As when the new officials took office in later generations, Han Ziming convened a meeting of the four envoys under the pacification department to meet with Zhang Bin, the military staff of the department.

In the conference hall, after Han Ziming's brief introduction, Zhang Bin stood up and saluted the four envoys with different expressions, and said with a smile: "I have just arrived here, and I will ask the four envoys to take care of me in the future." ”

But the four envoys were indifferent, and looked at Zhang Bin indifferently or indifferently.

There was an awkward silence in the chamber of the pacification division, Zhang Bin's eyes narrowed, but he didn't expect that these four envoys who were one level lower than him would be so rude to him.

Han Ziming coughed lightly and shouted, "You still haven't visited the military yet." ”

Only then did the four envoys stand up, clasped their fists at Zhang Bin very perfunctorily, and said scatteredly: "Meet the military staff." ”

Zhang Bin looked at the four of them who were over forty years old, and thought to himself that he was too young, and these four were not convinced.

At this time, Han Ziming said without scruples on the side: "Ziyu, these four old hammers have been working for seven years in the shortest position of the envoy, this time I finally vacated the position of the military staff, but they didn't have their share, so there is something wrong in my heart, don't take it to heart." ”

Zhang Bin suddenly felt in his heart and said with a smile: "The deputy envoy is serious, how can the lower officials take this matter to heart." ”

Han Ziming shouted to the four envoys again: "Don't complain about the four of you, Ziyu will take over the position of the official and become my appeasement of the division and military participation, this is the will of the Son of Heaven, but it is not the will of justice." ”

When Zhang Bin heard this, his expression was calm, but his heart was awe-inspiring, Han Ziming did not hide this at all, and he clearly said to these four envoys, if you want to blame the emperor Zhao Qi, don't blame the prime minister Han Qi.

The four envoys glanced at each other, stood up and bowed to Han Ziming, and said in unison: "Deputy envoy atonement, we should obey the will of the Son of Heaven." ”

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It was not very pleasant to meet the four envoys, and it was an unhappy parting, but Han Ziming was very enthusiastic and personally accompanied Zhang Bin to visit and introduce the pacification of the Yamen.

"Ziyu, you just came, and you have to prepare for next year's imperial examination, and you can't be busy with too many things, so you will be in charge of the torture of the enemy! You don't have to worry about anything else! When Han Ziming took Zhang Bin to visit the prison of the pacification department, he suddenly said with a smile.

The pacification department is divided into four departments, which are responsible for logistics equipment, military intelligence investigation, intelligence collection and analysis, and torture and prisoner of the enemy.

Zhang Bin scolded secretly in his heart, but the smile on his face was even worse, and said: "What the deputy envoy said is extremely true, the subordinate officials are indeed too busy, so according to what the deputy envoy said, I will take care of this torture and prisoner of the enemy first." ”

Han Ziming gave the envoy next to him who was in charge of torturing and imprisoning the enemy, and the latter also arched his hand and said: "The subordinate officer can listen to the dispatch of Hou Si to participate in the military at any time. ”

Zhang Bin couldn't help but scolded in his heart: "Dispatch a Mao, take care of the prisoners, what do I have to dispatch." ”

Although he was dissatisfied, Zhang Bin still followed the envoy into the prison to inspect, but Han Ziming was unwilling to enter such a dirty place, so he found an excuse to drink tea and wait outside.

It is the same as the prison of the Criminal Department, but compared to the prison of the Criminal Department that Zhang Bin has visited, the prison of the Pacification Division is more secretive, and even if it were not for the envoy of the Ministry to lead the way, Zhang Bin may not be able to find the entrance for a while, and this dungeon is more heavily defended.

Zhang Bin instructed Li Siwa to wait outside with five veterans, and he took the snake slave and followed the envoy into the dungeon.

The same filth and filth, the air is also extremely foul, no wonder Han Ziming is reluctant to come in, even if the envoy of that ministry is not Zhang Bin wants to come in, he will never come in, which can be seen from his ugly face.

There were only six or seven prisoners in the cell, who were dying from this environment and the little food that hung for their lives every day, and when they came in, they just lay on the ground and watched in despair, neither screaming nor moving.

Zhang Bin didn't bother to ask about the origin of these prisoners, they were nothing more than the secret spies of the Liao State or Western Xia.

But when he passed by one of the prisons, his heart jumped inexplicably, because there was an inexplicable cold breath faintly coming from this prison.

Zhang Bin frowned and stopped, turned to look at the prisoners in the prison, and he noticed that the faces of the six prisoners in the other prisons had extremely strong anticipation on their faces.

Zhang Bin didn't think much about it, thinking that most of the time this prisoner had offended the other prisoners, and the other prisoners were looking forward to them cleaning up the prisoner.

The prisoners in this cell were lying on their backs when they heard someone stop outside their cell and turn around slowly at a snail-like pace.

The next moment, seeing the prisoner's body and face clearly, Zhang Bin's heart was cold, and his face changed greatly.

Because he doubted that what he saw was no longer a person, or rather a living person.

The prisoner looked old, with snow-white hair, but it seemed to have a few teeth.

The prisoner was short, less than five feet.

The prisoner was very thin, so thin that his chest and abdomen collapsed, his limbs were as thin as firewood, and there was no muscle or fat on his body, and a thin layer of skin was wrapped around his jagged bones.

The shape of his face immediately reminded him of one of the most annoying animals of man—rats.

That's right, this person's face can only be described by four words: sharp-beaked mouse gills, which looks too much like a mouse.

and the deep-set eye sockets looked like two black holes, plus his pupils were pale green, and even faintly flashed green, the overall feeling was terrifying.

The prisoner had no prison uniform these days, and the prisoner was wearing a strange garment sewn from sheepskin, but it was already in tatters, and hung on his body like silk.

Except for the thin skin that has lost its elastic luster and is covered with bones, this person is simply a skeleton of bones, and Zhang Bin even suspects that if this person is thrown into a pile of bones, or if this person closes his eyes and does not move, no one will think that he is a living person.

Suddenly seeing such a ghost-like person in this prison, this picture is extremely strange and terrifying.

Even Zhang Bin's state of mind couldn't help beating wildly, and instinctively took three steps back.

At this time, he noticed that the envoy and several jailers had already retreated four or five meters away, looking at the prisoners in the cell with some fear, and only he and the vigilant snake slave were left in front of the iron bars of the cell.

"Kill him, he's a rat, kill him quickly! He's a rat spirit, he's a monster......" Suddenly, the prisoner in the cell opposite this cell roared loudly, his face filled with extreme fear.