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

"My lord, my nephew Diao Hui died unjustly! You must seek justice for him!"

A middle-aged woman dressed in brightly colored clothes cried out.

The middle-aged man next to him is named Zhao Xiaogao. He is the steward of the city lord's mansion and also Qin Diaohui's uncle.

Since Qin Diaohui was killed, Zhao Xiaogao has been handling his affairs after his death, and now he is finally going to seek revenge on Lin Ping.

"Lin Ping, I will tear you to pieces!"

Zhao Xiaogao said through gritted teeth, briefly calmed the middle-aged woman, and then hurriedly rushed towards the garrison outside the city.

Zhao Xiaogao was just a steward in the city lord's mansion, with mediocre strength. He might not have a chance of winning in a one-on-one fight with Lin Ping, not to mention that the other party had two foremen by his side.

Therefore, to get rid of Lin Ping, we must rely on the help of others.

Before this, he had tried to get Jiang Yunyu to cause trouble for Lin Ping, but later found that Jiang Yunyu was unreliable, so he decided to ask someone even the city lord was afraid of.

"Sir, that scoundrel Lin Ping not only spreads rumors in the military camp, but he also killed people. However, with the princess's protection, the soldiers dare not speak out against him. If this continues, the morale of the army will be eroded!" Zhao Xiaogao said to Jiang Xiuwen insincerely, occasionally observing Jiang Xiuwen's expression.

Jiang Xiuwen disliked Lin Ping and had suffered two setbacks in a row. He had long wanted to teach Lin Ping a lesson. Now, upon hearing this, he flew into a rage and replaced the leather whip in his hand with a sharp sword.

In Jiang Xiuwen's heart, the ten thousand private soldiers of the City Lord's Mansion were a sacred existence, and he would never allow Lin Ping, this rotten apple, to spoil the whole bunch.

Therefore, even if it meant acting first and informing later, he was determined to kill Lin Ping.

Before Zhao Xiaogao could add fuel to the fire, Jiang Xiuwen had already ridden his steed angrily toward the main city.

At this moment, Lin Ping was unaware that someone was plotting against him behind his back. He patiently wiped Pang Xingji's body, occasionally revealing an envious look in his eyes.

After Pang Xingji's high fever subsided, Li Mingxuan helped him put on his clothes, and Jiang Yunying was then allowed to enter.

"Brother Pang's high fever has subsided, and he should wake up tomorrow if nothing unexpected happens."

Lin Ping said with a sigh of relief, having forgotten to pretend to be a spendthrift again.

Jiang Yunying clasped her hands in a fist and said solemnly, "I thank my husband on behalf of Pang Xingji!"

Seeing Jiang Yunying's serious expression, Lin Ping immediately changed his tone: "My lady, you don't need to thank me. Pang Xingji will be my slave from now on. As his master, I will naturally save him."

As he finished speaking, Lin Ping revealed a lecherous glint in his eyes: "If my wife truly wishes to express her gratitude, then... then let's consummate our marriage! There's no time like the present, let's do it tonight..."

"Husband, you must be tired today. Why don't I help you relax?"

Jiang Yunying smiled gently, instantly captivating Lin Ping's soul.

"It's cool to be a ghost under the peonies!"

Lin Ping said firmly that even if he knew Jiang Yunying had ulterior motives, he would risk his life to accompany her.

What followed was a series of pig-like screams. Jiang Yunying's jade-like hands were harder and more powerful than eagle claws, and Lin Ping's entire body felt like it was falling apart.

After the treatment, Lin Ping felt a warm current flowing down his back, and all his previous fatigue vanished. He looked at his beautiful wife in surprise, his heart overflowing with emotion.

He then realized that Jiang Yunying had not simply been lecturing him, but was using this excuse to open up the meridians in his body.

To be honest, even though Lin Ping was a great general in his previous lives, those were all low-level martial arts worlds, where the human body cannot open up meridians for cultivation.

Lin Ping really wanted to experience what it was like to become a martial arts master.

Is it possible to destroy the world with a mere wave of the hand?

Thinking of this, Lin Ping was even less willing to complete the mission and return immediately. If he could ascend to the ranks of immortals, wouldn't the reward be even greater than the reward for completing the mission?

It was already approaching evening, and Jiang Yunying seemed reluctant to return to the manor, so Lin Ping led Li Mingxuan and the others ahead of her.

Now that he has solved Jiang Yunying's biggest problem, staying here will inevitably lead to gossip and arouse Jiang Yunying's suspicion.

In short, Lin Ping was in a good mood that day. He not only developed penicillin but also won Jiang Yunying's favor. Most importantly, his meridians were opened up.

In the future, I can also walk the path of cultivation.

Moreover, he always felt that Jiang Yunying had such a good figure and a pleasant voice, so her appearance couldn't be that ugly.

As long as you're presentable, with a little makeup and dressing up, you're definitely not ugly.

Lin Ping understood one thing: there are no ugly women in this world, only lazy women.

Therefore, Lin Ping decided to study makeup techniques more thoroughly in the future, and preferably research a few more cosmetic products, so that he could not only turn Jiang Yunying into a great beauty, but also make money from them.

He and Jiang Yunying are not yet close, but she has already gotten used to calling him "husband" and doesn't even object to some physical contact, which is a fundamental leap.

Lin Ping warned himself that he must not be complacent because of a little achievement, and that any ambiguous relationship that does not aim to consummate the marriage is just playing around.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, run!"

Just as Lin Ping reached the main gate of the City Lord's Mansion, a nimble chubby boy suddenly darted out. Who else could it be but Jiang Yunyu?

Seeing the chubby boy's panicked expression, Lin Ping sensed something was wrong. He put his arm around Jiang Yunyu's shoulder, turned around, and walked away, urgently asking, "Let's talk as we go!"

Lin Ping is a handsome man with an extraordinary sixth sense, how could he not have this will to survive?

"Uncle...he's here, and he specifically asked for my brother-in-law!"

Jiang Yunyu stammered, seemingly trembling at the mere thought of Jiang Xiuwen.

"Look at you, so pathetic. Does Jiang Xiuwen have four eyes or six arms? Is it really necessary to be this scared?"

Lin Ping despised cowardly fat men like Jiang Yunyu the most, and said seriously, "Are there any inns in the city? My brother-in-law suddenly wants to stay at an inn..."

Jiang Yunyu glanced at Lin Ping with disdain, but didn't mock his fellow sufferer. In front of Jiang Xiuwen, the two should stand together.

"Ping'er, Yu'er, where are you going?"

At the same time, the city lord walked out of the gate with a gloomy face and immediately stopped the two of them.

"The young master wanted to stay at an inn, but I gave him a stern scolding, so naturally we're heading back to the manor..."

Lin Ping turned around nimbly, not forgetting to use the chubby boy as a shield.

"Lin Ping, I'll fuck your brother-in-law!" Jiang Yunyu cursed inwardly, but then realized he probably couldn't pull it off, so he scurried into the gate.

“Ping’er, come with your father to the main hall. Your uncle has some questions to ask.”

The city lord still had a gloomy face, clearly having learned some news.

Upon hearing that he wasn't called, Jiang Yunyu ran away in a flash, but in the end, he couldn't resist his curiosity and hid behind the door of the hall to eavesdrop.

The moment Lin Ping stepped into the hall, he panicked. What Jiang Xiuwen was holding was not a whip at all, but an extremely sharp sword.

How did I, Lin Ping, offend you?

Is it really necessary to be so angry? Why did you even bring a sword?

Lin Ping panicked and followed closely behind the city lord, wishing the two of them could be entangled together, so that Jiang Xiuwen would not dare to be too presumptuous.

Upon seeing the city lord's wife, Lin Ping grasped at a lifeline and hurriedly flattered her, saying, "Greetings to the beautiful and charming mother of all, may you remain forever young and beautiful."

Lin Ping used every trick in the book, trying to empty his mind of all the words he could think of. If it weren't for the city lord's wife's help, he probably wouldn't have been able to leave the hall alive.

The city lord's wife could naturally see what Lin Ping was thinking, and gave him a firm look, "Ping'er, don't be afraid, your mother will stand up for you."

With a sense of reassurance in his heart, Lin Ping finally breathed a sigh of relief. He even wanted to make a face at Jiang Xiuwen to see what he could do to him.