But the joke should not be overdone, especially in front of Shen Ning. If this person surnamed Zhou is poisoned to death, I am afraid that he will not be able to explain it in front of the Queen.
"Uh-huh." Xiao Si understood what Zhui Feng meant. He said "uh-huh" twice to show that he understood, and Zhui Feng stopped humming.
Zhou Zhongkang picked up the wine glass and only smelled the smell of alcohol. He quickly put the glass down, his fair face turning slightly red.
Xiaosi's face suddenly darkened, and he said displeasedly: "If you don't drink this wine, are you looking down on me? Do you think I am a little eunuch, and the wine I pour will insult your noble status as Lord Zhou?"
Before Zhou Zhongkang could speak, Wufu had already rushed to say: "My young master has never been a teetotaler. He will get drunk as soon as he drinks."
"Don't drink?" Xiao Si raised his eyebrows and screamed: "I don't believe there is anyone in this world who doesn't know how to drink? Unless he is not a man."
He deliberately said this loudly, attracting the surrounding diners to look over.
Wu Fu's face turned red with anger, and when he was about to speak, Zhou Zhongkang stopped him.
Zhou Zhongkang whispered: "I really can't drink."
"Haha, Xiao Zhou, I think it's not that you can't drink, but you don't want to give me face, Xiao Si. Well, I'm a little eunuch, and you can't appreciate the wine I pour. Zhui Feng, if Xiao Zhou doesn't give me face, it's you. Come on." He looked sideways at Zhui Feng.
Even if Zhui Feng was just a piece of wood at this time, he could guess that Xiao Si had played tricks on the wine.
After a slight hesitation, he took the wine bottle, poured a glass for Zhou Zhongkang, and then stared at Zhou Zhongkang without saying a word.
"Xiao Zhou, he is my Miss Shen's personal attendant. The wine he pours for you is the same as the wine Miss Shen pours for you. Aren't you still willing to drink the wine that Miss Shen pours? You are not even with Miss Shen. Don’t you want to give me face?”
Xiao Si babbled, his mouth could turn the dead into the living, and with just a few words, Zhou Zhongkang would choke even if he drank or not.
"Okay, I'll drink." Zhou Zhongkang gritted his teeth, picked up the wine glass, and brought it to his lips.
He is not stupid. Xiaosi is pouring wine for him in an arrogant manner, and his attitude is attentive, which already arouses suspicion.
In addition, he smelled the strong smell of the wine, but it also had a faint bitter medicinal smell, and he immediately thought that the wine must have been tampered with.
His first reaction was, this wine is poisonous!
But then I thought about it, the little eunuch named Xiaosi clearly didn't want to see me. It wouldn't be surprising if he wanted to beat me to vent his anger. If he poisoned me to death, I'm afraid he wouldn't have the courage, nor would he. Such a black heart.
At worst, this wine was laced with some laxative like croton and rhubarb.
Anyway, I can't drink it to death, so I just fulfilled this mistress's wish, so what
"Okay, Xiao Zhou is indeed a happy person, drink quickly." Xiao Si's eyes flashed with joy, and at the same time, he quietly gave Zhui Feng a proud look.
"Sir, you can't drink! You should let Wufu drink this wine for you, right?"
Wufu looked worried and tried to grab the wine glass from Zhou Zhongkang's hand.
Xiao Si's face darkened and he said: "Wu Fu, do you still understand the rules? This is the wine Zhui Feng poured for your young master. How can you ignore the inferiority? If you want to drink, I, Xiao Si, will pour it for you."
After he finished speaking, he handed the glass of wine that he had poured to Zhou Zhongkang in front of Wufu.
"Just drink this cup. If you don't drink it, you won't give me Xiao Si face."