Technique Transmission Pavilion

Afterward came the assignment of work and lodging.

The one in charge of the assignments was a Force Training Martial Master. He quickly led everyone to the bamboo lodges nearby.

"Zhang Si, Room A, ten-man quarters. Go help at the firework room."

"Li Gen, Room B, twenty-man quarters. Report to the night watch quarters first."

"..."

This Force Training Martial Master was the court's second-seat disciple, named Chang Bai.

After settling these several dozen disciples, he did not hurry off. Instead, he smiled faintly and offered a hint.

"Having you do these things is also a way of contributing to the sect.

"Of course, everything can be discussed. It depends on whether your sincerity is sufficient."

Chang Bai's words were practically an open hint, and everyone quickly caught on.

At once, two youths stepped forward and stuffed several dozen taels' worth of gold notes into Chang Bai's hand.

A satisfied smile immediately appeared on Chang Bai's face.

"Not bad. You can be taught. I'll arrange for you two to stay in the small building behind Room A, and assign you miscellaneous duties later."

The two youths immediately nodded and agreed.

Seeing this, Wei Luo could not help but sigh.

Money truly could not be escaped anywhere.

Spend money to grease palms, and you could do less menial work while receiving better rooms.

One could tell from those two youths' clothing that they were probably from aristocratic families.

As for the remaining several dozen disciples assigned to the Celestial Pivot Court, most were commoners. They had no money and could only watch the two with faces full of envy.

"Senior Brother Chang, what miscellaneous duties do I need to do?"

Seeing that Chang Bai had yet to arrange anything for him, Wei Luo took the initiative to step forward and ask.