Shouren Academy.
Li Yanlong looked rather displeased. He sat before Xu Qingxiao as though he had come to demand an explanation.
"Lord Li, please don't be angry. Whatever else may be said, this is a major undertaking, both for the court and for Great Wei."
"Think about it. You hold a high office; suffering a little grievance is hardly a big deal. How about this? Once the waterwheel project is complete, I'll write a poem commemorating your contributions. Just imagine-this project benefits both the nation and its people."
"For countless generations, even thousands of years from now, people will still remember your name. Which of those ministers at court could compare with you then?"
At the tea table, Xu Qingxiao did his best to comfort Li Yanlong. He understood how Li Yanlong felt. After all, anyone would have been unhappy if this had happened to them.
Nor were Xu Qingxiao's words mere flattery. Once the waterwheel project was implemented, its achievements would benefit generations to come.
And Li Yanlong's name would surely endure through the ages.
As Xu Qingxiao opened up this new perspective for him, Li Yanlong fell silent.
Indeed, the waterwheel was a good thing, one that would undoubtedly prove immensely useful. A hundred years, a thousand years, or even ten thousand years into the future, waterwheels would surely still exist.
Even if Great Wei's realm changed hands, the people would still need them. When the time came, as long as Xu Qingxiao included him in a commendation, his name would indirectly live on through the ages.
Compared with those civil officials at court...
Even if they looked down on him now and disliked him, so what?
His name could endure through the ages, while once they were gone, they were gone.
At that thought, Li Yanlong stopped