The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

At noon that day, Sikong Jin's troops set off directly, their advance heading straight for the Malan Plain. The garrisons stationed at several nearby passes also moved closer to the central army.

On the third night after the army set off, the vanguard deputy general Meng Benbo and his soldiers encountered the enemy vanguard in a battle. Both sides suffered heavy losses, and Meng Benbo was even wounded. Fortunately, deputy general Mei Ruhua led her troops to provide timely support, and her troops were able to escape safely.

However, what was strange was that just as Meng Benbo and Mei Ruhua led their troops back to the central camp, a scout suddenly reported that the enemy was in chaos, with fires breaking out all over the camp and almost all the grain and fodder burned, as if something strange had happened.

Upon hearing this, Mei Ruhua, Meng Benbo, and Zhu Si immediately rushed to the camp of Commander Sikong to discuss the matter of sending troops.

"My lord, of the 40,000 troops Wu Jing has assembled this time, 20,000 are elites from the First Legion of the Liao Dynasty, and the other 20,000 were transferred from Tashe City on the border. They are very powerful. At this moment, their army is less than 100 li away from Malanpo. With the Emperor's birthday approaching, I heard that Tiansheng wants to form a marriage alliance with our Great Yong. I suppose they want to test us and give our Great Yong a warning!"

The strategist Zhu Si offered a very insightful analysis: “However, given the current disparity in troop strength between the two sides, it would be difficult for us to withstand their offensive if we were to confront them head-on. We must outsmart them. Now that we have such a rare opportunity, I suggest that we immediately send troops to attack them overnight, taking advantage of their chaos to catch them off guard! What do you think, sir?”

Sikong Jin frowned, looking up at Mei Ruhua and Meng Benbo with a troubled expression. His eyes gleamed with a hint of confusion as he asked, "What do you two generals think?"

"My lord, I am willing to lead my men to attack them tonight and beat those barbarian bastards to death!"

As soon as Lord Sikong finished speaking, Vice General Meng Benbo rushed forward eagerly.

"Oh, since you're so eager, then Vice General Meng, you may go... I will lead the troops to cover your retreat and provide immediate support!"

Mei Ruhua frowned, a hint of anxiety in her voice. "My lord, the scouts we sent out to investigate haven't returned yet. Isn't it too hasty to launch a surprise attack? What if the information is false, or perhaps they're using a trick to lure us in? Besides, how can Deputy General Meng, with his reckless nature, be entrusted with this task?"

"My lord, Deputy General Mei, according to my analysis, the news just reported by the scouts is mostly true," strategist Zhu said with considerable certainty.

Mei Ruhua glanced at Zhu the Grand Strategist but ignored him. "My lord, Vice General Meng..."

"Oh dear! Deputy General Mei, everyone says you're smart and capable, how come you're being so insensible today? How can you look down on your comrade, the dignified Deputy General Meng Benbo?"

Lord Sikong straightened his handsome face, a strange glint in his eyes, and looked at Mei Ruhua, giving a stern rebuke, "Although he has admired you for a long time, he has hesitated to confess because of shyness, and he has never sent you a large bouquet of blooming red roses because of his stinginess. I understand your resentment as a woman whose vanity is not satisfied, but you can't look down on him like that. I think Deputy General Meng is quite capable, a rare talent... Besides, if he can't win, Deputy General Meng will definitely be the fastest to run away... Hmm? Fatty, what's with that expression... And Deputy General Meng, I'm trying to put in a good word for you, why are you glaring at me?"

"Hey, where are you all going? You've all left? Deputy General Meng... I haven't even given you your pre-battle pep talk yet! You need to prove your manly prowess with your battle achievements... to dazzle someone's eyes... Ouch!"

Before Sikong Jin could finish speaking, a stool flew towards her...

Sikong Jin shrank back, narrowly avoiding the attack. "Deputy General Mei, you hold the position of deputy general, yet you resort to domestic violence at the drop of a hat. It's an insult to your civility. Can't you just be a gentle, virtuous, and civilized person?"

With such a bad temper, she's just as bad as that guy!

Who was it?

Ok……

The man who amazed her—

As Lord Sikong watched Mei Ruhua's figure disappear through the doorway, the image of the man's stunningly beautiful and aloof face flashed through his mind. So captivating that even now, recalling it still evokes an uncontrollable sense of amazement in his eyes.

"Dibei?"

He muttered to himself, wondering, "Why does this name sound so familiar?"

Just as she was about to take out the jade pendant that had been lying dormant for over a month from her sleeve to examine it, she heard the questioning voice of the strategist, Zhu Si, the fat man, beside her—

"Sir, what are you saying?"

A sudden voice rang in Lord Sikong's ears, startling him. He stared at Fatty Zhu, still shaken, "Master Zhu? You scared me half to death! What are you still here for? I thought you'd gone off to be a super third wheel and bury those two alive again!"

"My lord, it's like this, I'm a bit short on cash lately. Could you please pay back the money you owe me? You've been dragging your feet for three months now..."

Zhu Da Pangzi, his face contorted in a grimace, his eyes almost completely hidden, asked in a low, humble voice, his small eyes gazing pitifully at Sikong Jin like a poor little thing wagging its tail before its master.

Sikong Jin raised an eyebrow, suddenly staring intently at Zhu the Fat Man. Her gaze was quite strange, seemingly surprised, then somewhat dazed, and finally transformed into delight. She scrutinized the fat man from head to toe several times, exclaiming in surprise, "Huh?"

Seeing Sikong Jin's strange look, the fat man was taken aback and frowned in confusion.

"Master Strategist Zhu, I've noticed you've lost a lot of weight lately. Is the food at Lingxi Pass really that bad?"

"You've lost weight? Really?" The fat man subconsciously touched his face, his small eyes darting around before he said resentfully, "My lord, you finally noticed. My lord, you transferred me back to Malan City... My lord..."

Before the fat man could finish speaking, Lord Sikong had already vanished without a trace...