The servant led Liao Pingyuan through the small door into the house where they would be settled. Liao Pingyuan asked with great interest, "Is my lord always this busy?"

The servant nodded and said, "Yes, today is a little better. We can have a hot meal in the government office. A few days ago, the master went out every morning and came back in the middle of the night. When it was time to eat, he would just eat something simple with the people on the construction site. Sometimes he would just eat a dry biscuit and that would be a meal."

The servant felt quite sorry for his master, who was actually quite good at enjoying life. Whenever he had time, he would eat very elaborate meals. However, even when he didn't have the means to eat well, he was still happy with simple meals.

Liao Pingyuan hadn't expected that this young master of the Marquis's mansion would be such a hardworking person, which gave him more confidence in his future work.

The father and son were arranged in the main house of a courtyard. There were three main rooms, with beds in the east and west rooms. The beds were already made with bedding. After putting away their luggage, Liao Zhiqi saw a small clay stove in the room with a copper kettle on it. He used the small copper kettle to boil a pot of water, took out the tea he had brought, brewed it, and then took it to his father.

Liao Pingyuan was reading a book under the lamp when he saw the tea that Liao Zhiqi brought him. He said, "Sit down, I want to say a few words to you."

Liao Zhiqi quickly sat down. Liao Pingyuan thought for a moment and said, "Zhiqi, you've seen it too. Lord Xu holds a high position, yet he's so busy. What is it all for? It's to make something of himself. I don't want you to be too successful. I just hope you understand that the peaceful life you want is something you have to earn yourself."