "Tao Yuanming" reported his name, he said that his name was Tao Qian, not Tao Yuanming, you must know that when Tao Yuanming was fifty-six years old, he was tired of the chaotic political situation of "you sing and I will appear", so he took the word "latinary" in the first nine words of the first nine trigrams of "Yi" to change his name, and took his name as his own ambition, so his appearance really does not match.

Second, Tao Yuanming can't play the piano, because since he was twenty years old, his family is low, and in desperation, he seeks officials to make a living, since then, although he loves the piano, but there is no record that he can play the piano, and the current "Tao Yuanming" will pop up a song "Plum Blossom Three Alleys" when he comes up, so, according to habits, he is not really Tao Yuanming.

Third, Tao Yuanming once wrote an article, that is, "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring", which is widely spread by later generations and is now well-known by primary school students, to say that Tao Yuanming, who is in his thirties, has not written this article, so when Lin Tang said the Peach Blossom Spring, "Tao Yuanming" said that he had not heard of it, so it is possible to extrapolate.

But just now, this fake "Tao Yuanming" said that he is now in his sixties, in this case, this time is not right, Tao Yuanming, who is in his sixties, has already written this article, Next, Lin Tang asked again.

"Mr. Tao is in his sixties?"

"Don't hide it from the little brother, I'm sixty years old little old man." Since reporting his age, "Tao Qian" has not called himself contemptible, but has called himself a little old man very casually.

As soon as this answer came out, Lin Tang already affirmed in his heart that the "Tao Qian" in front of him was not the real Tao Yuanming at all, because the real Tao Yuanming had passed away at the age of sixty-three, how could he still be alive at the age of sixty-six! Could it be that what Lin Tang is seeing now is actually Tao Yuanming's ghost?

Lin Tang realized this, but he didn't say it directly, because the orange cat had told him before that this was a big difficulty for him, and if he was not careful, he would be wiped out along with the Feilai Inn, so he couldn't say it now.

"Little brother, although my age is sixty-six years old, but I have a young face, are you curious, how did I do it?" Tao Yuanming was still misunderstanding Lin Tang and was surprised by the gap in his age and appearance, but he didn't know that he was actually carefully analyzed by Lin Tang.

"Yes, this kind of strangeness can only be done by rich people who pay attention to our skin here, such as two people with the same surname as me, but Mr. has been poor since childhood, how can you maintain such a young appearance under such a poor life, I have not seen any book that records that Mr. has an immortal face."

"This is wrong, the little old man I have not been bitter since I was a child, but when I was twenty years old, I didn't expect my family to fall into the middle of the road, and then seek official health, and maintain the appearance of such things, the little old man I didn't pay that attention to, in fact, before the little old man, I was already a white beard with eyebrows, mottled face, and I just raised chrysanthemums and cultivated the fields all day for fun."

"Then why is it ...... now?" Lin Tang was puzzled.

"Little brother, listen to me carefully, I was a dead person, on the day of my sixty-third year death, I sighed at what I had done in my life, and wondered if I was too chic and free, so that God gave me three stupid sons, in my life, in terms of literary attainments, although not as good as Confucius Mengzhuang, but I also think that I am a small achievement, I don't care what future generations think of me, I only hate that I was not born in a dynasty that can serve the country and be loyal, Wushi Sanyin is my biggest failure!"

"I couldn't do what I wanted before I was alive, but I didn't expect that after I died, I really entered the Peach Blossom Spring, I originally compared the Peach Blossom Spring, which was compared to the ancient tomb, but it turned out to be so, I didn't want to tell the little brother, in fact, I knew the Peach Blossom Spring, because I came out of there, but I heard that the little brother was going to take me to the Peach Blossom Spring, and I thought it was a ghost who sent me back to the source."

"Before I came out of the Peach Blossom Spring, I listened to the people in the source and told me not to tell others about the Peach Blossom Spring, otherwise that person's soul will belong to the Peach Blossom Spring, I think the little brother has heard of the Peach Blossom Spring, and he must also be a person from the Peach Blossom Garden, right?" After hearing Tao Yuanming's words, Lin Tang was really not calm.

Hiding from robbery everywhere, in the end, he still can't hide, Lin Tang thinks, is he too prodigal?