"Oh, what is that?"
Upon hearing Li Yang's words, Emperor Jianming, who was seated in a yellow cloth chair, raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked him.
"These two items, I wish to call them 'saddle' and 'stirrup', and I need to make them on-site for His Majesty to see."
Li Ming bowed respectfully and Emperor Jianming looked surprised, then scrutinized Li Ming with astonishment. He still felt that a dignified chief official of the present dynasty wouldn't aimlessly blather in such a setting—unless he no longer cared about his own future.
But would someone who actively sought to please him not care about his future?
The Emperor smiled at the corners of his mouth, thought for a moment, waved his hand, and spoke to the attendants, "Assist Lord Li Ming in making this... saddle and stirrup."
"Yes."
The attendants immediately rose to their feet and bowed respectfully, then approached Li Ming with a smile, "Lord Li, please."
"I dare not, I dare not."
