Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 133: A Sense of Security

Su Ming hugged the two drab sets of menial clothes and followed the junior disciple who led the way into Courtyard "Ding-Qi".

The courtyard was small, paved with greenstone, with an ancient well covered in moss in the corner. A few clumps of cold-resistant spirit moss grew crookedly beside it, the only green in the yard. The three side rooms had their doors and windows tightly shut, only the eastern room was empty, its lintel coated in dust.

“This is it, Junior Brother Su.” The junior disciple pointed to the east side room, “There are some old brooms and rags in the storage room, sort them out yourself. Every day at the first quarter of mao hour, the External Affairs Hall will have a steward strike the bell to assign that day’s tasks, don’t be late.”

“Thank you, Senior Brother.” Su Ming bowed and thanked him politely.

Seeing his tact, the junior disciple’s tone softened a little. “My name’s Sun Miao, I also serve in the External Affairs Hall, in the Bing courtyard up ahead. If anything comes up, you can come find me.” With that he turned and left.

No sooner had Sun Miao left than the wooden door of the west side room creaked open.

A burly, dark-skinned man poked his head out. He looked about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, wearing the same gray short jacket as Su Ming. His muscles were knotted and steam rose from him, as if he had just finished heavy labor.

He sized Su Ming up from head to toe, his gaze lingering briefly on the pale, thin face, then he gruffly asked, “New here?”

Su Ming immediately cupped his hands and offered a gentle, harmless smile. “I am Su Ming. I just joined today and was assigned to this Ding-Qi courtyard. I ask for your guidance, Senior Brother.”

Seeing Su Ming’s proper manners, the man’s expression softened and he stepped out.He was tall, a full head above Su Ming, standing in the yard like an iron tower.

“My name’s Zhang Meng.” His voice was loud as he patted his solid chest, “I work in Spirit Beast Valley, taking care of the Cloud-Steppers. You look scrawny, where were you assigned?”

“Temporarily serving in the External Affairs Hall’s Accounting Office.” Su Ming replied.

“Accounting Office?” Zhang Meng’s eyes lit up, his big hand clapped like a fan, “Hey! That’s a good place! No wind, no rain, much better than me dealing with beasts every day and smelling like sweat!”

was loud and straightforward. He walked a few steps up to Su Ming, very friendly. “With you here, this courtyard finally has four people. There’s also Li Kai, who

the main

portly young man, dressed more neatly in a gray robe starched into crisp folds, emerged

his fingertips as if removing nonexistent dust, his eyes

hour, what are you making noise about? Disturbing the

low but carried a

mumbled, “Manager

scanned him from head to toe, lingering particularly on the new menial clothes in Su

menial?” His tone was

Ming understood in his heart that this man was likely the “figurehead”

his humble posture and answered, “Reporting to Manager Zhao, I am Su Ming.

chosen the title “Senior

remember something. The little arrogance on his face instantly smoothed away and

looked at Su Ming again, as if trying to see something in that plain face, then simply nodded and his tone became much more accommodating. “If

said no more, turned and went back into

voice to Su Ming: “Don’t mind him. Fat Zhao’s like that! He’s cocky because his uncle is a steward in the External Affairs Hall and handles

it was

remembered, pointing to the south room that had been shut tight, “that’s Li Kai’s room. He works at Formation Peak. A bit odd, but his skills are solid. When my

he spoke, the south side room’s door slid open a

older than Su Ming and his gaze was evasive. He held half a carved wooden

Ming, his eyes lingering for a moment at Su Ming’s pallid, frail face, a fleeting look of sympathy crossing his features before he dropped his eyes and softly said, “I…

he didn’t wait for a

as if this were nothing: “See? I wasn’t