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

That night, the city lord's mansion held an emergency family meeting, which not only Lin Ping and Jiang Yunyu had to attend, but also Jiang Yunlie.

The city lord sat dejectedly in the middle, with his wife beside him, her face full of sorrow. Jiang Xiuwen paced back and forth impatiently in the hall, making the atmosphere even more tense.

"Lie'er, you are the eldest son of the Jiang family, tell us your opinion."

The city lord sighed and asked, not believing that Jiang Yunlie could offer any constructive suggestions.

As the first speaker, Jiang Yunlie had to say something. He paused his spear on the ground, making a loud, resounding sound, and said angrily, "Nephew, I will wipe out the four major salt merchants and distribute the salt to the people for free!"

"...Xiu, sit down." The city lord said weakly. He had already guessed Jiang Yunlie's thoughts. Like father, like son. The two of them were cut from the same mold, showing the same reckless spirit.

"Xiuwu, I think this is a good idea," Jiang Xiuwen argued. "Not only the four major salt merchants, but we should also wipe out the government office!"

"Destroy the government office? Do you want to establish yourself as king in Jiangcheng?" The city lord felt helpless about his elder brother's idea. Fortunately, he had inherited the title. If it had been handed over to the other party, the city lord's mansion would probably have been led down a path of no return long ago.

"This gorilla is quite bold. If we gave him the city lord's 10,000 private troops, wouldn't he be able to turn the world upside down?" Lin Ping said to Jiang Yunying in a mocking tone.

Lin Ping's words were not an exaggeration at all. Ever since Jiang Xiuwen took complete control of the Guard Commandery, he has become a completely different person. He speaks more forcefully, stands up straight, and seems eager to take down anyone he can catch.

“It’s my uncle…” Jiang Yunying said helplessly, but she didn’t defend Jiang Xiuwen. Even she thought the other party was a bit brainless.

"Yu'er, tell me about your... never mind." The city lord's eyes quickly swept over Jiang Yunyu, not giving him a chance to speak, and directly asked Jiang Yunying.

Naturally, she didn't want her silly son to embarrass her.

The chubby boy immediately became indignant. After all, the other party was the heir to the city lord's mansion. He raised his chubby little hands and shouted, "Yu'er has something to say."

"Oh?" Seeing Jiang Yunyu's confident demeanor, the city lord was pleased. Even though he couldn't explain it clearly, his courage was commendable.

"Then tell me, you must not be as reckless as your elder brother." The city lord used this as an excuse to reject Jiang Xiuwen's idea.

To Jiang Yunyu, Jiang Yunlie was the perfect child, always better than him, and even a role model for the younger generation of the Jiang family. If it weren't for his excellence, Jiang Yunyu would have received far fewer beatings.

So when he heard the city lord belittle Jiang Yunlie, the chubby boy laughed out loud, feeling incredibly pleased with himself.

Jiang Yunyu bowed respectfully, completing all the proper courtesies, before slowly saying, "Yu'er believes that the best way to resolve the salt crisis, and even all the crises facing the City Lord's Mansion, is... to find an excellent brother-in-law!"

It must be said that Jiang Yunyu's words were astonishing, and his skill in flattery had reached a level of consummate mastery.

Everyone except Lin Ping covered their faces, wishing the Luo family had no such descendant. Lin Ping, however, felt completely refreshed, like he was on opium, and probably could never quit.

"Good! Yu'er is right!" Just when the atmosphere was at its most awkward, Lin Ping actually clapped, his shamelessness increasing exponentially.

Is it so hard to be humble?

It's not like I'm not giving you a chance to answer.

Jiang Yunying's face flushed, wishing she could crawl under the table to eavesdrop, or better yet, not listen at all.

Lin Ping is her husband; she's the one who's most humiliated.

The city lord coughed twice, his old face flushed, and asked, "Ping'er, then tell me your opinion."

"I have no opinion. I'm just saying that Yu'er is right." Lin Ping looked at the city lord innocently, as if he were the victim.

The city lord's face was already burning, and he continued, "Since Yu'er is right, let's discuss it in detail."

Jiang Yunyu once again performed the proper courtesies and said in a serious tone, "First, you need a discerning father who can pick out the best son-in-law from among millions of people. Second, you need a beautiful older sister who can hold onto your brother-in-law's heart."

This seems to... still emphasize the importance of having a good brother-in-law.

"I'd like to add something!" Lin Ping raised his hand, speaking seriously, "Finally, my sister and brother-in-law will consummate their marriage..."

thump……

Jiang Yunying fell to the ground in shame, her delicate hands trying to pry open the cracks in the floor, but the floor was made of solid wood and was very sturdy.

This is a vicious cycle. Lin Ping agrees with Jiang Yunyu's opinion, while Jiang Yunyu keeps emphasizing the importance of having a good brother-in-law.

"Alright, all of you may leave," the city lord said listlessly, regretting that he had held this family meeting, which was a complete waste of time.

"Father, a salt merchant from out of town came to the city today and sold four cartloads of salt." Jiang Yunying finally provided some useful information.

"Is this true?" The city lord's eyes lit up, thinking that the four carts of salt had been sold to ordinary people.

Jiang Yunying nodded and said softly, "It's a pity that all four carts of salt were bought by the Su family."

"Damn it! It's the Su family again!" The city lord slammed his hand on the table, shattering it, and even had the same thought as Jiang Xiuwen.

"The foreign businessman said he has four more truckloads of salt, which he will take to the city to sell first thing tomorrow morning," Jiang Yunying finally provided a useful piece of information.

The city lord immediately smiled at Lin Ping, his voice so kind it sent chills down one's spine: "Ping'er, you are Ming'er's good brother-in-law. I'm entrusting this matter to you. Make sure you get those four carts of salt."

"Damn..." Lin Ping said in a coded tone, "So we've become suckers?"

Clearly, the city lord wouldn't give Lin Ping a single penny, leaving him to figure it out entirely, and even added, "If this matter is accomplished, then 850,000 taels of silver..."

"How about it?" Lin Ping asked impatiently. To be honest, Qingfeng Tower had made some money recently. If he could sell the Lin family mansion, he could salvage the situation. Lin Ping was eager to use this to offset the remaining 850,000 taels of silver so that he could consummate his marriage with Jiang Yunying directly.

"If it can really be done, I'll reduce the price difference for you!" the city lord said generously.

"You're ruthless!" Lin Ping secretly gave the other party a thumbs up, as if he felt he owed the City Lord's Mansion 850,000 taels of silver.

"I also want to buy them, but I can't afford it," Lin Ping said with a mournful face. "These four carts of salt cost at least 50,000 taels of silver. Even if I encourage Yu'er again, I might not be able to raise the money."

"Incite Yu'er?" Upon hearing this, the city lord immediately cowered, fearing that he would sell the imperial edict.

Jiang Yunyu immediately crawled under the table, his back drenched in cold sweat.

The city lord bent down, took out a silver note worth several dozen taels from the sole of his shoe, and solemnly handed it to Lin Ping, saying seriously, "Keep this stack of silver notes for now, and pawn the sword that has accompanied Father for many years as well. Madam, go and get my few valuable robes. Don't worry about money now."