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

"Yang Guozhong? Hmm... a good name!"

Lin Ping nodded, as if he had caught a big fish.

He remembered that the reason Jiang Yunyu had come so aggressively to confront him last time was because he had been misled by this Manager Yang.

Lin Ping had been looking for an opportunity to reciprocate her love, but unfortunately, he had been so busy lately that he had forgotten about this little fish that had slipped through the net.

Hearing that familiar name now makes me think it's a big fish, and I have to reassess its capabilities.

"What is the relationship between Yang Guozhong and Qin Xiaohui?" Lin Ping suddenly wondered.

The reason is simple: the time before last, he hit Qin Xiaohui, and the other party immediately instigated Jiang Yunyu to cause trouble for him. After he killed Qin Xiaohui last time, Luo Shaojiang came to question him again.

Lin Ping easily connected Jiang Xiuwen's appearance with Yang Guozhong, so the answer was obvious: Qin Xiaohui was inevitably connected to him.

Of course, Lin Ping might not get an answer either, since Qin Xiaohui has five beads inside his body that belong to that mysterious organization. If Yang Guozhong also belongs to that organization, the relationship between the two would certainly not be made public.

Furthermore, Yang Guozhong's surname is Yang, and Qin Xiaohui's surname is Qin, so the chances of the two being related are slim.

"Yang Guozhong is Qin Xiaohui's uncle."

Xiao Hui stared at Lin Ping with her big eyes, as if to say, "This is an open secret in the entire city lord's mansion. Surely the young master knows this?"

"I overlooked something..." Lin Ping was stunned, never expecting that Qin Xiaohui had connections within the City Lord's Mansion.

In this way, many of the mysteries in his heart were solved, and Lin Ping secretly felt that Yang Guozhong was barely worthy of his name.

However, the city lord's mansion and the private army are not part of the same system. Even though Qin Xiaohui was executed for disrupting the morale of the army, Yang Guozhong was not implicated.

In other words, Yang Guozhong was not a military household member, so even if he broke the law, he should be held accountable by the Prefect of Jiangcheng.

Therefore, even though Lin Ping knew that Yang Guozhong was not a good person, he had no reason to deal with him and could only be more cautious and wary.

"Xiao Hui, surely the City Lord's Mansion doesn't only have these few servants?"

Lin Ping sat on the bed with his legs crossed and continued speaking.

Xiao Hui pouted and continued, "Old Pig Lin, Big Pig Lin, Second Pig Lin..."

Lin Ping was annoyed and seriously suspected that Xiao Hui was deliberately retaliating against him. When did there become so many people with the surname Lin?

When did there become so many names for cats and dogs?

After a long while, Lin Ping, thoroughly annoyed by the noise, said in a serious tone, "Go back and tell my wife that if she wants to take the seeds, she should come herself. I have plenty. But if it were anyone else, they wouldn't be able to take a single one even if they planted them on the wall!"

Xiao Hui only had a vague understanding of Lin Ping's novel terminology, so she simply reported it to Jiang Yunying.

Although Jiang Yunying was somewhat lacking in scheming and intrigue, her ability to learn and comprehend in this area was quite good. She immediately blushed and vowed to teach Lin Ping a lesson, either red or green...

Before falling asleep, Lin Ping sighed. He had originally planned to squander his fortune and be killed, but he never expected to encounter so many problems along the way.

In order to complete his merits, he also had to help the city lord's mansion.

"Hurry up!" Before dawn, a dark figure stealthily swept past the base of the city lord's mansion.

"Brother-in-law, wait for me!"

Another dark figure followed behind, panting heavily, its swaying body seemingly on the verge of collapsing to the ground.

The person in front was Lin Ping, dressed in night clothes, with a medium-sized bundle slung over his shoulder, containing a few scattered items.

The person behind him was Jiang Yunyu, carrying four bulging bundles on his shoulders and another around his neck, making it difficult for him to walk.

And so, the two sneaked out of the city lord's mansion before dawn, finally stopping in a secluded alley.

This was the place agreed upon with Shen Wanwan, the owner of the brokerage firm, and the bundles of various sizes were filled with valuable items.

As soon as dawn broke, Shen Wanwan came running over, panting. He dared not delay Lin Ping's time.

Bosses like Shen Wanwan are all pretty much the same in terms of physique; fat heads, big ears, oily faces, and big bellies are all standard features.

However, Shen Wanwan's face has become much thinner, and her mental state is much worse than it was a few days ago.

The reason is nothing more than that he was harmed by Lin Ping.

Even though brokerage firms bring in money quickly, they also carry great risks and have many expenses. Shen Wanwan is indeed very wealthy, but 100,000 taels of silver is equivalent to 100,000 strings of cash, which is no small sum.

Although they made a profit from Zhu Xiaoji and the others a few days ago, the value of the treasure was too large for anyone to handle all at once, so they had to negotiate a lower price themselves. In the end, they made less than 20,000 taels of silver in total.

Now, this 100,000 taels of silver has not only exhausted all of Shen Wanwan's savings, but also required the sale of a considerable amount of land, finally managing to scrape together the money.

After the two exchanged glances, Lin Ping hurriedly pulled out a gleaming gold belt from his bundle and said with a fawning smile, "Ten years ago, the city lord's mansion made a contribution to the fight against the Japanese pirates, and the emperor personally rewarded this gold belt!"

As Lin Ping said, Jiangcheng is located near the Yellow Sea and is most vulnerable to harassment by Japanese pirates. Ten years ago, they even launched an attack, but were defeated by the city lord's mansion. The king was overjoyed and bestowed this golden belt upon them.

Shen Wanwan's eyes lit up. Items bestowed by the emperor were priceless treasures that money couldn't buy.

"This is a golden whip bestowed by the founding emperor. It can be used to strike down a tyrannical ruler or to eliminate treacherous officials..." Lin Ping pulled out the items one by one, rambling on and on.

Shen Wanwan's narrow eyes widened in shock. These were all legendary treasures; he would die happy just to catch a glimpse of them. Now, they were all going to be his. He suddenly felt that Lin Ping was a very kind person.

Any item he casually picked out could fetch an exorbitant price, making his own bulging 100,000 taels of silver pale in comparison.

Lin Ping snatched the silver notes and handed all the treasures to Shen Wanwan, saying earnestly, "Boss Shen, you'd better take good care of them. Losing even one item will cost you your head!"

Shen Wanwan immediately broke out in a cold sweat. This was true. Items bestowed by the emperor could not be traded casually. Therefore, these treasures were only temporarily kept with him for a few days, and he had to be extremely vigilant and keep a close eye on them at all times.

"Boss Shen, the day the young master has enough money, he will redeem them all!"

After speaking, Lin Ping took a thick stack of silver notes and left in a grand manner.

The chubby boy stared at the silver notes with shining eyes, trying several times to snatch a few, but Lin Ping stopped him each time.

Both Shen Wanwan and the chubby boy burst into tears, one heartbroken over the 100,000 taels of silver, and the other heartbroken over the precious treasures.

"At least leave me some money for the journey..." Looking at the heavy treasure, Shen Wanwan burst into tears. Apart from the 100,000 taels of silver, he was penniless. In the end, he could only sell the gold-embroidered robe at a low price, barely enough to hire a carriage, and nervously drag the treasure back to the brokerage firm, where he specially assigned four people to guard it day and night...