Chapter 466

Outside the castle, William specially let a lot of black front drones fly on Sunday, ready to take pictures of Wilson's wrist watch gone.

Send the photos to the media secretly, and there will be reports in the news. Wilson has a detector on his hand before he enters the castle, but there is no report on his hand after he leaves the castle.

If you spend a little more money on tabloids, it won't take a day for any true or false reports to appear. Even a few articles about problems with watch detectors or immature technology have been prepared.

Wilson put the new detector in his pocket, picked up his shotgun, followed William, who was also dressed in hunting uniform, out of the castle and walked to the stable.

the staff who had been informed earlier took Wilson and his bodyguard to pick the horse.

William said hello to eight professional hunters who came from castle town with hounds.

Good morning, boss.

Neil Jordan, the manger in charge of the stables, looked anxiously at the red rabbit, who was excited when he saw William. "Boss, red rabbit is the champion horse now. It's not suitable to ride to hunt. If something happens, it's too much to lose.".

William is not a person who can't listen to advice. He patted the red rabbit on the horse's head and said, "you take the red rabbit back to the stable. When I come back in the afternoon, I will come to see it if I have time.".

"Yes, yes, boss," old Neil cried to the same nervous horse trainer and horse boy when he saw that William agreed so readily, "send the hare back to the stable, and then help the boss lead a horse.".

Without bothering old Neil, they got on the bloody horse that the old man had prepared for him, hung up their shotgun, and waited for Wilson to come out on horseback. They took four bodyguards who rode the same horse and left the stable under the guidance of eight hunters.

There were eight professional hunters leading the way and more than 20 hunting dogs driving them away. Within two hours, William and Wilson beat two wild boars and a dozen rabbits.

At 12 o'clock at noon, when William heard the reply on Sunday that the news about Wilson had spread, he said to Wilson, who was still in high spirits, "OK, go back to lunch first. In the afternoon, we'll talk about the distribution of goods to the desert area.".

Wilson, who seldom comes out to hunt, is not happy to hear this and nods to agree.

A group of people spent half an hour riding back to the stable. William took out a roll of pounds and threw it to old hunter, the head of today's hunter. "We won't go out in the afternoon. Help me clean up the boars and rabbits, and choose some good ones to send to the castle. Keep the others for yourself.".

"Yes, Mr. Devonshire.".

Old hunter took over a roll of pounds, and immediately knew that there were at least 3000 pounds. Eight people made 400 pounds in a morning. Old hunter was very happy, but he also expected William to go hunting every day in the future. Unfortunately, he just thought about it.

Taking off his hat, old hunter bowed slightly to thank him, "thank you for your reward. May the Devonshire family prosper, mylord.".

"Ha ha," William laughed when he heard old hunter call his master, "well, you can change your name when I really succeed to the earl. It's not right now.".

Riding on a horse, pulling the brim of his head and nodding back, "goodbye, old hunter.".

Then he nodded slightly to the other seven hunters.

The hunters are busy and respectful in return.

I only worked half a day and got one day's money, and old hunter looked like he had a lot of money.

In addition, William's purchase of 3.4 acres of land around the town has been reported, and these people who stay in the town can not live without the Devonshire family in the future.

So we all bow down and salute like old hunter, which makes William who has been dismissive of aristocratic life feel very happy.

A sense of historical novelty arises, and I suddenly understand the reason why those aristocrats who have experienced superiority would rather support themselves than give up the noble tradition.

Seeing the hunter leave, Wilson asked with a smile, "does it feel good?"

"It's a little disrespectful, but it's a good feeling," William said with a smile.

But he knew the big reason for all this was money.

The Devonshire family rose again. Old hunter, who specialized in noble service, deliberately picked up the noble style to please him.

For them, nobles are parents of clothing and food. They don't flatter anyone. Even if they go out to work, they have to flatter their superiors or clients differently. They don't have less meat to show off.

"Ha ha," Wilson laughed when he heard William's words, "only country farms, manors and other places can find some traditional noble etiquette culture,

but I remind you, man, don't indulge in it, these people are the money in your pocket.".

"OK," he interrupted Wilson, and William turned his lips. Of course, he understood what Wilson meant. The residents of the small town, except those who go out to work, depend on him for their income now.

it's normal for them to try to please him, the God of wealth.

"I don't care if they are sincere or fake. I'll pay whoever works for me. If they do a good job, they'll get a raise. If they don't do a good job, they'll be dismissed."."It's good for you to understand. Good traditions should be preserved, but it's better to deal with the relationship between employment and being employed by capitalists," Wilson said in a low voice after thinking about it. "In the future, if someone tries to persuade you to completely pick up the aristocratic style, he must want to harm you or have ulterior motives.".

After that, Wilson stopped talking and stared at William. Seeing that he didn't show any curiosity, Wilson said, "you're really boring.".

After waiting for a moment, Wilhelm was still not interested. Wilson said, "do you know how many servants your relative has now?"

"How much?"

You don't have to think of William to understand that Wilson is talking about the Earl of Oxford who is about to see God.

"A total of 140.".

Wilson looked around cautiously to make sure that no one else followed him except four bodyguards, and then said, "maybe he knows that he doesn't have much time. Now he introduces the whole set that he used to have hundreds of years ago into his home, and he doesn't care about money at all.

for a woman, he can give her jewelry casually, and even pay the gift tax for her. I'm worried that if it goes on like this, he will have to pay for her Before long, he will not only be heavily in debt, he may also damage the reputation of the Devonshire family.

"What does this have to do with the family?" William wondered.

"God, you don't understand," William said, "you don't want to write in the family history that the 46th owner of Devonshire family, the 17th Earl is a man who loves beauty and doesn't love mountains and rivers. It's not a good comment that you lose all your ancestral property for women, have a lot of debt and leave a mess to the next earl.".

Ha, looking at Wilson with some evasion in his eyes, William knew that what this guy said was as good as he could. If you really want to evaluate the Earl now, just think about the evaluation of the worst emperors in history.

And William is concerned about why Wilson will pay attention to the situation of the count, squinting, "what do you care about him to do?"