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

A proactive price increase?

Everyone patted their ears hard, trying to get the filth stuck inside out.

This guy doesn't play by the rules at all!

That's true. If he played by the rules, he wouldn't be a spendthrift.

Zhao Yinian, who was being trampled under Lin Ping's feet, was a little confused. He asked the other party to increase the pressure so that he could feel pain and verify the truth of his words.

Lin Ping reluctantly granted his unreasonable request, standing on Zhao Yinian's chest and kicking him twice, then spitting out a mouthful of phlegm, inwardly cursing the other man for being a jerk.

How could Zhao Yinian not think the same way?

If you, Lin Ping, hadn't acted so shamelessly, how could you have voluntarily raised the price?

A piece of land originally worth 10,000 taels of silver was bought by Lin Ping for a high price of 80,000 taels of silver.

This is even more sensational than things like a son selling his father's land; within three days, Lin Ping's name will be circulating in the streets and alleys again.

Of course, the topic of discussion this time was not only Lin Ping's extravagance, but also the powerful financial resources of the City Lord's Mansion.

Even the wealthiest merchant in Jiangcheng probably wouldn't just casually take out 80,000 taels of silver.

Jin Wanqian tugged at Lin Ping's sleeve from behind and whispered, "Young Master Lin, this land is worth at most ten taels of silver."

Lin Ping glared at Jin Wanqian and cursed, "Who do you think you are, daring to point fingers at Master Ping? Besides, Master Ping is spending the City Lord's money, what does it have to do with you? My wife said that if we don't spend a million taels of silver a month, she won't consummate our marriage. If we don't consummate our marriage, we can't have children, and if we don't have children, the City Lord's Mansion will have no heir... Boss Shen, do you want the City Lord's Mansion to have no heir?"

Shen Wanwan tried to offer advice with good intentions, but ended up being scolded mercilessly and even accused of wanting to leave the city lord's mansion without a successor.

He couldn't bear the weight of this crime, so he immediately knelt down and kowtowed to admit his mistake.

The onlookers were all astonished by this, secretly calculating on their fingers: spending one million taels of silver a month would amount to twelve million taels a year, which is probably more than the imperial court's total revenue...

Of course, Lord Ping's words may be exaggerated, possibly by ten times. Even so, spending 1.2 million taels a year is still an astronomical figure. Moreover, this is just Lin Ping's personal expenses, not including the expenses of his private army.

Zhao Yinian wiped the phlegm off his face with his chubby hand, stood up refreshed, pointed at Jin Wanqian's nose and shouted, "Young Master Lin is right, you can't bear the blame for leaving the City Lord's Mansion without a successor!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xiaoji and the others' eyes lit up. They were incredibly envious of the idea of ​​being able to squander money at the City Lord's Mansion.

"You can consummate the marriage just by paying money? Is there really such a good thing?"

The three of them muttered to themselves, and had even figured out where to spend the one million taels of silver for Lin Ping.

Lin Ping roughly calculated the time and estimated that the prefect was still about a teacup's worth of travel away. He needed to get the land deed as soon as possible, so he asked with a straight face, "Boss Zhao, you don't mean you don't want to sell the land to the city lord's mansion, do you?"

"Anyone who doesn't sell is a bastard!"

Zhao Yinian made a solemn vow in his heart, but his mouth showed a chrysanthemum-like smile. "Sell, sell, sell! I'll go get the land deed for Young Master Chen right away."

Zhao Yinian took off running, perfectly embodying the agility of a fat man.

Before long, Zhao Yinian returned, holding a land deed in his hands, kissing it repeatedly on his face, beaming with joy.

Lin Ping underestimated Zhao Yinian's efficiency. If the transaction had been completed ahead of schedule, Zhao Yinian would have had enough time to remove the couplets, and the scene that Lin Ping wanted to see would not have happened.

So Lin Ping took out 80,000 taels of silver notes from his pocket and threw them forcefully into the sky, causing a rain of silver notes to fall.

Seeing the silver notes piled up like snowflakes, the onlookers couldn't contain themselves. Their hearts pounded, but they dared not rush out to grab them, as this would violate the laws of the Wu Kingdom. They could only swallow their saliva incessantly.

Lin Ping snatched the land deed from Zhao Yinian's hand and shouted, "There are at least 80,000 taels of silver falling from the sky. Whether we can get them all depends on Boss Zhao's ability."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yinian's eyes turned red, and he shouted like a madman, "If anyone dares to steal a single silver note, I, Zhao Yinian, will fight them to the death!"

Zhao Yinian shouted loudly as he jumped up and down, desperately trying to grab the falling silver notes.

Lin Ping wasn't in a hurry to leave. While the onlookers were still curious, he loudly announced, "This time, I, Lin Ping, am not the only one who purchased this land. There are also young masters Zhu Xiaoji of the Zhu family, Tang Wunao of the Tang family, and Xu Jianren of the Xu family!"

Upon hearing this, the three of them laughed and walked in the most conspicuous place, waving their hands as if they were receiving an award, as if afraid that everyone would not know that they were spendthrifts.

"Daughter, hide quickly. Never have any contact with these people again, not even those surnamed Tang, Xu, or Zhu..." In the crowd, young ladies from prominent families, young women, and even teenage girls were all hidden behind their parents.

Obviously, parents don't want their daughters to marry a spendthrift, so... let alone marrying into a royal family, even marrying a commoner's wife has become difficult.

The three, unaware of the situation, frowned and asked, "Brother Lin, why are all these girls avoiding us?"

Lin Ping clutched his stomach, almost laughing to tears. Naturally, he couldn't tell the three men the truth, so he replied seriously, "As the saying goes, women dress up for those who appreciate them. I imagine these girls must have gone home and dressed up nicely before daring to meet you three gentlemen..."

"Hahaha! Brother Lin's trick really worked! My old man has secretly hidden several thousand acres of land, which I'll sell later!" Tang Wunao patted his chest and said with great pride.

Zhu Xiaoji and Xu Jianren both gave Lin Ping a thumbs up and shouted at the top of their lungs, "I'm a spendthrift, a complete spendthrift!"

Upon hearing this, the onlookers were all taken aback, shook their heads helplessly, and felt a sense of the decline of morality in the world.

"Spendthrift" is not a good term, yet it's being used arrogantly these days. Either these people have something wrong with their brains, or there's something wrong with society.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, I want to be a spendthrift too!"

Jiang Yunyu ran excitedly to Lin Ping's front, looking at Zhu Xiaoji and the others with great envy.

Lin Ping glared at Jiang Yunyu and said sternly, "Three days from now, your brother-in-law will help you fulfill your wish!"

Looking at Lin Ping's wicked smile, Jiang Yunyu suddenly felt an urge not to squander his money. However, now that he was on the experienced driver's bus, getting a refund wouldn't be so easy.

Just as the three were feeling most triumphant, a three-horse carriage appeared in the distance, even more imposing and powerful than Lin Ping's.

According to the regulations of the Wu Kingdom, the emperor rode in an eight-horse carriage, princes rode in a six-horse carriage, dukes rode in a four-horse carriage, high-ranking officials rode in a three-horse carriage, and merchants rode in a two-horse carriage at most.

The city lord is considered a prince and can ride in a four-horse carriage. Apart from him, only the prefect of Jiangcheng can ride in a three-horse carriage.

Therefore, it is obvious who was sitting inside the carriage.

Zhu Xiaoji and the others obediently retreated behind Lin Ping, naturally afraid of angering the Prefect.

"It's all mine, it's all mine!"

Zhao Yinian knelt on the ground, quickly picking up the silver notes, completely unaware of the prefect's arrival.

The reason the prefect publicly helped Zhao Yinian was mainly to punish Lin Ping and convict him of disturbing public order.

He also wanted to make Zhao Yinian grateful and give him more money in private.

However, when the prefect got off the carriage in a huff to punish Lin Ping, he did not see that the other party had disrupted the normal business of Yipinju. Instead, he noticed the several extremely ugly and conspicuous characters on the door frame!

This prefect is shameless, seeking only fame and fortune!

The prefect of Jiangcheng turned green with rage; this was tailor-made for him!

This trip, ostensibly under the guise of fighting crime and maintaining order, actually has a hint of seeking fame and reputation.

The Prefect of Jiangcheng felt as if the air around him had turned into giant hands, slapping him repeatedly in the face. The pain was excruciating!

The onlookers who were about to leave gathered again, whispering about the couplet. They seemed to think that Zhao Yinian was truly insightful, having actually written the magistrate's true nature on the door frame.

As Zhao Yinian bent down to pick up the money, he noticed someone stepping on the banknotes in front of him and cursed, "Who doesn't want to live? How dare they steal my banknotes?"

"Mr. Zhao, you have quite the refined taste, actually changing the couplet at the entrance without permission."

The prefect of Jiangcheng said with a gloomy face.

The voice sounded somewhat familiar, and Zhao Yinian immediately felt a strong killing intent gathering above his head. Trembling, he raised his head and saw a ferocious face.

"Your Excellency... Your Excellency the Prefect..."

Zhao Yinian's entire body of fat was trembling. His head felt like it had been electrocuted, and he was momentarily stunned. Cold sweat seeped out from every pore on his body, and a black line surrounded his bead-sized eyes.

Not only that, but a strong smell of urine was emanating from his crotch.

To publicly insult the prefect and then profit from it is a capital offense!

"Your Excellency, please spare my life! I will never dare to do it again..." Zhao Yinian knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, and traces of blood appeared on the hard ground.

If Zhao Yinian doesn't show his determination at this point, then he's really not far from death.

"What is the punishment for insulting an official of the imperial court?" The prefect was furious, his cold eyes flashing as if he wanted to devour Zhao Yinian.

He wasn't angry because the other party insulted him, but because Zhao Yinian was being used by Lin Ping without even realizing it.

At this moment, Zhao Yinian still clutched the silver notes tightly in both hands, took a small portion from the 80,000 taels and handed it to the Prefect of Jiangcheng, saying urgently, "Silver, a lot of silver! As long as Your Excellency Prefect forgives me, all this silver is yours!"

Public bribery?

How could you, Zhao Yinian, do such a thing! Besides, you clearly have 80,000 taels in your hands, yet you only took out 10,000 taels. Do you think I, the Prefect of Jiangcheng, am a beggar?

"Hmph, using the defamation of court officials as a gimmick to make huge profits, that's no small crime!" the prefect said sternly, while winking at Zhao Yinian.

"This guy is really cunning!" Lin Ping cursed inwardly, never expecting the Jiangcheng Prefect to be so treacherous.

According to him, the 80,000 taels of silver in Zhao Yinian's possession were all earned by using his reputation, and should all be handed over, not as a bribe.

Lin Ping spent a lot of money to establish the authority of the city lord's mansion, but he didn't expect to benefit the prefect.