Eunuch Liu hastily looked up, or else he would have burst into laughter. Minister Zhou really was amusing!
The Emperor choked up and forgot what he was about to say after. Staring at the trembling Zhou Shuren who was still kneeling, he rubbed his forehead and accidentally tugged at his own beard, or else he too would have laughed.
Seeing Minister Zhou kneeling, Prince Qi realized just how annoyed his father the Emperor must be, with sweat dripping down his forehead.
The Emperor eyed the table; indeed, it was time to flip the table. With a lift of his hand, the table was overturned with a loud bang, promptly silencing the entire restaurant.
Zhou Shuren sneaked another glance at Prince Qi. Prince Qi's clothes were a mess, splattered with a fair amount of soup. Luckily, he was kneeling next to the Emperor, and he quickly understood why the Emperor had asked if he had eaten well—it was a premeditated plot to flip the table.
