Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

The Inspectorate Mansion is not far from the restaurant where Han Yi had just eaten, just two or three blocks away, and both are located in the center of the town.

The only difference is that the Inspectorate Mansion is surrounded by trees and lush greenery, and is relatively quiet.

The interior of the Inspectorate Mansion is not complicated. In addition to the two large courtyards in front and back, the rooms on both sides are square, as if they are for servants to live in.

In the middle is a small building, about two or three stories high, with an overall gray and white appearance, eaves and arches, and high eaves, elegant and generous.

Although Han Yi has not gone in to see it, through the building door, he can see that the first floor seems to be a hall.

He has seen the whole Inspectorate Mansion, so he doesn't waste time anymore and goes directly to the small building in the middle.

Under the guidance of the housekeeper Yang Du, he went through the stairs on the side of the first floor hall to the second floor, which is also his daily office area for handling various things.

The door of the study was open. In the space as large as half of the hall, there was a large table, and there were two rows of large bookshelves behind it.

There were two candlesticks on the table. The candlesticks were exquisitely shaped like lotus stamens. The brackets were spread out around them, and several candles were placed on them, illuminating the entire study room.

Han Yi pulled out a chair and sat at the table.

There were various documents on the table, which seemed to have been accumulated for a while.

"Do you need me to read them to you?" Yang Du asked cautiously.

These days, the trend is to value martial arts over literature. There are many martial artists who are powerful but have poor literacy skills.

"No, I can read it myself." Han Yi waved his hand and took out a few copies to look at them.

Basically, the content was something that the three hall masters could not make decisions on, or something that needed the approval of the inspector.

For example, Xuanwu Hall recently wanted to expand its staff to facilitate the maintenance of public security in the Qiyun Mountain area, and wanted the approval of the inspector.

For example, there were several foreign merchants who wanted to purchase the mineral specialties in the mine, and the inspector needed to go to negotiate.

For example, if a monster appears in the industrial area, or if bandits appear on the trade route, the inspector is requested to come forward to solve the problem.

In addition to these, there are also some small matters, such as the opening of a shop, restaurant, or flower house in Jingming Town, and the inspector is expected to cut the ribbon, have a meal, and receive some small gifts... or if there are conflicts between several people, the inspector needs to mediate...

Han Yi looked at it for a while, and probably understood the position of the inspector, the specific duties, and what he should do.

Butler Yang Du stood quietly at the side of the study, waiting patiently.

Han Yi got up and, under the leadership of Yang Du, left the study and reached the bedroom on the third floor.

Washing room, sleeping bedroom... Compared with the small courtyard in Jiuquyuan where he lived before, it was much more luxurious.

"Sir, there is a bell on the bed board. If you have anything at night, just call me." Yang Du pointed to a bell line beside the bed.

Han Yi nodded, then waved his hand to let him leave.

When Yang Du left, he wanted the two beautiful maids following him to sleep with him, but Han Yi refused.

He was not a lustful person, and he didn't have that intention.

Besides, he had seen the casualness and debauchery between martial artists. These maids had no idea how many times they had slept with the previous inspectors, and he didn't like them.

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The next morning.

The sun was rising, and the morning light was slightly white. It seemed to be a good day today.

Han Yi, led by Qu Qiao and Zhu Haishan, left Jingming Town and climbed up the mountain road. Soon, they came to a mining area.

The stone pits were like holes blown up by shells, one in the east and one in the west, one after another, the big ones were more than ten meters wide, and the small ones were more than two meters wide.

"Why are there so many holes here?" Han Yi sat in the carriage and squinted at the scenery outside.

"Inspector Han, we have explored the mineral veins here before, but we didn't find any. Later, it became a quarry. Many houses in the town were built with stones from here." Zhu Haishan answered quickly.

"Is that so..." Han Yi nodded.

The team moved forward again. The higher they went, the steeper the mountain road became, and the more bumpy the carriage became.

Even if the old horse understood human nature and tried to slow down, the wheels would occasionally press on pieces of gravel, making a clacking sound, causing the carriage to shake again.

"Let's stop here first, we'll walk over." Han Yi told Lao Li and got off the car gently.

Lao Li was the old coachman who sent him back to the inspector's house yesterday.

He didn't talk much and was taciturn, and his old horse complemented him.

Led by Zhu Haishan and the others, Han Yi quickly passed the rugged mountain road and came to a relatively flat area.

Here, Jingtianzhuang built a small stone house, where supervisors, miners, and disciples of the sect who came to mine would temporarily live here, thus forming a small village.

The name of the village is called Mining Village.

Miners kept coming in and out of the honeycomb-like mine in front.

They carried huge backpacks and held pickaxes, looking tired but full of hope.

After mining a certain amount, they would send the ore back to the village, and then several tall men would push the carts to the blacksmith shop at the foot of the mountain.

This kind of cart has only three wheels and is a specially improved transport vehicle for convenient transportation in the mountains.

At the craftsman shop at the foot of the mountain, there will be blacksmiths who will refine the rough ore or make weapons, and then send it to Jingtianzhuang.

This is a complete cycle chain.

Han Yi saw this scene and a trace of nostalgia flashed across his face.

Once upon a time, who could have thought that he had also worked in mining, and he also started out as a mining disciple, step by step, struggling and struggling...

Even he himself could not have thought of it.

Before coming here, he had a general understanding of the situation of the ore veins here.

The Qiyun Mountain ore vein is not small. After preliminary exploration, it is a large ore vein. In addition to the common iron ore and red copper used for weapon making, there are also many associated ore veins.

Some rare ores, such as "Kongsang Stone" and "Huangyan Jade", are occasionally produced here.

Han Yi suddenly understood why Master Zhong Yunxiu gave up the peripheral industries with high profits such as tea gardens and orchards, and specially fought for this area for him.

Obviously, the most important thing about the Qiyun Mountain area is the mining area. Although the area is not large, it is extremely important to Jingtian Manor as a whole, and it is also an important reason why Deputy Manor Master Fang He also wants to intervene.

"Are all the miners here from Jingming Town?" Han Yi came back to his senses and asked casually.

"Yes, they are basically from nearby villages. The mining here is well paid, so they all come here voluntarily." Zhu Haishan replied quickly.

"Yes." Han Yi nodded, "We must pay attention to the distribution of various welfare benefits, so as not to ruin the reputation of Jingtian Manor."

People who have been caught in the rain know how to hold an umbrella for others.