The damaged coffin board was located at the deceased's feet, so from here, one couldn't see the face, only the legs and lower body clothing.

I glanced inside and was instantly stunned!

Because what caught my eye was a golden expanse!

This gold wasn't just anything; it was a dazzling golden dragon robe!

The tomb occupant in this coffin was actually buried wearing a dragon robe!

"Good heavens, this tomb occupant... this tomb occupant is wearing a dragon robe!" I said hastily.

"What?"

"Dragon robe?"

"The coffin occupant is wearing a dragon robe?"

After I said that, everyone was disbelieving and swarmed forward, looking inside through the gap in the coffin board.

The light from the headlamps swept across, making the golden light inside the coffin even more glaring. The clothes inside were glittering, embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. It was indeed a dragon robe!

Xiao Liang was also incredibly shocked and said, "It really is a dragon robe! Why is this tomb occupant qualified to be buried in a dragon robe?"

I quickly asked Jiang Yongguang, "Officer Jiang, could princes of the Ming Dynasty be buried in dragon robes? Did they have the right?"

Jiang Yongguang shook his head vigorously, denying it repeatedly. "Impossible, absolutely impossible! Even princes with direct blood ties to the emperor were not qualified to be buried in dragon robes. That would be absolute usurpation! Utter rebellion! It would never be allowed!"

"Then why did this person dare to be buried in a dragon robe? He can't be a Ming Dynasty emperor, can he?" I asked.

"Definitely not a Ming Dynasty emperor. The Ming emperors are all buried in the Thirteen Tombs. Why would one be buried in this place?" Old Wei said, frowning.

At this moment, Uncle Mei, with an attitude of enjoying the show, retorted, "Good heavens, I think this coffin occupant is a ruthless person. He's both taken someone else's place, occupying the tomb of an ancient Shu king, and being buried in a dragon robe, doing such rebellious things. Hahaha, I'll give him credit for having guts! He really has guts!"

Actually, not only Uncle Mei thought so, but I also felt that the occupant of this Ming tomb was an extraordinary person.

What was his identity, what was his background, and why did he dare to do such a world-defying thing?

I looked back at Xiao Liang and saw that she was just as curious as I was.

She stared at the coffin, eager to figure it out.

I thought for a moment, then simply said to Jiang Yongguang, "Anyway, the coffin has already been pried open. Why don't we open the coffin and see who this tomb occupant is?"

Jiang Yongguang didn't answer after hearing this, and the expression on his face was a little conflicted.

Xiao Liang also quickly chimed in, "I agree too. Anyway, the coffin has already been damaged, so we might as well open it to see what's inside and check if any cultural relics have been stolen by the rats."

Even Old Wei couldn't suppress his curiosity and said, "Open it, open it. I really want to find out who is in this coffin and why he dared to be buried in a dragon robe."

Jiang Yongguang was actually very curious himself, and after being urged by us, he finally made up his mind and nodded, "Okay, then let's open the coffin! But be careful when you do it, don't damage the coffin, understand?"

"Okay!"

We hurriedly agreed.

After saying that, several Xiaoling Guards with meticulous hands came forward and, together with Jiang Yongguang, lifted the coffin board, then carefully placed it aside.

At this time, the contents of the coffin were fully revealed, and we also saw the full appearance of the tomb occupant's remains.

When I saw the remains, I was startled again, not because I was afraid of rotten corpses, but because the tomb occupant was very short.

If he wasn't a congenital dwarf, then there was only one possibility—he was a child, an ungrown child.

Jiang Yongguang had the same guess. He immediately examined the oral cavity of the skeleton, seemingly looking at his teeth, then sighed and said regretfully, "Good heavens, this tomb occupant is a child. He should have been only twelve or thirteen years old when he was buried."

"It's actually a child!" Xiao Liang said in confusion, "But how could a child have set up such a large feng shui arrangement? Remodeling the ancient Shu tomb, and setting up the Seven Stars Suspicious Coffins and the three-layered burial. It doesn't seem like something a child could do."

Old Wei said, "The one who set up all of this definitely wasn't the child, but his family. After all, this poor child died young at the age of twelve or thirteen. What could he have understood? It's probably his family who saw that his life was pitiful and wanted him to be rich and noble in the next life, so they set up this great feng shui arrangement for him."

I said, "But this child is already considered rich and noble in this life, isn't he? Where could an ordinary family afford to build such a large tomb? And he could even be buried in a dragon robe? This child is prominent enough."

Uncle Mei couldn't help but ask, "Does the coffin say anything about this child's background? Why could he be buried in a dragon robe?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yongguang quickly and carefully examined the remains. Soon, he found something that looked like a scroll in the hands of the deceased.

He carefully took the scroll over and slowly unfolded it. On it, a text was written in neat regular script.

After taking a glance, Jiang Yongguang immediately said, "The characters on this are in the Taige style, so it seems that this tomb occupant was indeed buried during the Yongle period."

I asked, "Taige style? What is the Taige style?"

Jiang Yongguang explained, "Taige style is also called Guange style. It's a type of calligraphy, belonging to regular script. During the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, there was a Hanlin academician named Shen Du who wrote excellent Taige style, which was deeply appreciated by Zhu Di. Later, this style gradually evolved into the official font. So as soon as I saw that Taige style was used, I knew that the tomb occupant must have been buried after the Yongle period."

"I see," I nodded.

Old Wei hurriedly urged, "What's written on it? Read it to us quickly."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yongguang was a little troubled.

Because in ancient times, when writing things, there were no punctuation marks. One needed the skill of ju dou (parsing sentences) to be able to read it smoothly.

Don't look at how Jiang Yongguang can talk about these historical knowledge fluently, but his basic skills in ancient Chinese are not solid, and he is not very good at ju dou.

"Who among you knows ju dou? Without punctuation marks, I don't understand it very well." He didn't pretend and directly revealed his weakness.

At this time, we still had to rely on the college student Xiao Liang.

"I do!"

She raised her hand.

Jiang Yongguang handed the scroll to her and said, "Then translate it and see what's written on it."

Xiao Liang nodded and immediately took the scroll, looking down at it.

She didn't directly read the ancient Chinese to us, because we wouldn't understand it if she did.

She first read the contents of the scroll herself, and then told us in modern language.

But when she finished reading it once, her expression had completely changed. Her watery eyes were wide open, and she said in shock, "No way? Is this the true history?"

I couldn't help but urge, "What is it? What is the true history? Tell me quickly!"