But Zhang Xuanqing was trampled to death several times, or was beaten to death. Finally, he learned to be good and wanted to find a species with tenacious life to possess it.

He originally wanted to find Xiaoqiang, but unfortunately, Liu Shenwei and Li Chunfeng were too conscientious and cleaned the room cleanly, but could not find it at all. By chance, he saw a flea on the stuff that was squeezing Yuchi Jingde. He thought that this thing would not be easy to die, so he attached it.

After a while, Yuchi Jingde was avenged that he was trampled and exploded just now. He suddenly heard Cheng Yaojin's suggestion to turn on and off, and almost euthanized him.

He was worried about how to get close to the coffin and how to open it. Now, when Cheng Yaojin said that, Wanquan didn't consider whether this was "disrespect" to him. He jumped out of Yuchi Jingde's clothes and then jumped to the coffin again.

Clinking materials, he had just jumped onto the coffin and suddenly heard Li Shimin say, "Don't talk nonsense when you know the truth. Zhang Zhenren devoted his entire life to my Tang Dynasty. How can we disturb him in peace?"

Don't, just disturb me. I didn't devote myself to it at all. I just drank too much that day!

Zhang Xuanqing yelled in his heart. If he hadn't been jumping out with his current body shape, he would have jumped up and down long ago.

Perhaps God heard his prayer and saw Cheng Yaojin's slutty guy laughing strangely, and said silly again: "Your Majesty, if Zhenren Zhang is really dead and really lying in the coffin, that would be disturbing him in peace. But if Zhenren Zhang is not dead... hehe, don't we save our heartache for him."

God saw that it was pitiful. No one present could tell that he was a little sad!

"This..." Li Shimin showed hesitation. In fact, he didn't want to open the coffin to see it. He was afraid that Zhang Xuanqing was still lying inside. The music would be huge. The people might be able to spread it randomly. But if he didn't, he was unwilling to accept it. After a while, he suddenly turned to look at Yuan Tiangang and Sun Simiao: "Yuan Aiqing, Master Sun, what do you think?"

The two had a close relationship with Zhang Xuanqing. If they could get their consent, the situation would naturally be different. Although there might be a few gossips, it would not affect anything.

After hearing this, Yuan Tiangang and Sun Simiao looked at each other silently. If it were before today, the two would have refused firmly; but what happened in the morning inevitably made them have some thoughts in their hearts.

Seeing this, Cheng Yaojin, his eyes turned and he simply struck while the iron was hot: "What are the two Taoist priests hesitating? Tell me, how could he be killed by a few lightnings in such a profound Taoist ritual? Maybe he really played with his hands and got rid of the shell... Hehe, let's open it and see. If Zhenren Zhang is really not dead, we can feel at ease, right?"

"This... Brother Sun, what do you think?" Yuan Tiangang was a little moved.

Sun Simiao was also swaying in his heart. In a trance, he suddenly thought of Li Yuanba. Didn’t he also be hit by lightning and not died? His heart was shocked and he said, “Since this is the case, I agree!”

"Okay!" Yuan Tiangang glanced at Sun Simiao in surprise, and then bowed slightly to Li Shimin: "I have no objection!"

Originally, the matter was here and the coffin could be opened. But Li Shimin wanted to have more guarantees, so he asked the civil and military officials who followed him: "What do you guys think?"

Many officials looked at me and I looked at you, and most of them had a thought in their minds: I won’t take the blame, I won’t take the blame!

But after all, someone will take the blame. Li Shimin's elder brother-in-law, Kaifu Yi and the third director Sun Wuji, walked out and said, "Your Majesty, I think that the coffin of Zhenren Zhang can be opened. If it proves that Zhenren Zhang is not dead, everyone will be happy; if Zhenren Zhang really goes... I am willing to stay in front of Zhenren Zhang on behalf of Your Majesty and ask for forgiveness of the crime!"

"Your Majesty, I am also willing to stand in front of Zhang Zhenren Ling on behalf of Your Majesty!" Then dozens of officials came out to speak at the same time. One was that someone took the lead and no matter what happened, the other was... Just kidding, I forgive my sins on behalf of the emperor. How great is the glory to make Changsun Wuji look beautiful?

"Okay! If you love me, I will follow your words!" Li Shimin then put his heart in his stomach.

After hearing what he said, Cheng Yaojin next to him immediately had his eyes lit up, rubbed his hands, and his face was eager to try: "Your Majesty, how about leaving the coffin open to me?"

Li Shimin hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay!" He only opened a coffin, who would open it for?

He heard Cheng Yaojin laugh, and took two steps at a time. He ran to the coffin, touched and looked around, and muttered: "Open the coffin, I haven't played with it in my life..." He spat and spitted in his palms, rubbed his hands hard, and tentatively put it on the side of the coffin.

At this time, the coffin had not been nailed, and Taoism at this time was more important than the best waters of goodness and putting itself under all living beings. The rituals and other things were not as complicated as later generations. What about chanting scriptures in the morning and evening, three rituals and three kowtows, sitting must have power, and conduct must have rituals. These things pay more attention to demeanor than Confucianism, and more attention to majestic pretentious doctrines than the emperor, and have not been accepted by the world. Therefore, except for the materials used by Zhang Xuanqing's coffin, which was specially found by Li Shimin, was not much different from the burial of ordinary people.

With a loud shout, Cheng Yaojin's eyes were rounded, his veins burst, and he pushed his coffin with force.

Dong!

With a loud bang, the best golden nanmu coffin board suddenly flew to the ground, almost smashing a hole on the ground.

Earlier, Zhang Xuanqing had already jumped on Cheng Yaojin's shoulder. As soon as the coffin board flew away, he immediately jumped up, stood on the edge of the coffin and looked inward.

When I saw this, I was stunned.

I saw that the coffin was empty and I could only see a layer of clothing. What else was there?

"This...this...this...this...this...this...this...this is really running away!" Cheng Yaojin uttered, attracting everyone, and they all looked into the coffin with their heads.

After seeing that the coffin was clear, Li Shimin immediately narrowed his eyes.

Suddenly, an official knelt down and kowtowed, shouting: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, forgive me! I was ordered to help Yuan and Sun, the Taoist Master Zhang Zhenren, handled the funeral of Zhang Zhenren, and did his loyalty and never left this place. Even though he was asleep, he only dared to take a nap outside the mourning hall, without any negligence, nor did he see Zhenren leave..."

It turned out that to express his feelings, Li Shimin specially sent someone to build a tomb, build a coffin for Zhang Xuanqing, and handle the funeral. This official was his confidant, so it was impossible for him to speak, so he could rule out the possibility that Yuan Tiangang and Sun Simiao would throw Zhang Xuanqing's body away.

Li Shimin was shocked and wondered, was Zhang Xuanqing really resurrected from the dead? Little did he know that the real Zhang Xuanqing turned into a flea and lay on the edge of the coffin, even more stunned than him.

Where did you go?

At this moment, a angrily shout came from outside the door.
Chapter completed!