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

"Uncle, is it really okay to harm your niece like this?"

Jiang Yunying lowered her head awkwardly, but couldn't find a reason to refute it.

Previously, she had promised to consummate her marriage with Lin Ping after the deed was done, so there was no need for Jiang Xiuwen to drag her into Lin Ping's room. However, having these words spoken openly always made her shy, after all, Jiang Yunying was still a virgin.

"Uncle is indeed straightforward!" Lin Ping echoed, determined not to miss any opportunity to consummate his marriage with Jiang Yunying.

“Since Father and Uncle have agreed, let’s finalize it as soon as possible,” Lin Ping said directly. “We will prepare the army tomorrow, and Uncle will lead the team to set off the day after tomorrow.”

The simultaneous deployment of eight thousand private troops would inevitably cause a crisis in the city lord's city. Therefore, it was necessary for the city lord to stay and guard the city, while Jiang Xiuwen should go to Yancheng. It was not appropriate to let some juniors do the work entirely in his place, lest the city lord of Shancheng laugh at them.

There are still nearly ten days until the battle for the two city lords, so there is no need to set off the day after tomorrow, since Jiangcheng Prefecture and Yancheng are only about two hundred miles apart.

Even a large army with supplies only needs two days.

“No, it’s too early. We’re not in the mood to go sightseeing.” Jiang Xiuwen was the first to object.

Lin Ping smiled, having already anticipated that the other party would retaliate.

There was no need to send it eight days in advance. Lin Ping made this request in order to get the other party to object, thereby gaining more power and trust and avoiding any obstacles in getting things done.

If Lin Ping's various ideas are rejected by Jiang Xiuwen after the army sets off, then the trip will be meaningless.

Therefore, it's best to criticize others early on.

"Uncle, do you know the principle of 'Don't use someone you doubt, and don't doubt someone you use'? Since you've chosen to trust me, why are you contradicting my opinions? When a large army is about to set out, there can't be two commanders with two completely different battle strategies." Lin Ping's tone was respectful, but every word was barbed.

Jiang Xiuwen was a reckless man, how could he possibly win an argument with Lin Ping, and he was immediately speechless.

"Alright, it's as Ping'er says. The army will depart the day after tomorrow. Also, Ping'er will be the commander-in-chief, and elder brother can accompany us." The city lord deliberately acted listless so that Jiang Xiuwen would not object.

"Thank you for your trust, Father!" Lin Ping bowed deeply and thanked him hastily, even glancing at Jiang Xiuwen with a smug look.

That's exactly what he wanted to hear, so that Jiang Xiuwen wouldn't disrupt his future plans like a troublemaker.

"Hmph!" Jiang Xiuwen flicked his sleeves and left angrily. He wasn't angry because of the city lord's arrangement, but because of Lin Ping's arrogant attitude.

If this trip is truly a great success, wouldn't Lin Ping's nose be held high in the sky, and wouldn't he be able to take his own shit on his own head?

"I'll take my leave now." Jiang Yunlie hurriedly chased after him. "Father, wait for me."

It was already late at night, and the city lord hurriedly ran back to his room, naturally not wanting to waste this romantic night. If he returned late, he might be punished by the city lord's wife.

"My lady, let's go back too." Lin Ping smiled lewdly and naturally took Jiang Yunying's hand and walked back.

"Huh? Why isn't my wife letting go?" Lin Ping asked in confusion as they reached the fork in the road.

The two rooms were separated by a large courtyard. Every time they reached the crossroads, Jiang Yunying would shyly suggest "breaking up." Even though Lin Ping was unwilling, he had no choice but to comply to avoid angering her.

At this moment, Jiang Yunying still kept her head down, but did not utter the words "break up".

Lin Ping looked at the other person with suspicion, then boldly took two more steps forward. Still, the other person didn't speak, so he tried taking two more steps forward...

Thus, Lin Ping would stop every two steps to observe Jiang Yunying's expression, fearing he might get beaten up.

When Lin Ping stopped for the hundredth time, Jiang Yunying finally lost her temper and said with a gloomy face, "Husband, how long are you going to stop? Are you itching for a beating?"

"Itchy skin" is a verb, and Lin Ping stumbled and almost fell. Fortunately, Jiang Yunying caught him but still didn't let go.

Lin Ping's heart was in his throat as he pulled the other person back to the room quickly.

He roughly understood Jiang Yunying's meaning; she simply wanted to know the future plans, as she couldn't just hand over the fate of the City Lord's Mansion to an outsider without any clear explanation.

"My lady, don't worry, this plan is... seemingly, probably, appears to be complete... flawless." Lin Ping's tone grew weaker and weaker, not daring to look directly into Jiang Yunying's sharp eyes.

Every plan has its flaws, and even the best plans can be disrupted by unforeseen changes. Therefore, Lin Ping couldn't guarantee that this trip would achieve the desired results.

To him, this was nothing more than a scheme, an agreement with Jiang Yunying. But to Jiang Yunying, it was a thousand times more precious than her life. If it failed, the city lord's mansion, which had stood for two hundred years, might perish, and she would become a sinner for all time.

Therefore, Lin Ping dared not give Jiang Yunying too many guarantees.

“Husband…” Jiang Yunying pressed two slender, jade-like fingers to Lin Ping’s mouth and shook her head. “Yunying’s trip here is not to demand a promise, but rather…”

At this point, Jiang Yunying's beautiful eyes burned with passion, her face flushed, and her soft voice caught in her throat. Finally, she mustered her courage and said, "This journey is extremely dangerous and fraught with uncertainty. My husband and I may not return alive. Yunying... doesn't want my husband to have any regrets..."

Although Jiang Yunying's voice was soft, her intention was direct and clear.

She had gradually fallen in love with Lin Ping and was willing to consummate their marriage, not only because she didn't want Lin Ping to have any regrets, but also because she didn't want to have any regrets herself.

Therefore, it was decided to let Lin Ping enjoy the fruits of victory ahead of schedule.

Lin Ping stared, completely mesmerized. The beautiful woman, bathed in the interplay of moonlight and candlelight, resembled a shy, smiling peach blossom, so all the moonlight paled in comparison and the candlelight flickered.

Just as his saliva was about to fall to the ground, Lin Ping suddenly became serious. He couldn't let his lewdness disgust the other party and thus affect... Yuanfang's jungle clearing.

"Don't worry, my wife. I, Lin Ping, will never let anything go wrong. If we fail on this mission, I'll cut off my head and use it as a chamber pot for you," Lin Ping said, patting his chest. His resolute gaze... even he himself was fooled.

"Is this husband stupid?" Jiang Yunying glared angrily at Lin Ping, hoping that he could seize the last opportunity. As a woman, she couldn't very well take the initiative to pin Lin Ping down on the bed and then do something violent.

One should at least have basic self-restraint and be subtle in speech; it's just that the other party has poor comprehension.

"Don't worry." Lin Ping nodded firmly again.

"You..." Jiang Yunying stomped her feet in anger, her two rows of small teeth clenching and grinding together, wishing she could beat Lin Ping up. "Hmph, my husband has wasted all the money he spent on going to Wutong Garden all these years!"

Jiang Yunying was absolutely certain that Lin Ping was a virgin, a virgin who had lustful thoughts but lacked the courage to act on them.