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Chapter 87: The Truth About The Story of Taoyuanyuan! !

Peng Peng glanced at it again, and it was true that Ye Xuan wrote The Story of Peach Blossom Spring.

Because he learned this text when he was in high school.

At that time, the Chinese teacher also asked for the full text to be recited.

“Land of Peach Blossoms?”

“That’s not it!”

Teacher Huang and the others gathered around and couldn’t help but smile.

“This place is called Taoyuan Village. Did Tao Yuanming come here when he wrote “The Story of Peach Blossom Spring”?”

Everyone can’t help but associate the two.

However, Zhou Xingxing and Zhou Lunfa were confused by some monks.

“The old man wrote, what is this?”

Zhou Xingxing asked.

Zhou Lunfa: “Why don’t I understand a bit.”

“Uh…”

Everyone was embarrassed.

“Master Xing, Brother Fa, are you serious?”

“I haven’t heard the story of Peach Blossom Spring?”

Teacher Huang asked.

Zhou Xingxing and Zhou Lunfa are both spreading their hands.

They really haven’t heard of it.

“I see!”

Teacher Huang said: “You are from Hong Kong Island after all. Maybe the textbooks you learn are a bit different from ours.”

“So, you may not have heard the story of Peach Blossom Spring.”

Teacher Huang smiled, and then said: “But, it doesn’t matter, since I haven’t heard anything, I will explain it to you.”

“OK.”

“There is Teacher Lao Huang.”

Zhou Xingxing and Zhou Lun smiled, and then listened carefully.

The story of Peach Blossom Spring is not unfamiliar to everyone.

Probably during the Eastern Jin Dynasty, a man in Wuling County made a living by fishing. He sailed along the stream, forgetting the distance of the journey.

Suddenly encountered a peach blossom forest.

It grows on both sides of the stream and is hundreds of steps long. There are no other trees in the middle. The flowers and plants are fresh and beautiful, and the fallen flowers are scattered on the ground.

The fisherman was very surprised by this, and continued on the boat, trying to get to the end of the forest. The end of the peach forest was the birthplace of the stream, so a mountain appeared, and there was a small hole in the mountain, and the cave seemed to be a little bit bright.

So he got off the boat and went in through the cave.

At first the entrance of the cave was very narrow, allowing only one person to pass through.

After a few more steps, it suddenly became open and bright.

A flat and wide land, neat rows of houses. There are also fertile fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry trees and bamboo forests.

The field roads intersect each other, and the croaking of chickens and dogs can be heard everywhere.

People come and go in the fields to cultivate and work, and men and women wear exactly the same clothes as people outside the Taohuayuan.

The elderly and the children are all comfortable and happy and enjoy themselves.

The people in the village were very surprised when they saw the fisherman and asked where he came from.

The fisherman answered in detail. Someone in the village invited him to be a guest at his own home, and set up alcohol to kill chickens and cook to entertain him…

Teacher Huang said a lot in one breath.

Until the story of “Peach Blossom Spring” is finished!

Although, the rest of the people basically know this story.

But Zhou Xingxing and Zhou Lunfa both listened with gusto!

“so amazing!”

“Does this place really exist?”

Zhou Xingxing asked curiously.

Teacher Huang was suddenly embarrassed: “It should be real, maybe the old man Tao Yuanming wrote “The Story of Peach Blossom Spring” when he came to Taoyuan Village!”

“That’s it.”

Zhou Xingxing nodded.

“Xiao Huang, don’t mislead others if you don’t know the truth.”

At this moment, Ye Xuan stopped writing and said, “Tao Yuanming has nothing to do with this village.”

Everyone’s eyes lit up, knowing that the old man was going to tell a story again.

Teacher Huang asked, “Which Taoyuan did Tao Yuanming go to?”

“He has never been to Taoyuan. The article “The Story of Peach Blossom Spring” is just a fantasy in his mind.”

“At that time, Tao Yuanming was demoted by an official and he was depressed.”

“”Peach Blossom Spring” is Tao Yuanming’s emotion and yearning after being troubled by the world!”

Ye Xuan said lightly.

After everyone listened, their faces showed a daze.

They all thought that Tao Yuanming went to a certain Taohuayuan village and was inspired by it.

“Also, the story you just told is not the truth of Peach Blossom Spring.”

Ye Xuan added.

? ? ?

the truth? ?

Does Peach Blossom Spring still have the truth? ?

Everyone was stunned in an instant! !

“Master, does Peach Blossom Spring remember what I just said.”

Teacher Huang asked curiously: “What else is the truth?”

The others also looked at Ye Xuan with curiosity.

“Father, tell us a little bit about it.”

“What’s the truth?”

Ye Xuan glanced around at the crowd: “If you say it, you may be a little unacceptable. The real Taoyuan Village described by Tao Yuanming is actually a country of the dead!”

! ! !

Hearing this,

In an instant, everyone felt a shuddering feeling! !

“Fuck!!!

“Master, don’t scare me!”

“I’m timid!!”

“Impossible? How could it be the kingdom of the dead!”

“Shouldn’t that kind of place be a paradise?”

“Yes, such a beautiful place…”

Teacher Huang and others turned pale and talked a lot.

The friends in the live broadcast room were also stunned for an instant.

Ye Xuan’s words really exceeded their expectations.

“Shaoan, don’t worry, I can analyze it for you now.”

“The first point.”

“There are only peach trees on both sides of the creek, and peach blossoms are falling.” Suddenly, there is a peach blossom forest, hundreds of steps across the bank, no miscellaneous trees in the middle). It is well known that peach trees have the function of warding off evil spirits, so they can often act as a barrier between Yin and Yang. Tao Yuanming cannot be ignorant of this. The peach blossoms fall around the Ching Ming Festival. ”

Ye Xuan said slowly.

Teacher Huang: “Then this doesn’t mean anything??”

Teacher He: “Yes, it might just happen to happen to that day.”

“Second point.”

Ye Xuan did not explain, and continued: “The crisscross paths in the village connect to every door, and every family takes out food to entertain the fisherman. Everyone pays attention. “Tian Mo” means “path to the grave”. I want to eat. It was also a sacrifice during the Qin Dynasty…The so-called houses are actually rows of neatly arranged graves.”

Tomb pile!

Everyone’s expressions changed when they heard this word.

“Fuck!”

“It has an internal taste!”

“The old man’s analysis is very reasonable!”

“I just checked, Qianmo” really means “a path leading to the grave”…”

“Damn, won’t it…??”

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became weird.

All felt chills in their hands and feet.

However, Ye Xuan immediately talked about the third point: “The clothes of men and women are just like outsiders.”

“This is even more straightforward. These aborigines of Taohuayuan who claim to be Qin people all tell the fishermen plainly that they don’t know any man. But they wear the same clothes as the outsiders. Is this possible?”

“You have to know that the costumes of the Jin Dynasty are very different from those of the Qin Dynasty. You can tell at a glance.”

“The only explanation is that the clothes these people wore were not knitted by themselves, but burned for them by people outside!!”

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