The county magistrate Xue watched him drink the wine, his mouth corners imperceptibly curling.
"Good wine!"
Chen Sansi inverted his wine cup to indicate he had finished drinking and suggested, "Magistrate Xue, with such good wine, won't you also have a taste?"
"That simply won't do."
Magistrate Xue stepped back half a step, "An imperial gift is not for outsiders to enjoy."
"Such a pity that I must enjoy this fine wine alone."
Chen Sansi drank another cup and asked, "I am a simple man, following the rules, must I drink it all up?"
"That's not necessary," Magistrate Xue shook his head, "Mr. Chen, you can take the rest to save as a treasure."
"If there's nothing else, may I take my leave?"
Chen Sansi prepared to leave.
"Wait a moment, Mr. Chen,"
Magistrate Xue stated, "I still have something to say."
He didn't speak before, preferring to wait until after the poisoned wine was drunk.
It seemed his guess was correct.
Drinking poisoned wine meant obedience and worth using.
