The Song Dynasty's Criminal Division and the Secret Spies Division are known as the two palaces of the King of Hell:

The duty of the Criminal Department is to supervise local officials. In the Song Dynasty, the county magistrate can sentence crimes below the punishment of the poker or the punishment of the poker or the punishment of the poker or the punishment of the poker or the prefecture is mainly responsible for supervision. The death row prisoners in prefectures and counties generally have to be approved by the prisoner.

In other words, the Criminal Department is the highest trial institution for local litigation cases.

The Secret Spies Department is even more mysterious. Its responsibilities can be compared with the Jinyiwei of the Ming Dynasty. It is just an executive officer, not a eunuch. The Secret Spies Department officials went straight to Tianting and also had a great influence in the army.

Zhao Zhen sent such an instructor to a civil servant like Fang Zhongyong who was powerless, so he naturally faced great criticism.

Fang Zhongyong's only previous influence in the army was limited to the development and design of landmines, and at most he designed well drilling tools, which improved the Western Army's well drilling efficiency in Qingjian City.

And these things, whether they are thieves and soldiers, or the descendants of the Song generals, do not take them seriously.

If you do not have the recognition of the people below, and do not have enough reputation and deterrence, no matter how powerful the superiors give you in name, you are just a commander and laughing stock.

Sitting in the carriage traveling west, Fang Zhongyong thought about how to gradually establish his authority was a problem.

The sky gradually became dark, but Fang Zhongyong could see clearly the government office passing by. There was an inconspicuous mark outside the office, which was specially used by the Mission Division.

The outer contour of the mark is circular, and the pattern is divided into two layers inside and outside, and is carved by hollowing. The inner layer is twelve arc-shaped toothed ornaments. The ornaments rotate clockwise. The four birds on the outer layer all fly with their wings spreading their wings, describing agility. The direction of flight is exactly the opposite of the rotation direction of the pattern on the inner layer, which is very unique.

Could it be that Han Qi is still examining potatoes in hairpin?

Fang Zhongyong's heart lit up slightly and said to the coachman and guard team in front of him: "Stop—"

The group of people stopped slowly, and the lieutenant in front of him came to ask Fang Zhongyong what was going on. Fang Zhongyong was silent and just replied softly: "Come to visit Lord Han."

As he said that, he walked forward gently. The crowd waited quietly outside and stood on time.

The soldier who was worth the update outside had already gone to inform Han Qi about this. Han Qi had just had supper and heard that Fang Zhongyong was coming, so he could not be too lazy. So soon after, he called Fang Zhongyong and his team to go in for supper.

Han Qi looked at Fang Zhongyong's harmless look, and then looked at the five big and three-strong men in the secret spy department who were sitting around him without blinking. He couldn't help but a chuckling wafted on his lips.

He raised the tea cup in his hand slightly and smiled at Fang Zhongyong, "I heard that Lord Fang has been newly appointed as the Mission Division. It just so happened that I had such a stubborn mouth that could not be pried open. Since Lord Fang was passing by, I might as well try it-"

After saying this, Han Qi's eyes were filled with bright smiles.

Fang Zhongyong put down the cup of bad tea in his hand that he didn't know what it tasted, but his eyes looked at Han Qi were particularly clear. He had expected that Han Qi would take the opportunity to make fun of him. In his previous life, when he was studying struggle psychology, he had a lesson.

It means to lock in an object, study carefully all day long, learn what the other person likes and hates, and enter the other person's world and win the other person's favor.

Although Fang Zhongyong is arrogant and disdains to do things like this, he is definitely not worse than anyone else's doing it.

For arrogant people, you can exercise your cultivation and endurance in them, and exercise how to keep your emotions from being reflected.

For people who are different from each other, you can test your own insights in front of them. A true master can see a person's mind with every move and expression.

The reason why Han Qi couldn't get a hairpin potato for so long was because he was too confident in the power of torture.

Yes, for most people, torture can pry open the mouth of a man, but if the torture object has a handle that must be protected, it falls into the hands of the enemy?

Those who would rather live than die than speak, besides faith, are not as important as their own life, and what they want to come is not as important as those who are pinned.

At this time, Han Qi's eyes were filled with people who believed that he could not judge, and Fang Zhongyong would definitely not judge.

In Han Qi's opinion, throwing the hairpin potatoes to Fang Zhongyong and giving him a warning to let him know that the work of the spy department is not easy to do, and who is the old man, who is the newcomer, and who should listen to whom, is excellent.

Fang Zhongyong understood very well, but he didn't point it out. He saw through it and didn't say it through it. He just turned his handsome face and asked Han Qi: "I wonder what Lord Han is saying?"

"Potatoes with flowers in her hair," a strange smile floated across Han Qi's face. "To be honest, he was also the writer of Yuewen Study School and the leader of the spy in Xixia. What can Lord Fang do about this person?"

Seeing that Fang Zhongyong did not answer, Han Qi continued: "This person is an important person. He met his family in Wei Mingshan, the death of Lord Xu Qingchuan, and even the case of the useless pigeon expressing Mr. Jian, were involved in him one by one.

The result of our review was that he was the leader of these people, but his status in Xixia, his specific position in the spy network, his purpose of infiltrating into our Song Dynasty, etc., was beaten to death and couldn't ask."

"Wow, it turns out that there are people who cannot be judged by Lord Han. I thought that Lord Han's torture was comparable to Zhou Xinglai Junchen. It was my first torture chair in the Song Dynasty. Lord Han couldn't even ask. I am afraid that my elders can't help me, right?"

Standing aside, the commander-in-chief, who followed Fang Zhongyong, stabbed Han Qi first and Fang Zhongyong again, but neither of them could care about anything with him, a rough man.

Fang Zhongyong smiled, but nodded at Han Qi: "I'm willing to give it a try. Why would Lord Han take me to meet this hard-bodied 'hair potato'?"

Han Qi didn't expect Fang Zhongyong to agree so easily, with a slight change on his face, and he quickly thought to himself, maybe Fang Zhongyong had never seen any torture, so he was so calm, so he got up and raised his hand and said, "Mr. Fang, please--"

Fang Zhongyong followed Han Qi to the dark prison of the Secret Spies Department and walked through a long corridor. On both sides were cells. Heavy iron locks were hanging on the doors, with rust on them, and some even had old blood. They looked very terrifying.

Because of the dark light, simple oil lamps are hung high every five steps. Wherever you pass, some people shout for justice, some people cry, some people beat the prison door or wall with force, and some people even make hysterical laughs, which sounds creepy.

Han Qi thought of the dilemma of secretly vomiting when he first came to the Secret Spies' Dark Prison when he went out to carry someone on his back. He looked at Fang Zhongyong, who was the first time he came.

In the dim light, Fang Zhongyong's side face made Han Qi feel calm and beautiful. For some reason, the words "Lang Yan is unique" came to his mind.
Chapter completed!