Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

This... this has only been a few moments!

Zhang Mama, who was eavesdropping outside the door, sighed. She was utterly disappointed in this son-in-law and didn't even know how to report to the young lady.

The time conversion in the Wu Kingdom was similar to that in the Ming Dynasty: a cup of tea was equivalent to ten minutes, a stick of incense was equivalent to five minutes, a snap of the fingers was equivalent to ten seconds, and a moment was one second.

A few snaps of the fingers barely cover a minute!

At this moment, Xiao Hui walked out shyly, just in time to meet Zhang Mama's sighing gaze.

"Granny Zhang...I..."

Xiao Hui's voice was a little hesitant; she couldn't lie and was afraid that Zhang Mama would find out.

"Alright, I understand. I will tell the princess the truth." As she spoke, Zhang Mama shook her head and walked away with heavy steps, letting out helpless sighs from time to time, as if her heart was filled with endless worries and unease.

Once Xiao Hui's figure disappeared from sight, Lin Ping finally let down his guard and disguise, feeling an unprecedented weariness wash over him. He slowly walked towards the rustic sandalwood bed, which was covered with a soft sheepskin mattress. Although it wasn't as luxurious and comfortable as a modern Simmons mattress, it was worlds apart from the hard bed boards in the school dormitory, giving him a sense of inexplicable warmth and peace of mind.

The moment Lin Ping lay down, it seemed as if all his worries and sorrows were gently absorbed by the soft bed. His body gradually relaxed, and his soul found a peaceful haven. In this rare tranquility, he slowly closed his eyes, letting himself drift into sleep. He slept exceptionally well, as if the fatigue of the past few days had been completely released and relieved at this moment.

"Boom boom boom!"

Just as dawn broke, a noisy commotion came from outside the door.

"What are you arguing about? Can't you let me sleep?"

Lin Ping, who has a terrible temper when he wakes up, rolled over in bed and went back to sleep.

He's already traveled through time, can't he even sleep until he naturally wakes up?

"Xiao Hui is here to help the young master get up." Xiao Hui's soft voice drifted in from the crack in the door.

Lin Ping felt a tingling sensation throughout his body, as if he had been electrocuted, and immediately regained consciousness.

"Women in ancient times were still gentle and virtuous." Lin Ping let out a strange laugh, "Give, give, give."

Xiao Hui walked straight in and rolled her eyes at Lin Ping.

"It's already past dawn, why isn't the son-in-law up yet?"

In this era of extreme scarcity of entertainment, there was nothing to do at night except talk about life ideals with one's wife. Most people went to sleep after dark and woke up naturally before dawn.

Lin Ping not being up at this hour is quite unusual.

"I have two goals in my life!" Lin Ping said seriously.

"Does the son-in-law still have goals to strive for?"

Xiao Hui said disdainfully, "How could she not know Lin Ping's notorious character? He just squandered all the family's money not long ago, didn't he?"

The whole city knew about this, otherwise he wouldn't have been forcibly taken to be the son-in-law.

"Of course, I've added it. My first goal is to sleep, I must sleep until I naturally wake up! My second goal is to count money, preferably until my hands cramp up!" Lin Ping said seriously.

This was the first time Xiao Hui had ever heard someone call such a vulgar thing a goal to strive for, but that was exactly the nature of a spendthrift.

"Oh, right, the city lord invited the young master to have morning tea!" Xiao Hui said hurriedly.

Having dim sum?

Lin Ping frowned.

This is a euphemism; it simply means visiting the father-in-law and mother-in-law, just like a bride visiting her parents-in-law on the morning of the second day after the wedding.

There was no other way; in this era of deeply ingrained feudalistic thinking, marrying into a family was looked down upon.

If it were someone else, their self-esteem would definitely be hurt.

But Lin Ping was different; his goal was to die for money, so he didn't care about his self-respect.

He suddenly had a good idea: if he could squander all the money in the city lord's mansion, it would be hard for him not to die, right?

"Lead the way!"

Lin Ping said calmly.

After pushing open the diamond-patterned lattice door, what comes into view is a row of tall roofs with long eaves, and rows of barrel-shaped glazed tiles gleaming with golden light.

This was the first time he had seen the entire city lord's mansion, and the magnificent architecture was astonishing.

This is a large courtyard with four entrances and four exits, filled with halls and side rooms connected by a covered walkway, and several side rooms on each side. Lin Ping is in the main courtyard behind the second lotus gate, which is also the fourth courtyard.

Lin Ping activated his X-ray vision, and through the thick walls, he could see the entire layout of the city lord's mansion.

The aura here is absolutely comparable to that of a royal palace, and the grand gate at the southeast corner of the rear building is even more impressive. The entire courtyard covers at least a hundred acres.

Led by Xiao Hui, Lin Ping strolled leisurely through the covered walkway, admiring the various flowers in full bloom in the courtyard—it was undoubtedly springtime.

Four people were sitting in the main hall of the city lord's mansion: the city lord and his wife on the north side, the heir on the east side, and the princess with an iron mask on the west side, who was Qin An's wife whom he had never met.

In addition, there was a person standing in the very center, wearing a scarlet robe embroidered with tiger patterns, whose powerful and imposing face gave people a strong sense of oppression.

"This is utterly absurd!" The middle-aged man in the center smashed the octagonal table to pieces with a single blow, shouting angrily, "How can we let Yunying marry such a spendthrift!"

This man is named Jiang Xiuwen. He is the elder brother of the city lord of Jiangcheng and also the commander of the Jiangcheng Prefecture Guard, holding the rank of third grade.

It is not difficult to tell from his official title that Jiang Xiuwen was a military officer.

Jiang Xiuwu, the city lord, was handsome and kind.

In fact, their names all reflected the old city lord's expectations for his children.

A hundred years ago, the ancestors of the Jiang family helped the Wu family conquer the world. In the end, the Wu family became emperors, and the Jiang family was granted the city of Jiang.

In the beginning, the royal family treated the Jiang family quite well, bestowing upon them various official titles and ranks.

Later, the royal family felt threatened by these non-royal princes and considered taking back their fiefdoms, but they were also afraid that these princes would rebel.

Therefore, the royal family issued the decree of favor.

The content of the Edict of Grace was very simple: it allowed all the sons and grandsons of the vassal kings to inherit their fiefdoms.

This appears to be a preferential treatment for descendants, but in reality, it is a gradual division of the power of the vassal kings.

Even though the princes understood the royal family's intentions, their second sons and illegitimate sons were unwilling to accept the status quo and would fight desperately to seize their fiefdoms.

This is clearly a major scheme by the royal family.

Almost no solution!

After decades of partitioning, some of the vassal kings have fallen into ruin.

The reason why the city lord of Jiangcheng was able to hold on was because the Jiang family ancestor made an extremely cruel decision.

That means that no matter which city lord it is, they can only have one son.

After giving birth to a boy, she forced the city lord to use contraception.

The current city lords are twins, and there's nothing that can be done about it.

In order to solidify the position of the city lord's mansion, Jiang Xiuwen voluntarily gave up the position of city lord when he was very young, and worked hard to learn martial arts. In the end, he passed the martial arts examination with his own ability and became the champion.

He became the commander of the guard.

For this reason, the city lord felt indebted to his elder brother.

Over the years, the city lord has always obeyed whatever Jiang Xiuwen says.

Jiang Xiuwen's anger startled the young prince, who was playing with crickets with his head down, causing him to shiver and quickly put on a serious expression.

The crown prince's name was Jiang Yunyu. He inherited his mother's beautiful face but had no trace of his father's dignity. In addition, he was lazy and loved to eat, so he grew up to be a chubby little boy.

Despite lacking any real talent in reading or martial arts, Jiang Yunyu is a master at putting on an act; his serious demeanor truly makes him convincingly portray a character.

“I don’t think Lin Ping is entirely useless.” Jiang Chengzhu, who usually had a stern face, smiled broadly only in front of his elder brother.

"Then tell me, what skills does this spendthrift son have?" Jiang Xiuwen roared, almost losing his temper.