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Ernst himself was not idle, he helped Talo Balbo to watch him dispose of everything one by one, and then put all the jewels in the treasure chest.

Looking at the very tired Talo Balbo, Ernst patted him on the shoulder to show his hardship, Talo Balbo was obviously a little scared, after all, at this time his heart was full of thoughts about the son of God, gods and the like.

"Go back to sleep! Tomorrow remember to go out and rent a warehouse and buy a wagon, but remember one thing, the wagon goes farther away to buy. ”

The purchase of warehouses and wagons was mainly for the preparation of red wines, and for those excellent red wines, Ernst could leave twenty cases for himself and he was ready to sell them all, and of course this could not be less than Bert.

Talo Balbo left respectfully, taking with him the instructions to bring Bert over. By this time, Talo Balbo's attitude towards Ernst had changed dramatically, and if he had been grateful and loyal before, he was now an unconditional diehard.

Even he may have had no purpose or desire, but simply fear and loyalty to the gods, and was both fond and a little disappointed in the tendon-headed servant Ernst. Everything is very good, the only thing is that it is useless, and it is really a faint and very helpless disappointment.

Later......

"What is the matter with you, Lord Earl?"

Seeing that Bert Ernst was a little hesitant, seeing this scene Bert did not speak, because he knew Ernst's character, and understood that what Ernst did at this time only made him clear how much he attached importance to this matter. Thinking of Ernst's mysterious actions just now, Bert was looking forward to what was about to happen.

"There is something that may be contrary to aristocratic tradition and at the same time stain the Habsburgs, but ......"

Ernst did not finish his words, for Bert had already spoken very seriously at this time: "There are many things that servants expect their masters to do privately, and this is a common thing among nobles, Lord Earl. ”

Bert's meaningful words made Ernst smile, sure enough, he was his butler, and he understood what he meant with only a little mention of many words, but at the same time he was too clever for Ernst to hide certain things from him.

"There's a warehouse in Vienna with a hundred cases of fine wine, and I want you to exchange it for some money."

Bert was not surprised or puzzled by the sudden appearance of red wine, he wondered how his earl, although he could not be said to be one of the richest people, was quite rich, how could he be reduced to the field of selling red wine?

As if knowing Bert's inner conjecture, Ernst had nothing to hide and said: "I have a deal with Cousin Karl for 250,000 pounds!" ”

Although it was only a simple explanation, it also frightened Bert a little, after all, the master's affairs were not for him, the personal servant, to interfere, his duty was to serve Ernst with all his heart, nothing more.

Although he was a little frightened, he knew very well what to say at this time, so he ......

"Don't worry, Lord Earl, I will deal with this matter as soon as possible, but the location of the warehouse ......"

"I'm not busy right now, I'm just telling you for the time being, I'll let you know when I need to, you're very nice Bert!"

If it were the old days, Ernst's appreciation would have pleased Bert, but this time...... To be honest, even Bert himself didn't know whether it was right or wrong to do this, after all, it really went against the example of aristocracy.

As the second son of the crown prince of a country and a European power like Austria-Hungary, Ernst's life should be carefree, and his life should be spent instead of selling things to make money.

Bert left, and Ernst finally relieved himself as he watched the matter cleared.

Tomorrow...... It seems that I can have a good time, but I just hope that ...... Talo Balbo don't mess up anything.

Early the next morning

Ernst woke up and got dressed under Bert's service, and looked at Bert Ernst, whose eyes were a little red, feeling a little guilty, asking Bert, who had been subjected to the traditional housekeeper etiquette for many years, to do something that only a declining aristocrat would do, Ernst himself felt a little embarrassed, but even if he was embarrassed, he needed to continue, because he needed the money.

Ernst's apology was so obvious that Bert had no reason not to see it, but today he was not frightened, but smiled bitterly at Ernst and said that he was really wronged.

If Ernst was still full of apologies just now, but seeing his aggrieved look, Ernst couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart, it was not easy to see such an expression on Bert's face.

Going downstairs with a happy mood, Archduke Ferdinand, Mesimilian, and the Sophie Lord were already sitting there, and when they saw Ernst sitting down, the Sufi Lord said with a mocking face: "Who denied that he was a lazy worm yesterday?" You're 12 minutes late! ”

The Sophie lord looked proud, and Archduke Ferdinand seemed to like to see his children like this, and he looked at his newspaper with peace of mind, ignoring it at all.

"Teasing a true gentleman every morning is not what a lady should do, Lord Sophie!"

"Humph!"

Ernst's words made the Sophie lord unable to argue, and she simply turned her head away from Ernst. But that's fine, because Ernst, who has been cleansed, is finally able to eat in peace.

"Dad said you took me around the palace today, what good advice do you have? Misimian. ”

"You should call me brother!"

Mysimian, who was still ready to continue watching the excitement, didn't expect the battle to end so quickly, and Ernst also took the initiative to ask about what he was most worried about, which made Mysimilian very dissatisfied, and said the thing he called by the way.

Ernst did not speak, but floated his palms in the air, and although it was only an action, it made Messirian very angry.

"Shorter than you and your brother, Ernst!"

Seeing that Mysimilian looked serious, Ernst could only admit defeat, after all, it was all up to Mysimilian to go out today, if he took him to visit some irrelevant places, wouldn't it be a loss to die?

As if knowing what Ernst was thinking, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Mysimilian's mouth. He remembered one thing at this time, why was he worried that he would run into a few guys from the Dominic family, and he only needed to take Ernst to a few places they would never go?

Ernst didn't know that his brother had racked his brains to avoid his mortal enemy, he just felt that Mysimilian was alone there and giggled and had a feeling of wanting to shiver.