Daming: Grandpa Emperor, please get up and sit on my throne!

A few people who had already stepped aside, waiting to watch the fun, saw that the young eunuch was actually pointing in their direction.

I was stunned for a moment - I was the one who got the melon?

Of course, the other people soon discovered that the person being pointed at was not themselves, but Xia Yuanji who was standing with them.

Several people felt a tightness in their hearts.

He lowered his voice so that only they could hear it and said, "No, Weizhe, did you offend some prince or noble? Why did they come looking for you with such a big ceremony..."

"Or... did you commit something horrible?"

"This posture is unusual at first glance."

"..."

As they spoke, the others all swallowed nervously, and stepped back further and further away, fearing that they would be implicated by accident.

As the saying goes, a dead Taoist friend will never die if he is a poor Taoist.

Besides, they and Xia Yuanji are just roommates, and Xia Yuanji is a very serious person. It doesn't matter whether he is kind or not, he doesn't have much weight.

I heard the voices of my roommates gradually fade away.

Xia Yuanji also stood there in bewilderment, somewhat at a loss, and frowning in confusion:

"Who did I offend? Did I commit a crime? ...I usually stay in the Imperial College, attending classes, studying, and reviewing. I rarely go out, so I don't have the opportunity to do this, right?"

He quickly reviewed everything he had done recently in his mind, but was still confused.

But unfortunately, the other party was targeting him with such a clear goal.

This made Xia Yuanji panic.

Although his ancestors were officials in Huguang Province in the late Yuan Dynasty, his family had fallen on hard times. His father died early, and his mother had been solely responsible for the family expenses and raised him. After years of hard study, he passed the examination to become a scholar and then a juren, and his life finally got better.

But if I really get involved in those major events in Yingtian Prefecture... I'm afraid I'll be crushed into ashes in an instant.

Not to mention one's own ideals and ambitions, and the earnest expectations of one's family.

Think of this.

Xia Yuanji's throat felt tight and dry.

When I came to my senses, my roommates had disappeared. When I looked around again, they had gone far away and were looking at me with their necks stretched as if it had nothing to do with me.

But this is not the time to worry about them.

Xia Yuanji collected his thoughts, bit his tongue, and tried to remain calm. He then spoke with difficulty, "This...this eunuch..."

However, he had just opened his mouth to speak.

Then the leading eunuch came over and uttered a sharp scolding voice: "How dare you! Who the hell told you to point your claws around like that?!"

Xia Yuanji was naturally frightened and retracted his voice.

He froze in place, not daring to move.

At the same time, he also saw the little eunuch who was pointing at him tremble, and quickly pulled his hand back, his face showing embarrassment, bitterness, and grievance: "This... Eunuch... This servant..."

He was just following orders.

The instructions said that he should find out Xia Yuanji's current whereabouts as quickly as possible, so he did so and also found a portrait to confirm his identity.

But who would have thought.

He was just a student of the Imperial College, a candidate who failed the last special examination.

(Part of the students of the Imperial College came from a small number of candidates who failed the imperial examinations).

Why do you act like you can't offend anyone?

"Go slap yourself in the face!"

The leading eunuch had a serious look on his face and punished him without mercy.

Being a student of the Imperial College is nothing big, but being "a person specially summoned by His Majesty" is an opportunity that he doesn't know how to cherish. Later on, he might not be able to eat shit in time.

The young eunuch felt even more aggrieved, but even so, he was only stunned for a moment, then he pursed his lips respectfully, lowered his head and stepped aside, and his two hands "slapped", "slapped", "slapped"... took turns hitting his face.