"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."
Chen Ming was about to kneel in thanks. The Emperor personally came to assist him, demonstrating such humility. Naturally, he should be perceptive and display the demeanor befitting a courtier.
Halfway through the bow, he found himself unable to complete it.
The elderly eunuch who had been following the Emperor spoke in a sharp voice, "His Majesty has kindly excused you from the bowing ceremony. Henceforth, do not repeat this mistake."
Although it was a reprimand, the tone was not harsh, more like a reminder.
Is this for real?
Chen Ming was somewhat surprised, thinking it was merely for show.
Politicians are all actors; can their words be taken at face value?
"Yes."
He lowered his head and replied.
The Emperor noticed he neither displayed shock nor trembled as though walking on thin ice. His demeanor was calm, and his words were cautious, which made the Emperor all the more fond of him.
