You said this as if you could drink alcohol every Chinese New Year. Although Kangxi really didn't want to see Yinzuo performing monkey tricks when drunk, he was still a kind father. What his son said was right. He just couldn't drink much. It's not like he would get drunk after just one glass. It's Chinese New Year, so just drink a little. Why spoil the fun for the child?
"During the Spring Festival, if you want to drink a little, that's fine, but we have to agree. It's just one drink. After that, you're not allowed to pester me anymore, okay?"
Yinzuo's behavior at this time can be described in two words - well-behaved. He nodded after hearing what Kangxi said, raised his hand to call Dexi to get him a cup, and then continued to bargain with his father.
"Father, I promise you that I will keep my word and not drink too much. I'll drink once I say so..."
Kangxi was quite pleased to hear Yinzuo's promise, but his feeling of relief only lasted for a short time before Dexi came over with a cup and it disappeared.
"Yinzuo, is this the glass you mentioned? Do you know what the consequences of drinking this glass of wine will be? Do you want our family dinner today to become a place for martial arts performances?"
It's no wonder Kangxi said that. The truth is that the cup he understood was different from the cup Yinzuo understood. Was it a cup? To say it was a cup would be an understatement.
Yinzuo looked up at Kangxi, who looked disapproving, then looked at the jade cup in Dexi's hand and touched his nose awkwardly.
"Khan, father, just tell me if it's a wine glass. I promise I'll only drink from this one. Father, look at all the brothers and sisters below, all drinking wine, and I'm the only one drinking tea. How embarrassing it would be for me..."
Although what Yinzuo said made sense, and the jade cup he held was indeed a kind of wine glass, Kangxi still didn't dare to agree easily.
"Yinzuo, don't you always tell me that a real man can bend and stretch? I guess this face is not the most important thing to you. Listen to your father, we won't drink this wine today. What's so good about this wine? It's spicy, and it makes you uncomfortable if you drink too much. We won't drink it."
Are you kidding? I've already done ninety-nine bows, and now I'm going to fail at the last moment. How can that be okay? Yinzuo looked up at the jade cup he was holding, and waved regretfully at him, signaling him to put it away. Then he took the cup on the table and held it out to Liang Jiugong, asking him to fill it up.
The wine jug was still the same wine jug, but the amazing thing was that the wine jug that could only pour out boiled water just now could now pour out wine. Well, Yinzuo was stunned for a while holding the wine glass, then put down the glass in his hand, quickly took the glass in front of Kangxi, and smelled it under his nose. He almost dropped a golden bean on his father on the spot.
"Father, you have deceived your son so badly. He is so connected to you, yet you are trying to trick him. Explain to him why his cup contains water while yours contains wine, even though we share the same wine jug."
Explain? How to explain? Upon hearing this, Kangxi turned to look at Liang Jiugong, raised his hand and pointed at him, and said to Yinzuo.
"Ask him. He's got the wine jug in his hand, so he knows best..."
No, I don't know, Your Majesty. You two, father and son, were fighting each other, so why should I be the one sacrificed in the end? Even though Liang Jiugong was about to cry in his heart, facing Yinzuo's inquiring eyes, he had to stammer and think about how to explain.
As the saying goes, you've never eaten pork, but you've seen pigs run. Is it all for nothing that Yin Zuo has been in so many costume dramas? How can a single wine jug pour out two different things? Isn't that obvious? The truth is, Liang Jiugong isn't holding an ordinary wine jug, but the famous mandarin duck pot from costume dramas.
"Okay, Eunuch Liang, you don't have to rack your brains to think of how to fool me. I'm also educated, okay? I know about the mandarin duck pot. Well, I can see that this old ginger is really the wisest. It seems that Khan Ama has been guarding against his son and you from the beginning. It's amazing that you can come up with such a method. My son was so touched just now. I never thought you would actually trick me..."
Although Yinzuo had a look of disappointment and was still complaining, his hands moved without hesitation. He raised his hand and poured the wine in his father's glass into his own mouth. After drinking the wine in the glass, he put the glass in front of his father, picked up his own glass of wine, stood up, snorted, and turned to walk downstairs.
"Little brat, you think you can fool me with this little trick? Since it's New Year's Day today, I won't bother with you. Liang Jiugong will send someone to follow him. After he finishes this glass of wine, he won't be allowed to drink anymore."
Yinzuo naturally knew that his little tricks could not be hidden from his father's eyes, so he ran away as fast as possible. Although Yinzuo was so generous when he drank the wine from Kangxi's glass just now, he was much more delicate when drinking the wine from his own glass, because he knew clearly in his mind that this glass of wine was the last swan song of his banquet. Every sip would be one less sip, and once it was all drunk, it would be gone.
Different from Yinzuo who just sipped the wine from his glass, his brothers really drank and ate meat with big gulps. It was not enough for them to drink to their heart's content, so the naughty Fourteenth came to his Sixth Brother with a glass of wine to cause trouble.
"Sixth brother, come, let me toast you a glass. I'll drink it. You can do whatever you want..."
Yinzuo glanced at Fourteenth who was drinking a gulp of wine, then looked at the only glass of wine in his hand tonight, carefully placed the glass on the table, raised his hand and gave Fourteenth a big potsticker. If he was calling someone else, Yinzuo might have restrained his strength, but when he called Fourteenth, he did not hold back at all. The loud sound of the slap on the back immediately attracted the attention of the people around him.
"Hey, big brother, third brother, fourth brother, fifth brother, you guys should eat and drink. I saw a mosquito on Fourteen's back, so I swatted him. This guy is really strong, and he still attracts mosquitoes in the middle of winter."
As Yinzuo finished speaking, there was another crisp sound. It was obvious that the mosquito on Fourteen's back was quite tenacious. After being hit twice by his sixth brother, Fourteen finally came to his senses. He asked his ninth brother why he had been urging him to toast his sixth brother. So it was intentional, right? It was definitely intentional.
"Sixth brother, why are you hitting me? It was Ninth brother who just told me to..."
Fourteenth had just said half of this when he was hit on the back again. After the beating, Yinzuo rubbed his sore palm and tapped Fourteenth's forehead with his bent fingers.
"Then we should fight. You came here just because your ninth brother asked you to, but where's your brain? Can't you think? I'm afraid a zombie might have sneaked in and eaten you while you were sleeping in the middle of the night. Come and see Sixth Brother..."
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