It was late at night, and almost everyone in Yang Jian's house was drunk, lying in a mess on the playground. Only Liang Xin, for some reason, became more and more sober as he drank. Until everyone fell to the ground, he was still holding a wine bottle.

He shouted loudly: "Drink, drink, we will not return until we are drunk, we will not return until we are drunk..."

Tonight the moon is in the sky, I am deeply drunk and sleeping tonight, but tonight... some people can't sleep.

Setting off firecrackers at night, making loud noises and talking and laughing. In modern times, people would have called the police and complained. Not far from Yang Jian's mansion, several famous mansions in Bianjing City all turned on their lights, including the local one.

Cai Jing, the imperial master of the imperial court, and Liang Shicheng, known as the "hidden prime minister" of the Song Dynasty.

Cai Jing walked to the center of the yard wearing a robe. Wang Tong, the housekeeper, saw Cai Jing approaching and rushed to help him: "Master, it was the sound of firecrackers that woke you up."

Cai Jing waved his hand and said: "As you get older, you have less sleep. If there is any disturbance, you will wake up. It won't be a problem."

Although Cai Jing was old, he was in good spirits. He walked steadily to the rockery, took a few steps up the stone steps of the rockery, looked over and asked: "Wang Tong, over there should be Yang Jian and Eunuch Yang's house.

Firecrackers?"

"I told you that it was the firecrackers set off at Eunuch Yang's house. I sent people to investigate. According to the people who came back, it seemed that Eunuch Yang had adopted a new name. I don't know the specific name yet."

"Oh? Yang Jian has adopted an adopted son?" Cai Jing raised his right hand and stroked the beard under his chin and said: "Although Yang Jian is average in knowledge, he is deeply favored by the emperor. He has never accepted an adopted son in so many years, and now

How come you suddenly have an adopted son? By the way, Wang Tong, is there news from the palace that the emperor has recently appointed a valet? "

"Yes, sir, the news is that the imperial attendant is young and his name is Liang Xin."

"Liang Xin?" Cai Jing thought for a while and then said: "Send a generous gift to Eunuch Yang's house for me tomorrow morning, saying that I am congratulating him on the birth of his son. In addition, I will also give a gift to Eunuch Yang's adopted son."

"Yes, sir." Wang Tong bowed and responded.

On the other side, Liang Shicheng's residence was slightly closer to Yang Jian's residence, so he knew what happened in Yang Jian's home earlier than Cai Jing. The relationship between Liang Shicheng and Yang Jian cannot be said to be good, but it cannot be said to be bad either.

Yang Jian was appointed as the first eunuch in the palace, and Liang Shicheng was in charge of the external treasury of Ruisi Palace and was in charge of traveling abroad to convey imperial decrees. This was a good position, and all imperial orders were handed down through his hands and issued to the world.

Everyone outside called him "Hidden Prime Minister". Among all the eunuchs in the Song Dynasty, only Yang Jian could compare with him. Even Tong Guan, who led the army outside, was lower than him and Yang Jian.

To be precise, Liang Shicheng and Yang Jian were on the same page, and they occasionally collaborated on some matters, such as the Hua Chengang matter. Although Yang Jian was in charge, Liang Shicheng also made a lot of money in it.

However, as the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. The title of the number one eunuch will always belong to one person, so no matter how Yang Jian and Liang Shicheng balance, there is still a certain degree of competition in the relationship between the two.

When they learned that Yang Jian recognized their adopted son, Liang Shicheng and Cai Jing had almost the same reaction. They also asked the housekeeper to prepare generous gifts and go to Yang Jian's house to congratulate him. However, Liang Shicheng also gave an instruction in passing, asking the people in the palace to pay close attention to the newly promoted imperial attendant.

If you can't make friends, just make friends. If you can't, see if you can unseat him.

Early in the morning, Liang Xin, who knew that acting should be complete, got up early and personally cooked "Hua Tuo's Hangover Soup" for Yang Jian according to medical records.

As soon as Yang Jian got up, his housekeeper Ren Hu brought Liang Xin's sobering soup with a maid. Yang Jian had just finished washing, and when he saw Ren Hu coming in, he immediately asked: "Ren Hu, were you drunk last night?"

Ren Hu showed embarrassment on his face and nodded: "You are indeed drunk. I haven't been this drunk for a long time. But the young master Hailiang insisted on sending you to the bed before he fell to the ground."

"Oh?" Yang Jian was greatly moved and nodded: "Good boy. By the way, how is the eldest young master now? He's not up yet? If he's not up yet, don't disturb him and let him sleep a little longer.

Instruct the kitchen to postpone breakfast today, and I will eat with the eldest young master after he wakes up."

"Master, the young master woke up early in the morning. Not only that, he also personally went to the pharmacy to grab medicinal materials, and went to the kitchen to cook a hangover soup for you." Ren Hu grinned sheepishly and said:

"I overstepped my bounds and took advantage of the master to drink a bowl first. The young master is really magical. I woke up as soon as I drank the soup and my headache disappeared."

"My precious son didn't make sobering soup for me this morning?" Yang Jian felt warm in his heart. He immediately rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "Come on, come on, bring it to our family to try. My head really hurts."

The maid brought the Xingtou soup, and Yang Jian picked up the soup bowl and drank it all in one gulp. Because Liang Xin added mint leaves to the soup, a refreshing feeling went from the mouth to the stomach, and then went straight to the head.

Yang Jian took a deep breath, exhaled it, and shouted cheerfully: "Okay. This sobering up soup is really good!" Yang Jian patted his thigh excitedly and stood up, saying: "Ren Hu, go with me to see you."

My precious son."

"How dare my son ask my adoptive father to come to see me?" Liang Xin walked into Yang Jian's house and knelt down on one knee and said, "My foster father is here, and my son has come to greet you."

"Get up, you don't need to be so polite." Yang Jian smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth. He helped Liang Xin and looked at him again and again. He looked at Liang Xin until he felt uneasy inside. He was deeply afraid that Yang Jian, an old eunuch, was an old man and would fall in love with him.

"As beautiful as a flower." At this time, Yang Jian looked at Liang Xin like a mother-in-law looks at a son-in-law, and the more he looked at her, the more he liked her. Yang Jian patted Liang Xin on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, father and son, to have breakfast."

Breakfast was eaten in the main hall of Yang Mansion. Yang Jian's twelve wives and concubines stood beside the table in a semicircle to serve the two of them. Liang Xin politely greeted Yang Jian's twelve wives and concubines one by one and called out:

"Morning, eldest mother, morning, second mother, morning third mother..."

The twelve wives and concubines returned the gift to Liang Xin one by one, and at the same time, each of them stuffed him a red envelope. The red envelope was thick and seemed to contain paper. Liang Xin guessed that it should be "Qian Yin". This "Qian Yin"

"It is the earliest paper currency in Chinese history. It used to be called "Jiaozi", but later Song Huizong changed its name to "Qianyin".

The atmosphere at breakfast was very pleasant. Yang Jian kept bringing food to Liang Xin, and Liang Xin kept thanking him and giving food to Yang Jian. The two of them went back and forth like a loving father and a filial son. The only drawback was that there were twelve nominal people.

Liang Xin felt very uncomfortable as his godmother watched him eating breakfast.

After breakfast, Liang Xin pretended to be concerned about Yang Jian and took his pulse. Not to mention, Liang Xin really diagnosed Yang Jian's physical illness with this pulse.

Liang Xin asked: "Father, I would like to ask if you have been suffering from dizziness and tinnitus recently, swelling and pain in your head, often flushed face, and easy to anger? In addition, do you also suffer from heart palpitations and insomnia, and do you get dizzy when you are tired?"

"Oh, it's amazing." Yang Jian clapped his thighs excitedly and said, "Son, I have all the symptoms you just mentioned. I've also seen the imperial doctors in the palace. They were all prescribed by you as you said.

I have taken several medicines, but they have no effect at all, you are a bunch of quacks!"

Liang Xin nodded with a smile and said: "It's okay, foster father, you are in good health. You just have some hyperactivity of liver yang and deficiency of qi and blood. I will write you two prescriptions. You can ask the housekeeper Ren to go.

The pharmacy will give you two patches of medicine according to the prescription, and you will be well after taking it three to five times. In addition, I will give you two more injections later, so that you will be in high spirits immediately."

"Okay. With you as my son in our house, we won't have to worry about getting sick." Yang Jian smiled excitedly.

Liang Xin smiled and shook his head and said: "Where is my adoptive father? I am sure that my adoptive father is in good health and will be free from illness and pain. However, my adoptive father can rest assured that I will take care of your son and live a long life."

"Okay." Yang Jian patted Liang Xin on the shoulder and said, "Then I will leave all the old bones of my adoptive father to you, hahaha..."

As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, two concierges came in holding two exquisite brocade boxes respectively. The concierge said: "Master, eldest young master. The concierge just received congratulatory gifts from Taishi Cai and Eunuch Liang, four in total.

There are two congratulations to the master on the birth of your precious son, and two congratulations to the eldest young master for becoming the young master of the Yang Mansion."

"Ha, these two old guys are quite well-informed." Yang Jian sneered and said, "All four gifts are for the eldest young master. In addition, Ren Hu, take out the gifts I prepared for Xier'er."

"It's the master." Ren Hu responded and stepped back. Not long after, he entered the room and brought out a wooden box and handed it to Yang Jian. Yang Jian handed the wooden box to Liang Xin smoothly.

Liang Xin took the wooden box and did not open it in a hurry. Instead, he thanked him first: "Thank you, foster father."
Chapter completed!