Mrs. Zheng couldn't bear to see it, so she raised her sleeves and kept wiping her tears, and turned around quietly

After the ceremony, Liu Suifeng made a gesture to Tai Sui. The two took the crowbar from Mo Yan's hand, walked to the coffin and started to do it.

The crowbar pried the nails, and the coffin creaked, and was quickly pried open by two people.

Open the coffin, a strange smell came to your nose. Liu Suifeng was knowledgeable and familiar with medicine. You can tell that it was an antiseptic spice with a slight smell.

Putting the lid of the coffin aside, the two looked inside, and saw that the Censor Zheng was wearing new clothes, with a purse tied around his waist, and was lying clean in the coffin, like a living person

Beside him, there were some pens, ink, paper and inkstones piled up, and the four treasures of the study were obviously funeral objects.

Tai Sui, Yao Guang, Liu Suifeng, Mo Yan checked carefully around the coffin o

"Did you find something?" Liu Suifeng looked for a while, frowned and asked.

Yaoguang covered his nose and shook his head: "Everything is normal"

Tai Sui thought about it, bowed to Jingshi Zheng again, then poked out his upper body and entered the coffin to check it.

After a while, Yaoguang found that Tai Sui was not getting up yet and asked in a low voice: "Hey, have you found something?"

Tai Sui slowly stood up, holding the purse that had been untied from the waist of the Imperial Commander Zheng: "I haven't seen anything on my body, but this purse is a bit strange?"

This purse is indeed a bit strange. The purse of ordinary people is either embroidered with birds, beasts, fish and insects, landscapes, or like a girl’s purse, embroidered with flowers, plants, or mandarin ducks, colorful phoenixes, etc., but the purse of Zheng Jingshi was embroidered with words

Yaoguang picked up the purse and looked at it, then pinched it with his fingers, with a puzzled look on his face: "This is empty, there is nothing inside?"

Tai Sui took the purse from Yaoguang's hand, shook her head, and showed the embroidery of the purse: "I'm a little strange. Ordinary purse is embroidered with flowers, birds, fish and insects, but Lord Zheng's purse is embroidered with words!"

Yaoguang disagreed: "He is a scholar, he is different from a vulgar person like you!"

Liu Suifeng came over and took the purse from Tai Sui, thinking: "It's really strange. Although embroidered purse is rare, it's not without it. It's just that the words embroidered on it are not sentences, and the chapters are not chapters, but rather strange."

Liu Suifeng thought about it and called Mo Yan over: "Mo Yan, where did your master come from?"

Mo Yan looked at the purse and didn't feel surprised: "This is the purse that my master often uses! When he was restraining his master, no one made any decisions. I packed all the things that the master often uses and put them in the coffin. Look, isn't he still using a bald tube of sheep hair?"

Several people looked over the fingers of the ink inkstone and saw a bald pen in the coffin. The pen under the pen tube had been grinding brightly, which was obviously a common thing.

Tai Sui and Yao Guang both looked at each other and Yao Guang muttered in a low voice: "This guy is stupid, asking him is simply playing the piano with a cow."

"No, throwing all the rags inside, and you're not afraid that Jingshi Zheng will be angry and come alive." Tai Sui has been displeasing at Mo Yan and has no good words in her mouth.

Mo Yan heard Tai Sui and Yaoguang's discussion, and his voice became louder: "I don't put everything in it. What I put are things that the master is used to, just like the pen holder in the master's study. Although there are also a bunch of words carved on it, it seems to be the same as this purse, but the master uses it less, so I didn't put it!"

The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional

As soon as Mo Yan finished speaking, Liu Suifeng turned his head suddenly and stared at Mo Yan without blinking.

Mo Yan was so mao-faced by this look that Mo Yan couldn't help but take two steps back: "What do you think I'm doing?"

"How can I not use the same style of pen holder?" Liu Suifeng stared at the inkstone and asked word by word o

"This" Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, recalling, and said, "The master rarely uses that pen holder, but it is placed on the ancient shelf. Once when I was cleaning, I asked the master why this pen holder was not placed on the table? The master said no, this thing is used to play with, so I don't touch it."

"A pen holder that is not commonly used, your master told you not to touch it?" Liu Suifeng's eyes lit up.

Yaoguang and Tai Sui both noticed that Liu Suifeng's tone was a little wrong. They looked at each other, nodded slightly, and spoke almost at the same time: "Take that pen holder quickly and o"

Mo Yan was stunned. Seeing the three of them looking serious, he also guessed something. He nodded quickly, turned around and ran to the cart that was placing salutes by the road. While running, he shouted to other servants: "Hurry up, don't be standing there, come and help me find o."

When several servants and servants heard him greeting, they rushed over to help. Soon, several boxes were opened.

Yaoguang and Tai Sui were also ready to go over to help, but were stopped by Liu Suifeng: "Let's not go over, it's inconvenient."

After saying that, Liu Suifeng raised his chin to the female relatives over there.

Yaoguang and Taisui were stunned for a moment, and they all stopped and stood by the coffin from afar.

Mo Yan bent down and checked the box, saying to himself: "Our master has nothing valuable. I packed up my things and put them away casually, but I forgot to put them in the box."

After a while, a servant who was about the same age as Mo Yan came over with a pen holder and asked Mo Yan: "Mo Yan, do you think this is it?"

Mo Yan looked up and nodded in surprise: "Yes, yes, it's it!"

Everyone gathered around, and Mrs. Zheng also came over

Liu Suifeng took the pen holder from Tai Sui's hand, looked carefully, and opened it a little, and found that the outer layer of the pen holder could be rotated. Each circle with words on it is a ring that can be rotated independently.

Liu Suifeng thought about it, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he turned his head excitedly: "Where is the purse, come it quickly!"

Yaoguang hurriedly came over with his purse and wanted to hand it to him

"You hold o" Liu Suifeng doesn't contact, but turns the circle on the pen holder while comparing the order of words on the purse.

He fiddled for a while, and the order of the characters on the pen holder gradually became consistent with the bag. When the last word was transferred to the position, it seemed to have touched some mechanism. The pen holder sounded "click" and suddenly rotated itself. It turned several times in the blink of an eye. Then it suddenly stopped, and a hole was cracked from the side, revealing the interlayer inside, which was sandwiched with a stacked piece of paper.
Chapter completed!