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Faced with Sang Qingxiao's request, Lei Luo glanced at The Office of Censors behind her and reluctantly nodded in agreement, muttering that it was considered inauspicious for women to approach the under-construction Royal Tomb, as per tradition. However, with the Court dispatching a Demon Catcher, it seemed there was a necessity. "Let's meet halfway; you can follow me, but keep your distance from the Royal Tomb and just observe the surroundings, alright?"
His words were reasonable and heartfelt, and Lei Luo was not a bad person at heart, so Sang Qingxiao agreed.
Unlike the other four tombs, the Xuande Emperor's tomb was filled with various small trees that would soon grow into a forest. In time, it would be lush and vibrant, bustling with life.
As they walked, Lei Luo explained a few things without mentioning anything inappropriate, demonstrating his meticulous nature. When they reached the edge of a lake, Sang Qingxiao stopped in her tracks.
"Is this lake... newly dug? It seems to reflect His Majesty's preferences."
"It's quite expansive, isn't it? Must be a significant size," she remarked.
"Not really; we just pinpointed the underground water veins and dug a pit. The water flowed in by itself, which has made our lives easier."
"So, it's fresh water?"
"Yes, it's fresh water, and it fills up quite quickly."
"What direction does the wind usually blow from here?"
"Most of the time, it's from the northwest."
"Is the wind strong?"
"Not particularly. Further north are several mountain ranges that block the wind. By the time it reaches here, it only occasionally stirs up enough to ruffle clothing; otherwise, it's just a gentle breeze."
The Xuande Emperor's Tomb was situated at the northernmost part of several Imperial Tombs. When the northwest wind blew, it could almost cover all of Great Jing's Imperial Tombs.
Sang Qingxiao asked again, "When you were digging this lake, were you overseeing everything yourself?"
"I focused on the construction of the tomb; this area was entrusted to my deputy."
"Is your deputy also from the Lei Family?"
As Sang Qingxiao continued her inquiries, Lei Luo sensed something amiss and shook his head defensively. "While the construction of the tomb is primarily managed by the Lei Family, we only handle the building aspect. The other details are managed by appointed personnel on rotation. Although I refer to him as my deputy, he also has supervisory duties."
"The Lei Family is quite generous; this arrangement essentially splits the credit in half. Don't you feel frustrated being monitored like that?"
Lei Luo sighed. "Frustration is better than losing one's head. The Royal Tomb is no small matter; any mistake could cost lives. Therefore, our ancestors passed down a rule: members of the Lei Family should focus solely on their craft and avoid overstepping—better to do less than to do more."
"Who just mentioned it was a rotation? Who are the people on duty?"
During the time of the excavation, the person in charge was Deputy Minister Huang Qi. There was no need for Sang Qingxiao to give orders; the subordinates from The Office of Censors had already gone to find someone. Sang Qingxiao glanced back and gestured with her eyes. One person stepped forward and said, "Miss, please give your instructions."
"Find someone who is good at swimming and have them take a look."
Even in the winter chill, Qi Xiaomian's subordinates didn't blink an eye and followed orders without needing further discussion. Another person stepped forward, stretched a few times on the shore, and with a splash, jumped into the water.
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