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

As darkness fell, and it wasn't until late at night that Lord Sikong finally emerged from Wanchun Tower, rubbing his belly with satisfaction. The three fools, Zhu the strategist, Mei Ruhua the deputy general, and Meng Benbo the deputy general, followed behind him.

Meng Benbo and Mei Ruhua helped the drunken Lord Sikong back to his residence, with the chief strategist Zhu Si following closely behind. Along the way, their faces were as black as could be. Tonight, they had practically eaten up their entire year's salary. When it came time to pay the bill, watching their hard-earned money flow into someone else's hands like water, their hearts were bleeding...

Sikong Jin swayed as she sat down on the couch in the hall, poured herself some tea with hazy eyes, and took a sip in a half-drunk state. Then she looked up with a somewhat blank expression at the group of people below who were panting heavily and had pale faces. She asked in surprise, "Weren't we having a lot of fun tonight? What's with all those expressions? What happened?"

As soon as Sikong Jin finished speaking, Meng Benbo grinned and said, "My lord, we're just so excited! We'll be leaving this godforsaken place tomorrow! We're so excited we don't know what to do. Especially since you'll definitely be rewarded and promoted by the Emperor when you return. We're truly happy for you."

Mei Ruhua and Zhu Si both nodded vigorously in agreement.

Sikong Jin took a deep breath, a hint of emotion appearing in her bewildered eyes. "You're so kind. Don't worry, as I rise through the ranks, I naturally won't forget you. When I'm as successful as that bastard Ji Ji, I'll make you all Grand Commandants. You won't have to fight on the front lines, and you can each find a beautiful woman to be your personal guard captain, just like Berger..."

A beautiful female bodyguard captain?

Very good!

I want the gentle and refined type!

With their beautiful wishes spoken aloud, Zhu Da Pangzi and Meng Benbo also began to envision their bright futures in their hearts, whispering excitedly to each other.

"Alright, it's late, you guys should head back now. Make sure everything's arranged by tomorrow morning, and we'll leave at noon tomorrow to return to the capital. This drinking has given me a headache..."

"Yes, sir, see you tomorrow!"

The group left excitedly.

As the footsteps faded into the distance, Sikong Jin slowly raised her head, a hint of clarity appearing in her blank eyes as she silently watched the departing figures.

After a long while, he sighed softly—

"I really don't know if you're truly naive and unaware of the wickedness of human nature. Once you're actually caught in the crossfire, you'll think this peaceful and tranquil place is paradise on earth..."

As the sigh subsided, a series of footsteps suddenly reached her ears. Sikong Jin turned her head and saw the steward, Wu Bo, walking in with faltering steps.

"This old slave has met the young master!"

"Why isn't Uncle Wu resting so late?"

Sikong Jin raised her eyebrows slightly, pointed to the seat next to her, poured herself a cup of tea, moved over, and gestured for Uncle Wu to sit down.

Uncle Wu nodded, glanced gratefully at Sikong Jin, and obediently sat down. His calm voice revealed a sense of vicissitude, "I couldn't sleep, so I got up for a walk. I saw the light was on in the young master's room, so I came to check. I didn't expect the young master to still be awake."

"Yes, I just had a few drinks with Vice General Meng and the others. When I walked through the alley, the wind made me feel very sober."

"Young Master will be returning to the capital tomorrow, and this old servant has already packed all his things."

Wu Bo looked at Sikong Jin with slightly clouded eyes, his eyes filled with affection. "Alas, if the spirit of the master in heaven knew this news, he would surely be very gratified. Madam and Young Master Mo will finally have hope. They must have suffered a lot these days."

Sikong Jin remained silent. Suddenly, she turned her head to look out the window beside her. A faint moonlight shone down in the night sky, creating a somewhat cold and desolate atmosphere. The gauze curtains by the window swayed silently, and her expression instantly became calm and mysterious.

After a long silence, she smiled gently and said, "Yes, I miss them very much too. Lord Zhu has been looking forward to it for a long time."

"Young Master, you must be careful when you return this time. The family and the royal family have always maintained a delicate relationship. This time, the Emperor summoned you back directly. I'm afraid the family will think... Young Master, you must protect yourself. Madam and Young Master Mo are counting on you. Master spent his life on the battlefield, wielding his whip and making countless contributions to the family and the Great Yong Dynasty, but what was the result?"

"Young Master, you can't easily trust anyone. Master said that a true man can only rely on himself. This trip back is fraught with danger, so you must take good care of yourself."

The butler spoke earnestly, his eyes filled with concern.

"Isn't the butler coming back with me?"

"No, this old servant will stay here. This land originally belonged to the master. Although it is in a remote location, it is up to you, young master. This old servant will stay here and serve as a quiet place for you to rest in the future."

"why?"

“Young Master, this old servant is sworn to serve Commander-in-Chief Sikong Qi to the death. Without the Commander-in-Chief, this old servant would have long since died in the wilderness. Before the Master went to war, he told this old servant to take good care of you. For him, for Madam and Young Master Mo, you are their only hope. This old servant is willing to serve the young master with my humble body without any regrets.”

Uncle Wu's aged smile was full of kindness.

Sikong Jin paused slightly, a hint of gentleness and clarity slowly emerging in her usually bewildered and unfathomable eyes. She smiled calmly, "Uncle Wu, I don't know what to say... I'm only fifteen this year..."

"Yes, but young master, you may become the youngest commander in our Great Yong, commanding at least 30,000 troops in the Four Banners Army. If you are lucky enough to perform outstandingly in the Seventh Four-Star Assembly of the Central State Association, you may even become a high-ranking official in the court!"

"Thirty thousand troops? That's still a long way from Ji Wuge's..."

"General Ji is the most outstanding young commander in the family, so his troops are naturally not shabby. Although they are slightly inferior to Liu Zhang, it is hard to say who is stronger when the two sides fight."

……

They chatted until late at night before Uncle Wu went home, but Sikong Jin sat in the darkness for almost the entire night until dawn broke, at which point she leisurely went to bed to rest.

It wasn't until the afternoon, when Meng Benbo, Zhu Si, Mei Ruhua, and the others had finished making everything and arrived, that Sikong Jin finally woke up from her sleep. After washing up and having a meal, the troops set off from Malan City and headed straight for the Dayong Imperial City.

Not many people followed Lord Sikong back to the capital this time. There were two deputy generals, Sikong Jin, Meng Benbo, and Mei Ruhua, the chief strategist Zhu Si, and eight guards. The guard captain and the eight military leaders were nowhere to be seen. Mei Ruhua had asked Lord Sikong about Lord Bei's whereabouts, but Lord Sikong only gave her a mysterious smile.