After traveling through time, I was raised by a little brat

Liao Xinyin suddenly felt a pitch-black darkness before his eyes, his head buzzing, and his entire body, as if struck by a heavy hammer, left him dizzy and completely without any sense of direction or balance. At this moment, the immensely heavy body crashed down on his back like a mountain, bearing an unbearable weight, as if a small mountain had collapsed, pinning him down.

No matter how hard Liao Xinyin struggled and twisted his body, trying to escape the immense pressure, it was all in vain. The mountain-like weight made it impossible for him to move at all, and he could only be trapped in the spot, gasping for breath.

At that moment, a subtle yet distinct noise reached his nearly fainting ears. It was the servant in charge of this private room who had heard the unusual noise and hurried over. He tiptoed to the door, hesitated for a moment, then slowly reached out and gently pushed it open.

The moment the door opened, the servant's gaze was instantly drawn to the astonishing scene within. His eyes widened, his mouth slightly open, a look of astonishment etched across his face. He stood there, petrified. Clearly, the scene before him was beyond his imagination, leaving him momentarily unsure how to react.

However, having undergone professional training and possessing excellent professional ethics, the servant quickly recovered from his shock. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. Then, with a smile on his face, he cautiously asked Liao Xinyin, "Sir, do you require any assistance from me? If not, I will take my leave and close the door for you."

Liao Xinyin shouted as if he had found a savior: "Quick! Come and help me, pull him off my back!"

The servant, hearing this, stepped forward without a word. One would have expected him to call for help, but surprisingly, this seemingly skinny, unassuming servant single-handedly lifted Tang Zideng from Liao Xinyin's back with ease, holding him steady and allowing him to lean against him. Tang Zideng was more than a head taller than the servant, yet leaning against him, he seemed weightless, while the servant remained upright, unmoved.

Seeing this, Liao Xinyin was secretly amazed and asked tentatively, "Can you...can you carry him on your back and send him home?"

The servant frowned slightly, lost in thought. After a moment, he slowly shook his head and replied softly, "This... I'm afraid it's not feasible." Hearing this, Liao Xinyin's heart finally settled down. It turned out that he wasn't the only one who was helpless; everyone faced this situation with a dilemma.

"In that case, let's get the other guys to come over and help!" Liao Xinyin suggested. However, the waiter quickly waved his hand and explained, "That's not the issue. We need the owner's permission before we can go out and do anything. But don't worry, I can carry this customer on my own." A confident smile appeared on the waiter's face. After all, he encountered drunken customers like this every day. Every time the restaurant closed, the owner would arrange for them to safely escort these drunken guests home one by one, while also collecting their payment.

"Oh, so that's how it is," Liao Xinyin nodded in sudden realization, then turned and quickly walked out of the private room. He saw another servant waiting respectfully at the door. Without a word, Liao Xinyin pulled out a shiny ingot of silver from his pocket and handed it to the servant, briefly explaining his need for assistance in delivering a person. Then, Liao Xinyin immediately went to the shopkeeper, explaining the current situation and the specifics of the other servant's assistance in delivering the person.

Liao Xinyin then hurried back to the elegant room. The servant was seen carrying Tang Zideng steadily on his back, while Liao Xinyin followed closely behind him with steady and powerful steps, heading towards the government office.

In fact, Liao Xinyin originally planned to send Tang Zideng to the military camp, but then he changed his mind. Firstly, the journey was quite long. Secondly, it would be better to return to the government office anyway. After all, Brother Qi and Sister Shushu were there! This way, someone would be able to take good care of Tang Zideng.

Before long, the group arrived at the government office's backyard. Tang Qi and Tang Wenshu were seated at the table, enjoying dinner. They still retained the habits of their days at Duke Tang's residence—eating dinner together every day and discussing the day's events. Now, with affairs in Yingtian Prefecture gradually on track, they simply needed to proceed with their work methodically, following established procedures.

"Oh my, what the hell is going on?" Tang Wenshu, with her sharp eyes, was the first to spot Liao Xinyin and the others, and she couldn't help but exclaimed. Confusion filled her face, her eyes flicking back and forth between Liao Xinyin and the unconscious Tang Zideng.

Seeing this, Liao Xinyin looked troubled. "Brother Zideng's alcohol tolerance..." He opened his mouth as if to explain something, but the words stopped. Tang Wenshu, watching nearby, was terrified. "What's going on? Tell me! Is there something wrong with his alcohol tolerance?" It seemed that Tang Wenshu would not give up until he got a satisfactory answer.

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious. Let him get some sleep and he'll be fine! This kid can't handle alcohol at all. Even a sip of wine would instantly make him pass out," Tang Qi explained with a smile, his thoughts drifting back to his days as a student at the Imperial Academy in the imperial city. Back then, they were fellow students at the academy, often gathering together to drink and chat. It was during those joyful moments that Tang Qi was surprised to discover his cousin's inability to hold his liquor, staggering and passing out after just one drink.

It was strange to say that despite the numerous lively family banquets held at the Duke's Mansion, no one had noticed Tang Zideng's fondness for fine wine and his abysmal alcohol tolerance. Perhaps it was because at family banquets, everyone focused more on the delicious food and the intimate interactions, overlooking this small detail. Therefore, even Tang Wenshu, who was quite close to Tang Zideng, was completely unaware of this.

"Oh my, I didn't expect Brother Zideng to have such a low alcohol tolerance, hehe..." After hearing Tang Qi's story, Tang Wenshu couldn't help but chuckle with his hands covering his mouth. The crisp and pleasant laughter echoed in the air like a silver bell.

Afterwards, Tang Qi turned to A'er beside him and ordered: "A'er, quickly help brother Zideng back to his room to rest. Remember to arrange a few diligent servants to go over and help him wash up, and then leave someone to watch over him all night, in case he suddenly vomits in the middle of the night and feels uncomfortable without anyone to take care of him. You must take good care of him and don't be negligent in the slightest!" A'er nodded respectfully in response, then carefully helped the already drowsy Tang Zideng up and slowly walked towards the room.