Zi Shou felt he ought to stand by his principles.
His ministers would be loyal, their ruler treacherous; his ministers honest, their ruler greedy; his ministers virtuous, their ruler wicked.
You take the praise of thousands; I'll carry the blame.
Zi Shou reflected deeply. In fact, as long as he dumped all these things that benefited the people onto his ministers, he could prevent deductions to his foolishness value as much as possible.
After a moment's consideration, Zi Shou said, "I hereby name the manure fertilizer West Garden Fertilizer, and the biogas Lü Gas."
Naming things after their inventors was an excellent idea. Paper had to be called Bi-Jizi Paper, and manure fertilizer and biogas both needed new names-names that immediately told people who had invented them.
Lü Yue and the others froze. "Your Majesty, we are unworthy of such an honor!"
Zi Shou chuckled. "Why should you be?"
Lü Yue and the others were apprehensive. "We were originally mere men of the wilderness. Only through the good fortune of receiving Your Majesty's appreciation were we able to enter court..."
Zi Shou: "..."
As expected, hardly any of these immortal cultivators know how to talk. Not one of them understands how to read their sovereign's wishes, and they keep plopping every hat onto my head.
Don't you want merit, Lü Yue? Having it named after you makes earning merit easier!
They continued, "Besides, we failed to foresee how dangerous the biogas produced by manure fertilizer would be. Flames shot into the sky and alarmed Chaoge. Many commoners must have seen them, and criticism is sure to follow. We have yet to find a way to prevent biogas explosions, either. If we promote its use rashly, mistakes by the people could cause many deaths and injuries. We truly are unworthy of