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

"Not because of personal feelings?"

Lin Ping, who was extremely excited, was somewhat disappointed. He had thought that the deadline for consummating his marriage with Jiang Yunying was getting closer, but it seemed that they still needed to work things out a bit more.

Not only Lin Ping was surprised, but Jiang Xiuwen was as well. He even felt like his ears had been dented, because he had actually heard the word "talent".

The city lord remained calm, even waiting expectantly for Jiang Yunying to continue.

He knew his daughter too well; she never made things up out of thin air, never exaggerated, and certainly never showed favoritism towards Lin Ping. Therefore, these words couldn't be false.

"Yun Ying, what nonsense are you talking about? This kid is a talent?"

Jiang Xiuwen's face clearly showed his disbelief.

"Uncle, Yunying isn't talking nonsense. My husband is a talent, a once-in-a-century talent!"

Jiang Yunying said with certainty.

Lin Ping glanced at Jiang Yunying secretly, his serious and earnest eyes filled with longing.

The feeling of being admired by a woman is naturally delightful, but Lin Ping felt no joy at all, and was even a little worried. In this way, he would no longer have the opportunity to stay in the city lord's mansion as a son-in-law, nor would he have the chance to consummate his marriage with Jiang Yunying.

I'd rather die than admit it!

Lin Ping secretly vowed to continue feigning madness, while also regretting his amazing performance in the military camp.

Jiang Xiuwen, who had been looking serious, burst out laughing, but it wasn't a happy laugh; it was a mocking laugh.

"A once-in-a-century talent? Hahaha, Yunying, are you trying to make your uncle laugh to death so you can inherit his estate? I think he's more like a once-in-a-century spendthrift."

Jiang Xiuwen covered his stomach with both hands, his face showing a "囧" expression, almost laughing to the point of tears.

This was absolutely the funniest thing he had ever heard in his life.

To describe a spendthrift as a once-in-a-century talent is quite an imaginative exercise for Jiang Yunying.

Jiang Yunying, however, did not seem to be joking at all, and replied in a serious tone, "My husband went to the military camp to enforce military discipline!"

Can a spendthrift son really bring order to the military?

Jiang Xiuwen and the city lord were both shocked. It would be understandable if Lin Ping made some money by being clever, but how could he possibly enforce military discipline with his cynical attitude?

"Previously, Qin Diao Hui spread rumors that the City Lord's Mansion was engaging in favoritism and corruption, intending to disrupt the morale of the army. Even Pang Xingji fell for it and publicly contradicted Yun Ying, causing the morale of the army to collapse."

Jiang Yunying briefly recounted what had happened that day.

Upon hearing this, the city lord and Jiang Xiuwen were shocked. They knew the consequences of the army's morale collapsing and what punishment Pang Xingji should receive for his actions.

If things continue to develop in this way, Pang Xingji should have already been executed, and the morale of the army will be further demoralized, thus threatening the entire main city.

"My husband's appearance changed the situation. First, it stabilized the morale of the army, then it exposed Qin Diao Hui's true colors, and it even made Pang Xingji willingly admit his mistakes, thus escaping military punishment."

Just as the two were extremely anxious, Jiang Yunying continued.

The two men, whose hearts had already reached a freezing point, breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, but then revealed anger again. However, it was not directed at Lin Ping, but rather he said coldly, "Those who disrupt the morale of the army deserve to die!"

The two naturally believed Jiang Yunying's words, which meant that Lin Ping killed Qin Diaohui to rid the city lord's mansion of a scourge, and that entering the military camp was to stabilize morale. He should not only not be punished, but should also be praised.

"Hahaha! Ping'er, your father and uncle misunderstood you this time. I'm sure you won't hold a grudge because of this, will you?"

The city lord laughed loudly, his tone full of apology.

The other party is the city lord, practically the emperor of Jiangcheng. The fact that he bowed his head and admitted his mistake already gave Lin Ping enough face. If he still held a grudge, it would only make him seem narrow-minded.

Besides, the other party is his father-in-law, so he must not harbor any resentment. Only when the family is harmonious can they consummate the marriage as soon as possible...

"Hmph! Then how do you explain injuring Pang Xingji through treacherous schemes?"

Jiang Xiuwen continued to nag, clearly intending to teach Lin Ping a lesson, otherwise his trip would have been incredibly awkward.

This time, Lin Pingzhen was really angry. If it weren't for Jiang Yunying's sake, he would have written Jiang Yunying's name in his notebook and then marked it with deletion symbols bit by bit.

"Uncle, war is based on deception. You must understand this principle, right?"

Jiang Yunying retorted before Lin Ping could, saying that even she disapproved of Jiang Xiuwen's actions.

The principle of deception in warfare is a basic common sense among military strategists, and Jiang Yunying's words were actually meant to insult Jiang Xiuwen.

As the saying goes, every creature has its nemesis; the hot-tempered Jiang Xiuwen was as docile as a kitten in front of Jiang Yunying.

Of course, Jiang Yunying did not want to insult her elders, so she continued, "Besides, my husband won with his own abilities. He invented the stirrup, and the appearance of the stirrup will definitely affect the situation of the entire Wu Kingdom!"

To extrapolate the entire situation of the Wu Kingdom from a single competition is a bit of an exaggeration, and the city lord and Jiang Xiuwen naturally had a skeptical attitude. However, after listening to Jiang Yunying's detailed explanation, both of them showed a strange expression.

Having spent their lives in the military, the two men had a far greater understanding of horseback riding than Jiang Yunying, and even from pure imagination, they knew how important the stirrups were when they fell.

"Pass down the order: the stirrup is a top secret for the entire city; anyone who leaks information will be executed on the spot!"

The city lord's expression was stern, and his voice was icy; it was almost an instinctive reaction.

It must be said that the city lord had a more acute sense of smell than Jiang Yunying. He immediately judged what the stirrups meant to the city lord and the danger of the information being leaked. Therefore, his first words were to block the news.

"Father, rest assured, my husband has already reminded his daughter that the news has been kept secret."

Jiang Yunying gave Lin Ping a meaningful look.

Lin Ping did remind Jiang Yunying to keep this matter a secret, but her deliberate mention of it was clearly for a purpose.

In other words, Lin Ping not only has the ability to stabilize the morale of the army, but also can manufacture weapons that greatly enhance the strength of the army. He even has a shrewd mind that understands the art of war and how to block information.

What else could someone be but a once-in-a-century talent if they possess all three abilities?

The city lord's expression was somewhat complicated, and he swallowed back the words he was about to say, as he really didn't know where to place Lin Ping.

“Even if this kid has some merit, killing Pang Xingji still caused huge losses to the private army.” Jiang Xiuwen was still furious.

In his view, Pang Xingji was so badly injured that even a god descending to earth couldn't save him, and the loss of a captain had indeed weakened the private army's strength.

Thinking of this, the city lord could only shake his head and sigh. He naturally did not want to punish Lin Ping, but simply felt sorry for Pang Xingji.

"Uncle, Pang Xingji is not dead. My husband not only treated his wounds, but also developed a miraculous medicine to treat ulcers!"

Jiang Yunying then recounted in detail the process of Lin Ping treating Pang Xingji's injuries and the "miracle drug".

This time, the city lord could no longer remain calm. If this "miracle drug" could truly treat wounds and ulcers, it would definitely halve the casualties of the private army in the war, indirectly enhancing the strength of the private army.

Jiang Xiuwen blushed, as if he could see countless thick hands slapping him hard. He was too embarrassed to say another word.

"Young Master Lin, it was my oversight that led you to condescend to marry into our family. Now, on behalf of the entire city lord, I invite you to be our guest elder!"

The city lord finally made his decision, bowed, clasped his hands in a respectful and serious manner, and said.