The 16th year of Kangcheng in the Dagen Dynasty, on the third day of the seventh month.

It is advisable to build ground, set up beds, get married, repair them, not study, take up posts...

Bao Zheng and 123 death row prisoners gathered from all over the country entered Beijing and became sharpeners from the Bianjing General Office of Kaifeng Prefecture.

For these death row prisoners, luck is really good.

Kaifeng Prefecture suppressed the world for the Dagen Dynasty. The Dagen Dynasty had nineteen routes and 47 prefectures and 163 counties. In addition to the five major military prefectures, there were branches of Kaifeng Prefecture everywhere. If you could be assigned to the General Office, you would be lucky and have better food, accommodation and treatment than elsewhere, and your life would be longer.

Maybe the ancestors bless you, and after a year, you can become the next "Nine-Life Royal Cat".

Among these dead prisoners, there are many evil and arrogant people, some of whom have many lives on their hands, and they are all determined and full of longing for the future.

Bao Zheng was caught among a group of evil people and did not talk to anyone. Under the instructions of the officer in charge, he slowly walked into the torture room of the main hall of Kaifeng, the neighboring official.

Kaifeng Prefecture has a higher system than roads, prefectures and counties, but its internal structure is still named after the house. It is not a common three-class and six-bedroom house. It is only divided into three-bedroom houses, including Anguo houses, demon-killing houses, and torture instrument houses.

Among them, Anguofang is the chief of officials, households, rites, soldiers and labour, and to stabilize one side; like the subordinate prefectures, county governments and county governments, it assists the various departments of the court.

The Demon-Slaying Room is responsible for killing demons and eliminating demons, suppressing the extraordinary power of Dagen, and also killing evil people who violate the law and harming corrupt officials on one side.

The torture instrument room, also known as the knife room, specializes in the maintenance of various torture instruments and provides logistical support for the demon-slaying room.

Bao Zheng and others are like the "maintenance tools" in the torture instrument room. They are all dead prisoners who should have been killed in the autumn. Where can there be any people?

Bao Zheng has the awareness that a "tool person" should have. He honestly named it and entered the book, ate and took a bath, fell asleep at six o'clock, and tried not to snore and affect others. He should use the fullest spirit to meet the dangerous work the next day.

Even Kaifeng Prefecture, which is famous all over the world, only spends half a day training people to sharpen their knives. Anyway, they all live long. The ghost-headed knife that kills people is much easier to sharpen than the kitchen knife used by households, and it mainly depends on strength.

So tomorrow afternoon, Bao Zheng will officially take up his post.

......

The next day at 3:00 noon, the most intense time of the day.

Hundreds of sharpeners were full of food and drink, and were fully nourished. They were lined up in an orderly queue to be inspected by Niu Dagang, the officer in charge of the torture instruments.

Niu Dagang's cold eyes swept across the death row prisoners and a hummed out of his nose.

"I know the best thing you turtle grandsons are thinking!"

"I went to Kaifeng Mansion to be this sharpener. I just wanted to live a few more days, thinking that living is just a profit!"

"There are even people who have bad intentions and want to find a chance to escape! Mr. Niu tells you, if you are an honest and decent knife sharpener, you may be able to live a few more days. If you want to escape, no matter how you are in a dilemma, Lingchi will become a kind of happiness!"

"If you want to live longer, remember Mr. Niu's words. First, you must be honest and be honest, and second, you must understand the rules! What rules? Of course, it is the rules of the sharpener!"

"Remember! Every day starts from 3 noon to 6 noon, which is the time for you turtle grandsons to work!"

"This is our Lord Hai's compassion for you, the turtle grandson. We have specially chosen the most yang energy in the day, so that you can live for a few more days. Remember to be grateful!"

"If you encounter someone who is resentful in the process of sharpening the knife, don't be fussy. You can't die in a day or two! If you encounter someone who is like a needle and stabs your mind, you will hit Caitou and meet Holy Soul!"

"If you don't want to die, immediately bite the blood from the tip of your tongue and spurt it out, and then summon the men in charge and give you a bowl of 'Sanyang Soup', Paul and others will die!"

"Damn it, that is, our Lord Hai is generous and kind. He has to be so kind to treat you, the unforgivable turtle grandson. If it were me, I wouldn't matter how you die! Chen San, Thursday, let's divide them into groups and kill them..."

Niu Dagang cursed and turned around and left. Two Zaoli immediately named the roster and grouped the more than 100 sharpeners. According to the number of people required for daily "attendance", they were temporarily divided into three groups A, B and C, with about 40 people in each group.

"Today, we will join the wheel worker of the Group A. Guo Cheng, you are responsible for a wide-headed iron knife. Since the last sharpening, we have killed eleven people yesterday!"

"Li San, the Nine-ring Ghost Head Knife, killed thirteen people yesterday! Liu Dalang, the Qiushuiyan Feng Knife, killed twenty-one people yesterday! Bao Zheng... You are lucky. The ringless elephant-nosed knife you got has only killed seven people since the last time you sharpened it."

The more the torture knives assigned to the sharpeners, the greater the danger of sharpening the knife. Chen San, the Zao Li, who was responsible for the dispatch, glanced at Bao Zheng and nodded slightly.

The status of scholars in the Dagen Dynasty is not low. Today, Kaifeng Prefecture Order Hai Zhengganghai is a third-rank scholar.

Before Bao Zheng committed the case, Tong Sheng had a literary figure. Although he committed the crime of lust, he was mistaken for bandits. Even an old Zaoli, who had been in the yamen for many years, would subconsciously look at him differently and give him a knife with the lowest danger.

The more kindness comes from strangers, the more you need to understand it. It is even more rare among these six doors. Bao Zheng recorded Chen San's appearance, took the ringless elephant-nosed knife from a Zaoli, and walked towards his own whetstone.

On the sharpening square of the torture instrument room, there are large bronze mirrors on all sides to attract the gathering of sunlight. The entire square is illuminated brightly. There is a small wooden stool on each sharpening station, whetstones five feet long and one foot wide, and leather buckets filled with clear water.

What a sharpener has to do is very simple. Just sharpen the torture knife. When the work time is over, there will be a servant in the torture instrument room to inspect it. If the resentment on the torture knife is eliminated, it will be completed. Otherwise, the knife will be passed to another group of sharpeners tomorrow and continue to sharpen it.

Bao Zheng entered Beijing all the way and heard that there were also immortal masters in the Dagen Dynasty, but he didn't know why these masters refused to personally take action to eliminate the resentment of these swords. It was probably because the immortal masters refused to take action for such a "small thing"?

This kind of thing is not something that a small person like him should consider. Now he is thinking about how to survive. If he survives a year like the "Nine-Life Royal Cat" Lord Zhan, he can regain his freedom.

The whetstone was soaked in water in advance, dipped in the blade edge, and the bag held the handle with one hand and pressed the head with the other, and the sound of sharpening the knife sounded.

After about half a stick of incense, a cold air came to his face. Although it was not like what Niu Dagang said, "The Yin wind is like a needle, pricking the heart", it still made him feel cold. He had a layer of goose bumps like millet on his arms, and his head was slightly dizzy.

Feeling very uncomfortable.

Bao Zheng suddenly felt a blur before his eyes.

A green book appeared in front of him, with three large characters on the homepage, which looked like seal script but not seal script, and clerical script and regular script, but made him realize it instantly.

"Record of the Rebellion"!
Chapter completed!