"Prince Ernst on the other side?"

As he traveled, the carriage came to a sudden halt, followed by a louder inquiry, and the door was opened and Bert helped him get out of the carriage, and Ernst saw that in the somewhat dim darkness, more than a dozen of his vanguard knights were confronting a group of heavily armed men.

"I'm Franz Ernst, and you're the Bonarroti family?"

Some immature but equally loud voices came, and the group on the other side seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and then put away their weapons, and a young man gradually came out of the darkness.

"Álvaro of the Bonaroti family salutes Prince Ernst!"

"Count Bonarroti?"

As the young man had come out of the darkness completely, the guards did not stop him, as he was alone and his identity was presumably confirmed.

Hearing Ernst's words, Count Bonaroti, who had slowly come to Ernst, did not speak, but smiled elegantly and nodded, confirming Ernst's doubts.

Ernst did not speak, but made an inviting gesture, and the Count of Bonarroti bent down to show his gratitude, he had come on horseback, and it was natural to be grateful for being invited into the carriage with him by his master.

Inside the carriage, looking at the luxurious decoration inside, Count Bonaroti couldn't help nodding in his heart, he was worthy of being a prince of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, and his life was much better than that of an ordinary earl like himself.

"Speaking of which, we have also met, when Archbishop Eugène took you to the prince and passed by the Bonaroti family, and at that time it was also the Bonarroti family who had the honor to receive you and his party, and it was ...... at that time"

"There is no need to mention what happened at that time, after all, you also know that it was just the needs of the Vatican, in fact, I just learned to speak early."

Seeing that Ernst didn't want to mention the incident of a few years ago, Count Bonarroti was very interested in not talking about it, just now he just couldn't understand Ernst's attitude towards this matter, so he deliberately tried to test it, and at this time he already understood that there was naturally no need to say more.

"Isn't it quiet in this area?"

Thinking that he had just been armed with a private weapon on his own turf, Ernst asked with some confusion about the doubts in his heart. The Count of Bonaroti did not hide this, nodded and began to talk about the current situation in Florence.

"You should be aware that Italy has been a region of Italy since the Roman Empire by the Normans in the south, and in the Middle Ages it was divided into many small kingdoms, duchies, autonomous cities, and territories. In the 16th century, with the rise of France, Spain, and Austria, it was occupied for more than 200 years. Our Bonarotib family was the nobles canonized during the reign of Napoleon, and now although Italy has been unified, there are many nobles who oppose it, especially at night, and it is not surprising that some rebellious nobles under various banners appear. ”

Nestro nodded, recalling the scene of ordinary citizens living and working in peace and contentment on the way, and asked with some confusion: "Their target is only you nobles?" ”

"Aristocrat...... In their eyes, we are just a bunch of betrayed faith, especially the nobles canonized during the Napoleonic period, who still want to restore the glow of the Napoleonic period. However, the defeat of Napoleon III in the Franco-Prussian War in 1870 ...... all the hopes of these fellows"

"Everyone has a **, and I believe that if King Umberto I was willing to canonize them and guarantee their interests, perhaps they would have become obedient subjects of the Kingdom of Italy very well-behaved."

Ernst's words made Count Bonaroti laugh: "But His Majesty King Umberto I will not do this, because it is not in his interest. ”

"This is also a place of contradiction, and perhaps it is best to maintain the present."

There is no surprise that Ernst is so mature Count Bonarroti, not to mention that there are many precedents in the West, that is, Ernst has already highlighted that he is a smart, extraordinary little guy, and the Vatican has been as naïve as an ordinary six-year-old boy in the past few years.

……

There are many castles in the Kingdom of Italy, but the family of the Count of Bonaroti lived in a country manor house rather than an old castle, and passed through a road that was not too wide, and the group came to a somewhat quaint manor.

The carriage stopped at the main entrance of the manor, and the servants helped to open the door, and then the Count of Bonaroti and Ernst stepped out of the carriage one by one, and Bert followed Ernst as an attendant.

At the entrance of the manor stood two rows of greeters, on the right a beautiful woman of Italian descent and two little girls, who were obviously the Counts of Bonarroti and their two daughters, and on the right were a row of servants, the servants of higher status in the manor.

"This is my wife Mosetti, this is my eldest daughter Mara and my second daughter Adeline. Mosetti, this is Prince Ernst. ”

"Hello madam, I'm really sorry to trouble you at this time."

Mosetti did not answer but smiled slightly, she was surprised that such polite words were said by a six-year-old boy, but it was not suitable to think about this at this time, and returned to his senses and bowed gracefully to invite him to the door, Ernst glanced at Count Bonarotti, who nodded and the two walked towards the manor together.

"Parker, arrange Prince Ernst's guards."

"Excuse me, Parker."

"It is my pleasure to serve you and your guards, His Royal Highness Prince Ernst."

"Very good butler," thought Ernst, the young and handsome Parker butler of the Bonarroti family.

Although the manor is very luxurious, for Ernst, who is accustomed to seeing the Vatican, this place is ordinary, but it is this ordinary manor, and the annual operating expenses alone are not a small amount.

A few thousand acres of land is not bad, if there are only a few hundred or thousands of acres then there is some profit when the harvest is better, but if the harvest is not good, minus the repairs of the manor, the servants' salaries, maybe the owner will have to make some more investment in it.

The nobles are always so glamorous in the eyes of outsiders, but when they see the glamour, no one realizes that they are not only living for themselves, but also have the glory of the family and hundreds of servants behind them. In fact, the aristocracy is not as good as imagined, and of course the better thing about them than ordinary people is that they do not worry about eating and drinking.

The two little guys of the Bonaroti family have been staring at Ernst since he entered the door, which makes Ernst very puzzled, why is there so much pity in the eyes of the other party, is it that he has reached the level of pity for the two little girls?

The Count of Bonaroti, who also saw this scene, was very puzzled, and the Countess was a little nervous, afraid that her daughter would say something inappropriate.

Fortunately, everyone was a smart man, and Ernst seemed to understand something when he saw the countess so nervous, so he did not question the two little girls, while the Count and the Countess of Bonarroti breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"The dinner is ready, I don't know ......"

"I don't have a problem, I can do it anytime."

Count Bonarroti glanced at his wife, nodded and said, "Then let's have a feast!" ”

Typical Italian style of a potluck with an aperitif followed by a platter of melons, sausages and sliced ham.

Count Bonaroti shook the red wine that the servant had already poured and said, "This is the red wine of the Esposito family, it tastes very good, you can taste it." ”

"Is it true that underage boys are allowed to drink red wine in Italy?"

"I don't think anyone here will really think of you as an underage boy, my Royal Highness Prince Ernst."

"Haha! In that case, I'll give it a try. ”