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

Sikong Jin was taken aback, and quickly apologized, "Yes! I know I'm guilty! I will never dare to do it again. I will keep your words in mind, please rest assured."

Sikong Shu snorted coldly, "I know you and Prince Tang are good friends, and I won't make things difficult for you. But since you are a member of the Sikong family, you should be responsible to the Sikong family and to yourself. This evening, when I passed by the Ministry of War, I saw Lady Fang Huixue. She seemed very dissatisfied with your performance on your first day in office!"

"Yes, sir! I will reflect on my actions upon returning."

"I heard you've been teaching Mo'er martial arts lately? Mo'er is determined to study at Zhonglin Academy, you must know that, right? Also, when did you learn martial arts? I've never seen you practice martial arts."

Sikong Shu squinted his old eyes, his sharp gaze scrutinizing Sikong Jin several times, his eyes filled with a strong sense of inquiry.

Sikong Jin did not answer, but responded to Sikong Shu with a simple smile.

Sikong Shu snorted again, glared at Sikong Jin, and then pulled out a red invitation from his sleeve, casually tossing it onto the table. "This is an invitation from the Duan Prince's residence. Duan Prince Xing Qitian invites you to the residence to enjoy the flowers tomorrow. I heard that the Ninth Princess will also be returning to the residence tomorrow. You've been back for so long, it's time for you to go and see them."

An invitation from the Prince Duan's residence?

Sikong Jin immediately pictured Xing Qitian's gentle and noble appearance in her mind, and her heart sank slightly. She knew the intention of the Prince of Duan almost without thinking.

"Your matter with the Ninth Princess must be resolved as soon as possible, before the Emperor speaks up. That old bastard Liu Changyue has been strongly recommending the Ninth Princess as a candidate for marriage alliance, but the Emperor has been unable to make a decision."

It's not that he can't make a decision, but rather that he wants to use this bombshell to understand the various factions in the court. This old fox couldn't possibly not understand this principle.

"My lord, what is the Ninth Princess's opinion?"

Sikong Jin asked in a low voice.

If this Xing Fuhua is truly as intelligent and wise as the legends say, then she is somewhat looking forward to seeing how her fiancé performs, and Lord Xing Qitian certainly won't stand idly by.

“The Ninth Princess did not express any opinion. In fact, she was calmer than anyone else. You don’t know, she just returned from Luocheng a few days ago. A few months ago, the Emperor sent her to supervise the construction of the Yingluo Canal. She has amazing talent in this area, and the Emperor values ​​her highly.”

Upon hearing this, Sikong Jin raised an eyebrow, not expecting her fiancée to have such abilities.

She knew nothing about this painting, except for a few fragmented images that flashed by in the blurry pictures. Whenever she thought of them, her head would ache, so she simply stopped thinking about them.

"Take Meng Benbo and Mei Ruhua with you tomorrow. The capital city has been a bit chaotic lately, so you need to be careful, especially since the Seventh Four-Star Conference is approaching. There will be another bloodbath then. Song Wuqi of the Song family was originally the most likely candidate to run for the position of Director of the General Affairs Department of the Central Prefecture Association, but he was found dead in his room this morning. Last night, the Yiyang Post Station caught fire, burning two officials to death and injuring several others."

Sikong Jin had just heard about this at Tang Jingyao's house, and it must have been done by someone.

The capital city is indeed not entirely peaceful.

"Yes! I thank you for your concern, sir. I will take note."

Sikong Shu paused for a moment, then stared at Sikong Jin with his sharp eyes for a while. "Alright, go back and make your preparations. The visit to the Duan Prince's residence cannot be taken lightly. I have already had a generous gift prepared and will be sent to your New Moon Pavilion. You must make sure that Lord Xing Qitian has a good impression of our Sikong residence. We need his support in many matters."

Sikong Jin nodded and bowed respectfully, saying, "Yes, sir! This humble official will do his best!"

"Well, if there's nothing else, you may leave now. Go back and prepare properly."

"Yes! This humble official takes his leave!"

After saying that, he turned and left, a smile on his handsome face, but his eyes were full of mockery.

Chapter Sixty-One: Digging a Trap for Emperor Beizun to Fall In!

As soon as you step into Crescent Moon House, you can see from afar that the lights in the hall are still on.

The maidservant brought a lantern to report that the lady had been waiting for him all night and asked him to go to her room.

"Mother!"

Sikong Jin strode into the room, and the first thing she saw was Su Yue's weathered face. In her hand, she was holding a black robe with embroidery on it. Sikong Jin knew, of course, that the robe was made for her. The day after she returned, Su Yue had taken her measurements with a tape measure.

Su Yue is a very gentle and virtuous mother, and the memories stored in Si Kong Jin's memory also tell her these facts.

Sikong Qi's sudden death was a huge blow to her, and her life was thrown into chaos. Fortunately, Tang Jingyao and the others secretly protected her; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"came back!"

Su Yue raised her head, her gaze kind and gentle.

“Mother, you don’t need to do these things. Just leave it to the people from the Imperial Clothing Bureau.”

Sikong Jin took the clothes from her hands and put them aside. She gently held her soft hands and asked in a gentle tone, "Why aren't you resting so late? Did you drink the bird's nest porridge that Hilton sent? Did Xiao Mo play around today?"

Su Yue nodded gently and chuckled, "He drank it. Mo'er has been reading the medical books you gave him all day. He seems to really like medicine. These past few days, he's been thinking about those medical books even while eating."

"Xiao Mo is intelligent and has a good ability to identify herbs. As long as he is willing to work hard, he will definitely achieve great things in the field of medicine in the future. Becoming a famous doctor who saves lives when he grows up is also a good choice. Mother, don't worry, with me here, Xiao Mo will definitely surpass his mother in the future."

Sikong Jin's tone was sincere and calm, without a trace of her usual cynicism. Facing her beloved mother, her skills seemed to have no effect.

"Ah Jin, thank you for your hard work, even though it's clearly..."

"Mother!"

Before Su Yue could finish speaking, Sikong Jin quickly interrupted her, "After Father leaves, I will complete what he didn't finish."

Su Yue sighed, "I know, but, Ajin, when did you learn medicine? And I heard from Mo'er that you're skilled in martial arts..."

“My father once found me a tutor.”

Sikong Jin lowered her eyes, a smile flitting across her delicate face.

"A-Jin, I just heard from the servants that the Prince Duan's residence sent you an invitation?" Su Yue didn't press further, but looked at Sikong Jin with some worry in her eyes. "The Ninth Princess has already passed her coming-of-age ceremony. Your father promised back then that once the Ninth Princess passed her ceremony, we could discuss your marriage, but... now..."