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

Upon hearing this, everyone in Jinmanlou burst into laughter; it seemed like they were about to convict Lin Ping.

This is not hard to understand. The current prefect has just taken office and is eager to achieve some political results. He has to step on other people's shoulders or even their corpses to get to the top.

Unfortunately, you, Lin Ping, are the one who died unjustly. This crime, which could be serious or minor, could be fatal.

"Please, Your Excellency, do justice for this humble subject!" Fei Wu prostrated himself on the ground, practically groveling before the Prefect.

"Tsk tsk tsk... What a cruel heart! His thigh was even broken." The prefect shook his head repeatedly, which could be considered as concern for Fei Wu.

"Jin Manlou has accused you of illegally wielding a crossbow and committing violence in the street. Do you agree to the charges?" the Prefect of Yingtian Prefecture asked Lin Ping sternly.

"You brat, just wait to die!" Fei Wu suddenly felt no pain in his body. He wanted to watch Lin Ping die, the more miserable the better.

Even from the tone of the Prefect of Yingtian Prefecture, one can tell that there is bias. The other party is the manager of Jinmanlou Restaurant, while you, Lin Ping, are just an ordinary person who at most has the title of a divine doctor, but it is not recognized by the court and has little significance.

"Your Excellency, this crossbow is mine, and I'm the one who injured the man!" Zhou Xiyin suddenly stood protectively in front of Lin Ping and answered without hesitation.

"Nonsense!" Zhou Yezheng regretted not stopping his willful daughter earlier.

"What a foolish woman, you can't ruin a perfectly good game of chess." Lin Ping pulled Zhou Xiyin back forcefully, his movements quite skillful.

Human limbs have memories. Back in Jiangcheng Prefecture, Lin Ping held Jiang Yunying's hand every day, so he was naturally familiar with it now.

"You'd better think this through before you speak, this could land you in jail!" The Prefect of Yingtian's face grew even colder, startling Zhou Xiyin.

“Your Excellency, don’t listen to her nonsense. The crossbow belongs to this boy, and he’s the one who injured the person.” Diao Mao immediately rebuked him, determined not to let Zhou Xiyin take the blame for him.

There's nothing we can do about it; even the enemy is helping us.

Lin Ping dusted off his clothes, shrugged, and said in a serious tone, "This humble citizen is innocent!"

"Oh? What grievance could there be? Could it be that this crossbow was a gift from someone else?" The Prefect of Yingtian's tone suddenly changed, and even the situation on the field changed accordingly.

Is that a question?

It's obvious they're trying to help Lin Ping get off the hook, but the situation seems... a bit complicated.

"Brother, your hint is too obvious. I, Lin Ping, know what to say!" Lin Ping said helplessly.

Lin Ping was not one to obediently wait for death. If he didn't have any backup plan, he would definitely put the crossbow to Diao Man's forehead in exchange for a chance to escape.

His reliance was on the prefect.

During the past two weeks in Yingtian Prefecture, Lin Ping did not stay obediently in Xuanji Hall. Instead, he inquired about information everywhere and then analyzed and judged it.

Knowing that the Prefect of Yingtian had just taken office, and considering the rampant crimes committed by the flower thief, he guessed that the current Prefect had offended powerful figures in the court and was likely the kind of person who didn't fit in with the crowd.

Thousands of years of history have taught Lin Ping that those uncooperative officials are all upright and incorruptible, and would never protect Jin Manlou. As long as he can prove his innocence, he will not be imprisoned.

These were all just Lin Ping's guesses. The specific situation would have to wait for the prefect to show up. When he saw the person, he was so excited that he almost laughed out loud. Wasn't this the person he had saved on the way to Yingtian Prefecture?

"Reporting to Your Excellency the Prefect, this crossbow was a gift from the Salt Transport Assistant Magistrate. You may verify this," Lin Ping replied slowly and deliberately.

Lin Ping used this crossbow to save the prefect back then. The prefect naturally didn't believe him, but he spoke so decisively that he must have already established a good relationship with the salt transport magistrate, which saved the prefect from having to explain himself.

"The Salt Transport Assistant Magistrate can indeed possess crossbows, but how do you explain breaking Fei Wu's leg?" Xia Yeran tacitly acknowledged the fact that the Salt Transport Assistant Magistrate had given her the crossbows and moved directly to the second topic.

If Diao Mao still couldn't see anything amiss at this point, he would have lived in vain. He just couldn't understand how Lin Ping had managed to curry favor with the Prefect.

"I am innocent!" Lin Ping shamelessly bowed deeply, half of his body pressed down, and explained, "I did not break Fei Wu's leg; it was Boss Tian who broke it himself."

Tian Duoduo shuddered. She hadn't expected Lin Ping to turn the tables on her. She had no one to blame but Diao Mao, who had brought this humiliation upon himself.

Logically speaking, this should be enough to convict him. Everyone saw that it was Tian Duoduo who broke Fei Wu's leg, there is no doubt about that.

However, out of consideration for Tian Duoren's relatively good character, Lin Ping secretly winked at Xia Yeran.

"Fei Wu, are you going to sue Tian Duoduo?" Xia Yeran asked coldly, once again acknowledging that Lin Ping had not committed the crime.

This is impossible to play anymore; Jin Manlou and his group are completely being led by the nose by Lin Ping.

Fei Wu dared not sue Tian Duoduo and could only accept his bad luck. He should have risked being bedridden and let Lin Ping come and beat him himself.

"Hmph, let's go!" Diao Man flicked his sleeves and said angrily, showing no respect for Xia Yeran.

He had already seen through Xia Yeran's maverick nature and knew that he was unlikely to win her over. He wasn't too afraid of this kind of person, since he knew that she would be overthrown by other court officials soon.

"Boss Diao Mao, don't leave yet! I, Lin Ping, haven't said anything yet!" Lin Ping said with a grin.

At the same time, Xia Yeran gave the constables a wink, and a dozen men with curved swords stood guard at the door, not allowing anyone to leave without permission.

"Oh? You have something else to say?" Xia Yeran asked knowingly, hoping that Lin Ping could bring her a surprise.

Since taking office, Xia Yeran has done nothing else but investigate the situation in Yingtian Prefecture. He is also deeply disgusted by Jin Manlou's practice of bribing officials and can take this opportunity to make an example of him.

"Reporting to the Prefect, Fei Wu has abducted my wife in broad daylight! His crime is unforgivable!" Lin Ping said dramatically, his voice already trembling with tears.

"Nonsense! I robbed Miss Zhou, not your wife!" Fei Wu retorted loudly, thinking to himself: Luckily, I, Fei Wu, am quick-witted, otherwise I would have really been harmed by you, kid.

"Idiot!" Diao Man shouted, sounding quite disappointed in him.

Fei Wu seemed to realize that he had said something wrong.

The current debate seems to focus not on who you stole from, but on whether you stole anything at all.

"How dare you! Take him down!" Xia Yeran said coldly.

Upon receiving the order, two constables immediately held knives to Fei Wu's neck and dragged him to the prison like a dead dog.

"Boss, save me! Save me!" Fei Wu cried out in anguish, only then realizing the gravity of the situation.

He always felt that he had taken a bullet for someone, so he shouldn't have offended Lin Ping, that monster.

"Let's go!" Ignoring the constables' attempts to stop him, Diao Mao stormed off from the Zhou residence.