Old Jiang had been preparing at the gate for a long time, and the carriage had long been replaced with the kind of carriage that Sun Jian had requested.

They sped along and soon arrived at the gate of the palace city wall.

It wasn't too late yet; at this moment, the gates of the palace walls were filled with carriages of various colors.

The officials who had participated in the morning court session were also making their way into the palace.

Sun Jian didn't dare to delay. After getting off the carriage, he followed the flow of people entering the palace and entered through Jianfu Gate.

They waited in the waiting courtyard for the morning court session to begin.

Sun Jian walked into the courtyard and roughly counted more than three hundred people.

I couldn't help but marvel at the sheer number of officials of the fifth rank and above in Kyoto...

Sun Jian had originally planned to see if he could find Governor Yao at the Waiting-for-Leaks Courtyard to catch up, but he couldn't find him after searching around, which left him somewhat puzzled.

Not only did Governor Yao not see him, but even the Prefect of Kyoto, Xiong Juzheng, was nowhere to be seen.

Sun Jian randomly picked an official he found agreeable and inquired about him. He then learned that the ministers who served in the Imperial Study were not waiting in the queue at the Waiting Lou Courtyard; instead, they could go directly to the side hall of the Golden Palace to have a priority audience with the emperor.

Listening to the official's explanation, Sun Jian frowned: "That's not right, what about Lord Xiong?"

"I heard that Lord Xiong is not among the ministers serving in the Imperial Study. Could it be that he has fallen ill today?"

The official looked bewildered: "Which Lord Xiong are you referring to?"

"Xiong Juzheng, governor of Kyoto."

The official suddenly realized, "Oh! So you're talking about Lord Xiong Juzheng!"

"Lord Xiong has not claimed illness. You may not know this, but those waiting in line at the Waiting Hall are not only ministers of the Imperial Study, but also those with urgent memorials or those summoned by His Majesty."

After the official finished answering, something suddenly seemed very wrong, and he began to scrutinize Sun Jian repeatedly.

"Wait a minute, who are you? Why have I never seen you before at the morning court session?"

Since the other party had answered a few of his questions, Sun Jian did not intend to hide anything and respectfully clasped his hands in greeting: "I am Sun Jian, and I am the Crown Prince's tutor appointed by His Majesty."

"who?"

To everyone's surprise, when the official heard the name Sun Jian, his eyes widened in shock.

"Sun Jian".

Sun Jian originally wanted to imitate the ancients and say, "A true man does not change his name or surname," but then he thought it was unnecessary.

He's just a nobody, with no official rank or grade, so nobody cares about him.

The other party's surprise was probably because they were curious as to why a mere tutor to the crown prince could attend the morning court session.

"Sun...Sun Jian?"

"You...you are Sun Jian?"

"The Imperial Tutor Sun appointed by His Majesty?"

The official was still in shock and couldn't recover for a long time; he even started to stammer.

"What's wrong? Do you recognize me?"

Sun Jian was baffled by the official's agitated reaction.

"I know him! I know him!"

"How could I not know you? Who in the entire capital doesn't know you, Sun Jian!"

The official was extremely excited, much like a fan seeing their idol in later generations.

Sun Jian suddenly realized that this guy might be mentally unstable. Just as he was about to leave, the official grabbed his arm.

"Reader Sun, did you really write that poem 'Prelude to Water Melody: When Will the Moon Be Bright'?"

"Get out of my way, do you hear me?!"

Sun Jian immediately became angry, his face hardened, and he pointed his finger at the official's nose, threatening him.

To his surprise, his threat not only failed to work, but instead made the official even more frantic, and the hand gripping his arm tightened even more.

"Reader Sun, you don't know, recently your story has been circulating not only in the imperial court, but also throughout the entire capital, in the streets and alleys..."

"Heaven has eyes! I've finally met the real person this time."

"Reader Sun, you are truly talented! Meeting you today, you are indeed a man of great bearing and extraordinary appearance!"

"As expected of His Majesty's personally appointed tutor to the Crown Prince."

The official completely ignored what Sun Jian was saying, turning into a devoted fanboy and continuing to excitedly mutter to himself.

Not content with holding on with one hand, he stretched out both hands to pull Sun Jian, and the force of his pull increased.

Seeing this, Sun Jian was helpless and speechless.

With his combat strength of 80 points, he could easily break free, but in doing so, the idiot holding his arm would also be thrown away. There were too many people around, and it might attract even more attention.

"Sir, could you please pay attention to your manners...?"

Sun Jian was about to give this idiot a heads-up, but before he could even finish speaking, the idiot immediately yelled.

"My lords, come and see! This is Lord Sun, Sun Jian, the Attendant Reader!"

"Holy crap!"

"You fucking..."

Upon hearing this man shout, Sun Jian wanted to slap him across the face.

But it was too late; all eyes were now on them.

Upon learning that he was Sun Jian, these people quickly surrounded him.

"Really? Is it really Lord Sun?"

"That's Sun Jian? Sun Shidu? I don't believe it! How could he possibly defeat General Li with that build?"

"Is he the one whom His Majesty personally selected as a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examination)?"

"It is said that he possesses unparalleled medical skills at such a young age, and even Governor Yao has praised him highly..."

For a moment, the officials looked at Sun Jian with the same disdain as monkeys in a zoo, sighing and pointing, their eyes filled with astonishment.

Some questioned it, some were surprised, some were jealous, and of course, some admired it.

Some of the sixth men even looked incredulous and tried to pinch Sun Jian's flesh to verify his authenticity.

"What the hell are you doing reaching out your hand?"

Seeing that one of the men was reaching for his crotch, Sun Jian was so frightened that he immediately pulled away from the hand that was holding him, took a few steps back, and looked on warily.

"Stop right there! Don't move!"

"You're all court officials, what are you trying to do?"

Sun Jian rolled his eyes at everyone helplessly.

Are these people officials or thugs?

Why do they all look so naive and unsophisticated?

Sun Jian's reminder made many officials realize that they had been too impolite and lacked official decorum. They quickly straightened their robes and calmed their excited emotions.

"Hehe, Lord Sun, please don't be alarmed. My name is Fu Hui, and I am the Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review. I am honored to meet you here."

At this moment, the official who had previously grabbed Sun Jian with both hands stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and respectfully gave Sun Jian an official salute.

Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review?

Is this the behavior of a fourth-rank official?

Sun Jian rolled his eyes at him and gave a perfunctory cupped-hand salute.

With a fawning smile, Fu Hui said to Sun Jian, "I apologize for my rudeness, Lord Sun. I hope you will forgive me."

Upon seeing Fu Hui apologize, the officials standing behind him also bowed and offered their apologies.

"I have long admired the name of Attendant Reader Sun. Today, I am so excited to meet him that I have been so impolite."