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

Thinking of the banquet two days later, Jiang Yunying didn't dare to go all out. She couldn't possibly bring her pig-headed husband to the banquet and then target places where no one could see her.

Finally, Lin Ping limped back to his room and hurriedly asked Wang Xiao'e to alter his cheongsam, making sure it was done before Zhang Hongyuan's engagement banquet.

The following day, Lin Ping was in so much pain that he couldn't get out of bed, and the entire city lord's mansion fell silent.

Early on the third day, Lin Ping finally endured the excruciating pain and got out of bed, determined to take good care of himself before evening.

Xiao Hui carefully draped a dark blue robe with gold thread over Lin Ping's shoulders, then put on a crystal-clear jade crown, and was completely mesmerized by what she saw.

"Young master, with this makeup, I wonder how many women he'll bewitch!" Xiao Hui pouted, naturally feeling that she was unworthy of him and shouldn't have wasted the opportunity to be his concubine.

As Xiao Hui said, Lin Ping was the most handsome man in Jiangcheng Prefecture. With just a little grooming, he could surpass countless elegant young men, let alone when dressed in a fine robe.

He was even worried that he would be "killed by stares" if he walked down the street!

Before long, Jiang Yunying walked in wearing the modified cheongsam, which immediately caught Lin Ping's eye.

"Wife, shall we not go?" Lin Ping suddenly said, feeling wronged.

Jiang Yunying was puzzled, thinking he was afraid of the impending danger. Her face showed some emotion. To be honest, the current crisis was something the City Lord's Mansion had to face, and it really had little to do with Lin Ping.

“My lady, you are so beautiful that only your husband can appreciate you. Other men must not be allowed to see you.” Just as Jiang Yunying was about to nod in agreement, Lin Ping suddenly blurted out this sentence.

To be honest, men have a strong possessive desire, especially when they marry a woman with such an alluring figure. They wish they could keep her locked up in the house all day and not let her go out.

"My husband must be obedient. After tonight, Yunying will never wear women's clothing in front of others," Jiang Yunying said, coaxing and cajoling. She wasn't angry at Lin Ping's selfishness; on the contrary, she felt a little happy.

Lin Ping nodded vigorously. "Hmph, tonight we're going to steal the spotlight and make Zhang Hongyuan regret ever being born!"

Before long, Jiang Yunyu came running over excitedly, dressed in a fine outfit, and shouted, "Brother-in-law, how do I look in this outfit? It cost a whole ten taels of silver!"

After entering, Jiang Yunyu kept circling around, trying his best to show off, but he didn't even look up at Lin Ping.

Although Jiang Yunyu usually dresses well, it is limited to high-end fabrics and lacks elaborate workmanship. A piece of clothing costs at most five taels of silver. This time, spending ten taels is unprecedented, no wonder Jiang Yunyu keeps showing off.

"Oh... ten taels of silver, that's probably worth as much as one of the beads on my jade crown," Lin Ping replied calmly.

"I don't believe you!" Jiang Yunyu pouted, then glanced at Lin Ping, and was immediately speechless with shock. His chubby little hands kept stroking the other's smooth silk, and he stammered, "This...this is gold thread..."

"That's right, it's gold thread?" Lin Ping didn't understand why Jiang Yunyu was making such a fuss.

"Then this garment must cost a hundred taels of silver?" Jiang Yunyu continued to ask.

Lin Ping nodded and said, "The change is indeed one hundred taels!"

"A fraction of a cent?" Jiang Yunyu's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, but he still clung to Lin Ping's leg, pleading, "Brother-in-law, take me with you! I want clothes worth thousands of taels of silver, I want to splurge, I want a harem of wives and concubines!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yunying glared at Lin Ping and said coldly, "Husband, is this how you teach Yu'er?"

Lin Ping is innocent! He never taught Jiang Yunyu; the latter was entirely self-taught. If he were to be accused of misleading the prince, that would be terrible.

Lin Ping hurriedly helped Jiang Yunyu up and said with a smile, "Yu'er, if you want to wear expensive clothes, you have to earn the money yourself. If you want to have a harem of wives and concubines, you have to cherish your first wife!"

Jiang Yunyu rolled his eyes at Lin Ping, thinking to himself, "I don't believe you for a second. You're clearly spending the city lord's money, yet you have the audacity to say you're working hard to earn more. You've clearly been flirting with countless women, yet you claim to love your wife..."

Perhaps guessing that Lin Ping was going to find the whip, Jiang Yunyu nodded vigorously and patted his chest, saying, "Brother-in-law, don't worry, Yu'er will definitely work hard to revitalize the City Lord's Mansion!"

"He's a bit slow, but his acting is alright." Lin Ping nodded to himself and finally put down the leather whip.

The Jiangcheng Prefectural Government Office was located west of the intersection of Xiangpu Street and Zhongchang Street, and the Prefect's own residence was 500 meters to the west of the government office.

At this moment, the sun was setting, and the entire sky was blood-red, giving it a somewhat desolate appearance. However, inside the prefect's residence, lanterns and decorations were everywhere, and the place was bustling with activity.

Outside the vermilion gate studded with thirty-six door studs, dozens of magnificent carriages were parked. Nobles dressed in brocade robes, supported by their attendants and servants, licked their bloated bellies and stepped over the threshold, which was more than a foot high.

The coachmen, all with their heads held high, led their tall horses to the stables, presumably to compare the color and size of their steeds.

"Boss Zhao has arrived! Congratulations on your generous gift!"

"Boss Liu has arrived! Congratulations on receiving 500 strings of cash!"

"Boss Sun has arrived! Congratulations on your arrival!"

The doorman kept calling out the names in a high-pitched voice.

One string of cash was equivalent to one tael of silver, and one thousand strings of cash was one thousand taels of silver. This was the lifetime income of an ordinary family, which was enough to prove how much these merchants fawned over the prefect.

Currently, the emperor is enacting new policies and urgently needs talented individuals. He is turning a blind eye to bribery among officials; otherwise, Zhang Hongyuan would not have been able to become a captain in the Shancheng Prefecture Guard with only the title of a military officer.

Of course, accepting bribes openly always carries some risks, so it is not against the laws of Wu Kingdom that the Prefect of Jiangcheng accepted congratulatory gifts by taking advantage of Zhang Hongyuan's engagement.

What appears to be a simple engagement banquet actually contains many hidden secrets, which explains why the Prefect of Jiangcheng went to such lengths.

At this moment, the carriage of the city lord's mansion had already stopped in front of the gate. Lin Ping carefully observed the situation outside through the carriage window, and immediately stuck out his tongue, thinking to himself, "What a magnificent mansion, what a decadent feast."

Lin Ping roughly knew how much the prefect's salary was, and that it would probably take hundreds of years to buy this mansion, which must have involved many shady dealings.

Let's talk about this banquet. Just by looking at the carriages outside, you can tell that only the wealthy and powerful can enter. Moreover, Lin Ping really heard the gatekeepers chanting "Congratulations on the 100 strings of cash, congratulations on the 500 strings of cash, congratulations on the 1000 strings of cash..."

"My lady, you must have received quite a few congratulatory gifts when we got engaged, right?" Lin Ping asked curiously, after all, the city lord's status was higher than that of the prefect, and his network of connections was also wider.

Lin Ping wanted to know whether he had actually generated revenue for the City Lord's Mansion, and even more so, how many people approved of his marriage.

Jiang Yunying glared at him fiercely, thinking to herself, "Don't you have any self-awareness about whether we're engaged or not?"

Besides, with your notorious reputation as a spendthrift, how many people would actually congratulate you?

To save face for Lin Ping, Jiang Yunying Wan'er smiled and said, "Father doesn't want to be harsh on his subjects' hard-earned money, so he has long since explicitly prohibited gift money."

Lin Ping nodded to himself, and the city lord's image in his mind grew even more impressive.

At this moment, Li Mingxuan, arm in arm with Lin Ping on the left, and Xiao Huan, arm in arm with Jiang Yunying on the right, had already gracefully disembarked from the carriage.

The gold-embroidered dress had its own halo, and it shone even more brightly in the setting sun, immediately attracting the attention of everyone around. They all stared in astonishment at the virtuous couple, filled with envy.

What defines a winner in life? Is it simply having money and power?

Of course not. The real winner in life is the one who marries a beauty like Jiang Yunying, who is as stunning as a woman.

Before meeting Lin Ping, Jiang Yunying was known as an "ugly woman" by everyone, after all, she wore an iron mask all day long.

But Jiang Yunying is tall and has a perfect figure. With her fair and translucent skin, she is a beauty with just a little makeup, and doesn't even need to show her face.

Now, Jiang Yunying walks down the street in a cheongsam, captivating countless people.

If most of the guests hadn't already entered the mansion, the appearance of the two would likely have caused quite a stir, at the very least completely overshadowing Zhang Hongyuan and Su Lianlian.

"My wife, you must protect me well." Lin Ping naturally took Jiang Yunying's hands.

The other person thought Lin Ping was afraid of being suppressed by the enemy, so they also grasped Lin Ping's large hand and gave him a firm look.

Unexpectedly, Lin Ping, sounding aggrieved and on the verge of tears, said, "My husband is afraid they'll kill me if they look at me like that. It's not my fault that I'm handsome and dashing. Why would they have such malicious intentions?"

Jiang Yunying had also heard the legend of "killing Wei Jie with a glance," and immediately glared at Lin Ping with annoyance, hoping that he would not embarrass the City Lord's Mansion later.

"What are you doing?" A gatekeeper stopped Lin Ping and the others, looking up with his nose in the air.

How could a gatekeeper of the Prefectural Governor's mansion not recognize the emblem of the City Lord's carriage?

This is clearly a deliberate attempt to make things difficult for them.

Lin Ping wasn't angry about this. It would be a problem if the gatekeeper let them in politely. Since they agreed to confront each other head-on, they had to start from the first step.

"This is an invitation, open your dog eyes and take a look!" Li Mingxuan replied emphatically, while showing the invitation from the City Lord's Mansion.

The gatekeeper glanced at them briefly but wasn't surprised, as he already knew their identities. He lowered his chin slightly and reluctantly announced, "The City Lord's Princess has arrived, the Heir Apparent has arrived!"

"Is that all?" Lin Ping looked at the other person in surprise, as if waiting for his address.

However, the doorman had already shut his mouth and turned his head away, refusing to look at them again.

Although the doorman deliberately lowered his voice, the resounding names of the princess and the prince immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the courtyard, who all revealed sinister smiles.

Regardless of age, men are of higher status than women. Logically, the gatekeeper should have put Jiang Yunyu first. This was clearly an insult to the City Lord's Mansion. Moreover, this person had never even given Lin Ping a second glance.

The courtyard immediately erupted in chaos. Everyone whispered among themselves as they looked towards the gate, clearly waiting for a response from the City Lord's Mansion. If they were to step through the gate like this, they would be making the City Lord's Mansion lose face.

Jiang Yunying frowned, and Jiang Yunyu was furious, but they couldn't lower themselves to vent their anger on a mere doorman.

Lin Ping took two steps toward the door with a grin, then his face suddenly darkened. He kicked out unexpectedly, striking the doorman squarely in the groin.

The onlookers all shuddered; just thinking about it made them wince. They clearly heard the crisp sound of an egg breaking.

Caught off guard, the doorman convulsed in pain, instinctively clutching his groin, jumping up and down in agony, tears streaming down his face, and cried out in grievance, "Why did you hit me?"

"Hitting someone?" Lin Ping added another kick, shoving the door to the ground, and said coldly, "I'm not hitting someone, I'm teaching you a lesson on behalf of your father."

"What's the point of living if you're a useless person who doesn't even know basic manners?"

Lin Ping kept stomping his heels on the door's chest.

The other person felt a series of cracking sounds from their ribs, and was in so much pain that they almost vomited blood. They never imagined that Lin Ping would be such a rogue.

Seeing this, chaos erupted in the courtyard, with everyone criticizing Lin Ping for his lack of manners. The Jiangcheng Prefect immediately gave a wink to a middle-aged man in black robes, who then strode out aggressively.

"Who dares to cause trouble at the Prefect's residence?" the man in black robes roared, once again ignoring the City Lord's mansion.