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The king rewarded the shepherd twice. How and why?

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The king was greatly pleased with the shepherd’s gentleness and intelligence. So he appointed him the governor of a small district. Later on, the king rewarded the shepherd for his honesty, humility and wisdom. He made the shepherd the governor of a much bigger district.

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