Alan was also getting angry. This distant cousin was at an age when he was abandoned by others. But he was pushed to him. Logically, the guards should help the monarch take care of the children. This child was his future monarch. It was quite reasonable when he thought about it.
But William has only been past weaning age for a few years?
And Alan is already at the age where he needs to breastfeed again. There is a generation gap here!
"Go and ask William to wait for a while. I'll be downstairs after I finish washing up. Also..."
Alan thought secretly that since his cousin came all the way to play with him, he had to take his cousin to do something exciting!
"Go and tell them to prepare the car. We are going hunting as planned today!"
"this……"
Hut knew how Alan planned to hunt. If he went alone, it would not matter, as no one would care about him anyway. But now that the little prince was here, he was still playing like this, which was a bit strange.
After looking at Alan who was still confused, Hut swallowed his words again.
…
"Where's William?"
Alan, wearing a solid dark green hunting suit, went down to the lobby on the first floor. He turned around and looked around, but did not see William.
"Master...His Highness is waiting in the reception room."
Hut led Alan to the small reception room.
From a distance, Alan saw a middle-aged man standing by the sofa with his hands folded in front of him, waiting, but behind the large sofa, he could not see the scene in front clearly.
As he got closer, Alan leaned forward and his eyes suddenly opened.
The little brat William hadn't noticed he was coming, and was sitting on the sofa playing video games!
Looking at the big brick in William's hand, it was silver in color with a red border around it. There were two red buttons and the screen was in the middle. Alan couldn't see what game it was, but it looked more advanced than Tetris.
"Hey... since you're here, why are you bringing a gift for your cousin?!"
Alan was behind William. He picked up his game console and put it in his pocket. He said something polite, and in front of William's confused look, he rubbed his flowing golden hair.
"Cousin! Give me back my game console."
"Tsk...you are being polite!"
Reaching out and pulling William's collar, he lifted William up with his backhand. Alan walked around the sofa, half squatted down, looked at William and said, "Why did you come to my place so early in the morning? Who asked you to come?"
"Didn't you say I could come and play with you anytime?"
As soon as Alan changed the subject, William was led astray and tilted his head to look at Alan in front of him.
The last time they had dinner at his house, Alan said that he could come and play with him anytime, and later he promised to give him a cow. A while ago, Alan really kept his word and let him hunt a cow himself.
This made William feel that Alan was a real person, and he was also his cousin!
Little boys prefer to play with older children. At his age, he is not interested in little girls. However, he is more interested in game consoles or other naughty things.
In addition, Allen's appearance is more in line with William's aesthetic taste, and they have a certain blood relationship. There is also the iconic blonde hair. Charles' hair was chestnut when he was young, and as he got older, it gradually turned black. William's hair, like the princess, is golden.
All these conditions combined made William feel very favorable towards his cousin, and there was one most important thing.
The princess has been very busy lately!
Carmarthen is relatively remote, and William's safety is guaranteed here, so...
As soon as he said he wanted to come here to visit his cousin, the princess agreed, arranged for someone to accompany him, and sent him over.
…
"Okay, what time did you leave home this morning?"
Before William could reply, the middle-aged man who had been standing next to him said with a smile: "Sir, we came from Highgrove Manor and set off at around eight o'clock."
Alan glanced at the middle-aged man and said coldly: “I’m asking William, not you!”
He stood up and ruffled William's hair again. William frowned and dodged for a moment.
"Have you eaten yet? Eat some more with me?"
"OK!"
William didn't bother to be polite with Allen and just ate what he was told!
…
The chair was padded with a thick cushion, allowing William to sit higher.
Alan sat next to him, cross-legged, holding bread in his left hand and spoon in his right hand, moving his hands left and right, without any etiquette at all.
William was influenced by Alan and started to eat like him.
The middle-aged man who was serving William didn't dare to say anything when he saw this scene. The look in the earl's eyes just now frightened him. Although William had the highest status here, he was not very sensible!
so……
The Earl's words were still the most effective. He just gave a little reminder and was met with the Earl's cold eyes, so...
You have to keep a low profile. Don't say anything unless the Earl asks. As for the others, let them do whatever they want. No outsiders can see it anyway.
…
"How's that cow I gave you?"
Alan made small talk.
"Cow? Oh..."
William put down the bread and thought for a while, "I also wanted to dye its hair green, but it was disobedient and I killed it for meat! By the way, cousin, can you give me another calf?"
“…”
Alan was stunned for a moment before he understood his logic. He probably wanted to imitate the cow that Alan had before, dyeing the cow's hair, and then the cow became disobedient, so he killed it and ate its meat.
Good boy, you are really irritable!
But this kind of irritability is a bit too direct and needs to be guided.
Alan rolled his eyes and glanced at the middle-aged man standing obediently next to him.
Waving at Hu Te, Allen whispered, "Send someone to buy cattle!"
"Master, the fastest round trip will take three or four hours."
"Hmm... I know, let's buy it!"
"OK."
Hu Te nodded and arranged the personnel himself.
Alan waited for Hut to walk out of the restaurant, put down his spoon, and patted the table to attract William's attention.
"Cousin...I admire your decisiveness, but your behavior is not good."
William was slightly stunned. He was still a little confused about what decisiveness meant and what the approach was.
“Look…”
Allen hooked his finger, motioning William to come closer, and said in a voice that was not lowered at all: "The calf is disobedient, you don't have to accommodate it, you should let the servants do it, don't you want to dye it, you should let the servants do it, for example, let him do it!"
William followed the direction pointed by Allen's finger and glanced at the attendant next to him. He only heard his cousin continue to teach him: "You ask the servants to do it. Whether they can do it or not is their business. If they do well, just praise them. If they don't do well, you can kill them. There is only one cow, but there are more than one servants."
William suddenly realized that what his cousin said was absolutely right and made a lot of sense!
"Soren, why don't you help me dye the calf?"
Looking at his followers, William looked a little unfriendly.
…
The middle-aged man named Sauron broke out in a cold sweat.
How could he answer such a question? This was just a joke, but he didn't expect that the count would bring trouble to him with just a few words.
Can you tell such cruel thoughts to children?
What does it mean that there is only one cow, but more than one servant?
…
"Haha, don't blame him. Some servants are stupid. If you don't tell them, they won't do it. Next time you encounter this kind of situation, if you can't do it well, let them do it. If they can't do it well, punish them or replace them. There will always be someone who can do it well."
Alan patted William's little shoulder, as if to comfort him.
"Cousin is right!"
William felt that he had gained a lot today. It was really fun to be with his cousin!
"Well, I'm going hunting today. Since you're here, come with me!"
"Okay!" William jumped off the chair very proudly.
…
In the yard, several servants were leading horses, following the ramp and driving them onto the small truck.
The horses kept by most noble families are mainly divided into three types.
The first type is the appearance horse.
The only advantage of this kind of horse is that it looks good.
Sometimes nobles would ride this kind of horse when they held outings or pretend polo matches.
Good looking and pretentious.
It's a bit like driving a supercar in a car.
Some time ago, when Charles came to Allen to hunt, the horse he gave to Allen had this attribute, but his horse was more beautiful and had a racing horse pedigree, making it a supercar among supercars.
Riding this kind of horse, hunting...
Well……
Only a rich man like Charles could do this.
The second type is the ordinary one, which looks decent and has good endurance. This kind of horse can be ridden for normal hunting and polo matches.
The third type is the horse for servants to ride. It doesn’t have to be so particular about appearance, but what is required is that it be sturdy, durable and have long-lasting endurance.
When hunting in the wild, servants have to help their masters find and drive away prey.
These are roughly the three types of horses.
But now that technology has advanced, in Allen's house, the servants have started riding motorcycles when hunting prey.
This costs less than raising a horse!
Mainly to save money.
Although theoretically speaking, the national park begins a few dozen kilometers west of the manor.
But there is no prey in this kind of peripheral area. If you want to hunt, you need to go deeper.
And hunting does not mean just riding a horse and carrying a gun, but you have to take the horse and drive!
The distance may be as short as dozens of kilometers or as long as hundreds of kilometers. It is too tiring to travel alone on horseback.
The vehicle that Allen's family uses to transport horses is a modified ordinary truck with a shed.
The one that William's family has is purely the way the rich play, a specially customized heavy truck for transporting horses, a heavy truck like that costs hundreds of thousands of pounds!
Soran looked at the two horse trucks that were loaded with horses and set off first, and then a pickup truck drove out from behind. What was particularly noteworthy was the machine gun mounted on the back of the pickup truck.
“This…this…”
He pointed at the two pickup trucks and looked at Alan.
"Haha, has William ever played this?"
William was also a little confused, but also a little excited. When he went hunting with Charles and Allen before, at least they used old-fashioned hunting rifles, which even had patterns engraved on them. They were very gorgeous and had much more entertainment value than practical value.
But this time, I didn’t expect my cousin to bring out the big guy!
Although he is not very old, as a boy, who doesn’t like guns?
And it’s a machine gun!
"Come on! Cousin will show you something exciting!"
"good!"
…
At 8:30 in the evening, at Highgrove Manor, Diana heard that William, who had been out all day, had finally returned, and that Allen had personally sent him back. She trotted downstairs and saw William standing by the car, holding Allen's hand, somewhat reluctant to leave.
Um……
William was dirty but looked very happy, and so was Alan. I guess the two brothers had a lot of fun today.
It's hard for the Earl of Carmarthen to get along so well with a child. It seems that Alan has a childlike heart!
"Alan...why did you send William back in person?"
“Haha…Aunt, my cousin finally came to visit me that time. It’s so late now. I’m worried if I don’t send him back in person!”
"Mother!"
William seemed very happy to see Diana and reached out to hug her, but when he looked at how dirty his body was, he smiled at Diana embarrassedly.
"Did William go hunting? Did he bring back any gifts for his mother?"
Diana squatted down, touched the back of William's head, her nose moved slightly, and there was a puzzled expression on her face. Why did William smell so much like gunpowder?
…
"Yes, I brought it! My cousin helped me hunt a lot of prey, and I brought a lot back for you!"
Speaking of prey, William seemed very excited and pointed to a truck behind.
"Oh? William has grown up and can hunt now. Let me see what you have hunted?"
As she spoke, Diana stood up, holding William's hand, and prepared to go and see what the prey William was talking about. Allen doted on William too much. He even used a small truck to bring the prey home. If it was a rabbit or something, couldn't he just put it in a box?
…
“Princess… you’d better not look at these prey.” Soran gritted his teeth and turned sideways. Although he didn’t dare to stop the princess, he still gave her some advice.
Thinking of the crazy behavior of the Earl and the Prince in the national park during the day, Soran still felt a little scalp-tingling.
All the animals in the park were driven around by the Count.
Wherever I go, whatever I see is da da da.
There were also servants from the Earl's family riding off-road motorcycles around to help drive away the prey. That scene...
Extremely spectacular!
As for the horses they brought with them, they didn’t even get off the carriage!
What horse are you riding?
His Royal Highness William was held by the Earl and stood in the back of the pickup truck, shouting and yelling.
The two were just playing around. There was no mention of marksmanship, tactics, or any battle of wits with their prey!
All afternoon, Soran's ears were filled with the sound of machine gun bullets.
The excitement is very exciting, but what about the prey...
There was basically nothing complete, so they only picked up the ones that were still decent. Now the truck was filled with the bits and pieces of the prey.
She was afraid that the princess would be frightened after seeing that scene.
…
Diana looked a little puzzled. She looked at Soran, then at the very happy William. She thought that her son's shooting skills were not good and the prey he shot was not of good quality. It was not easy for such a young child to shoot something, and he needed encouragement!
He smiled and said, "Then let's not watch it. William has grown up and knows how to bring prey to his mother. Let's go... Let's go home. It's so late, your cousin has to go back and rest."
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