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Three months later, outside the capital.

Five or six half-old carriages slowly drove over, and on both sides of the carriages were guards riding on tall horses with weapons, and everyone's face showed excitement.

Even Chu Yang, the leader of the guards, couldn't help but reveal a hint of curiosity on his face, which always pretended to be cold.

He walked at the front of the team, and sitting on the driver's seat of the carriage next to him was Shen Congzhou.

Even though he was granted a title, he did not have anyone to serve him. Not to mention guards and servants, he didn't even have a coachman.

Moreover, he still worked for Xiao Li like a servant before. Even when Xiao Li mentioned that he didn't need to do those things, he refused.

Chu Yang was confused about this for a long time after he knew that he was Wen Sibo. Every time he saw him next to him, he couldn't help but glance at him with a puzzled look, and he was extremely curious.

But he was also thinking about what his cousin had said, telling him not to be so curious and to think more before speaking and doing things.

He refrained from asking for fear of bringing trouble to his cousin, but no matter how many times he saw him do these things in his capacity, he couldn't help but wonder.

Shen Congzhou had long noticed that he was staring at him. Looking at the capital city right before his eyes, he turned his head and looked at him, "Guard Chu, do you have anything to ask me?"

“Uh…” He was caught peeking and the person in charge asked him face to face if he had anything to ask. Even though Chu Yang had a deadpan expression, he couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed at this moment.

He coughed dryly twice in embarrassment, then stared ahead, slightly leaning towards the carriage, and asked him in a low voice: "Mr. Shen, there is something I have been thinking about for a long time. You are now the Earl of Wensi, why do you still do these rough jobs yourself? The young master has others do it, you..."

Facing Chu Yang's hesitant look, Shen Congzhou had already guessed what he hadn't said. He frowned and thought for a moment before looking at him and asking, "Why not?"

"No, no, it's not impossible." Chu Yang was an average student, but he admired those who were good at studying. Especially since he had listened to Shen Congzhou's teachings along with the other children from the Xiao family, his respect for the teacher was from the bottom of his heart. "I just think that the teacher doesn't need to work so hard."

He has to do everything himself, manage the business for the young master, teach several young masters to read, and from time to time he has to accompany the young master to do disaster relief work. He is almost as busy as his cousin.

However, Mr. Shen is different from his cousin. His cousin is the prefect, and he has to be busy most of the time. But Mr. Shen only has the title of Wensibo and has no official position, so he doesn't need to do anything.

"I don't feel tired." Shen Congzhou held the reins and looked ahead calmly. "If we really want to talk about hardship, you are much more tired than the audience."

Although taking care of so many things is a bit time-consuming, he only needs to take responsibility for the young master, while the young master shoulders the burden of half of the world.

Moreover, the young master handed all those matters over to him to handle, which shows the young master's trust in him.

A gentleman will die for his friend. Although he may not be able to do this, the young master has been kind to him and saved his life. He also provided him with enough financial help when he was looking for his elder brother, so that he could find out his elder brother's whereabouts as soon as possible.

The young master treats him sincerely, and nothing he does for the young master is too much.

"..." Chu Yang hesitated to speak, wanting to ask what great favor Xiao Li had done for him that made him so devoted to him. But then he changed his mind and thought, wasn't he also devoted to his cousin?

What was the reason? He thought about it for a long time, but couldn't come up with one. He only knew that since he could remember, the elders in his family had always told him to listen to his cousin...

Following closely behind was Yu Qingshan's carriage, and returning with him were people from Qingshan Temple, including his fellow disciples, nephews, and nephew's grandsons.

Several of his fellow disciples rode in the same carriage with him, while his nephews and grandsons of nephews sat in the two carriages at the back.

The carriage in the middle was slightly taller than the other carriages, but it also looked half-old and half-new from the outside.

At this time, the sound of a baby slurping could be heard from the carriage.