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

"Lord Fu, this salt mine belongs to the city lord of Jiangcheng. We dare not make decisions on our own." Tang Wunao smiled, but his words carried a threatening tone.

In other words, you, Fu Peiran, are just a minor official, while the city lord of Jiangcheng is a powerful minister with ten thousand private troops. In his eyes, you are nothing but a fart.

Fu Peiran kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. At this moment, all the doubts in his heart were resolved.

Without the support of the Jiangcheng City Lord, who would dare to openly mine within the territory of Jiangcheng Prefecture?

He was blinded by self-interest and didn't consider this relationship, which led to the tragic lesson of Ruan Dan and others being killed.

Even if the evidence is conclusive, would the king offend the city lord of Jiangcheng for the sake of a mere hundred people?

Six months ago, this might have been the case, but things are different now.

Six months ago, the Lord of Jiangcheng was besieged on all sides. The Lord of Shancheng alone could restrain him, without even the King having to take action himself.

But now, the Lord of Shancheng has been killed, and the new Lord of Shancheng is so close to the Lord of Jiangcheng that they are like brothers.

If the king wants to harm the lord of Jiangcheng again, he will have to personally send troops, and may even face the resistance of 20,000 private soldiers.

These private soldiers grew up eating rice from the city lord's mansion. Not only are they extremely loyal, but they are also incredibly strong in combat. If 20,000 private soldiers fight to the death to defend the city, even an army of 50,000 would not be able to break in.

Would a ruler send out 50,000 troops for a mere hundred soldiers?

Furthermore, it is uncertain whether the king actually has 50,000 troops at his disposal. Military power is in the hands of Lu Zhan, the commander of the central army, which is why the king is so eager to marry Xia Linglong off.

Once they become in-laws, Lu Zhan will gravitate towards the king and even help him subdue any dissent.

In short, Fu Peiran just accepted his bad luck.

“What you say is absolutely right, young master. The Salt Transport Office should purchase the salt at market price,” Fu Peiran said with a smile.

He desperately needed this batch of salt, otherwise his position would become awkward.

What value does a salt transport agency have if it has no salt?

The officials involved should all retire and return to their hometowns.

"Thank you for your understanding, Lord Fu." Wu Haoran said with a smile, "The city lord instructed that the price of this salt should not be less than one hundred and twenty taels of silver, after all, the travel expenses are quite expensive."

Raising prices on the spot! Tang Wu Nao, you're really something!

Even Zhu Xiaoji was somewhat impressed; this was simply asking for the moon.

Fu Peiran was sweating profusely, constantly wiping his forehead, his voice trembling as he said, "It's my duty, it's my duty."

While the travel expenses weren't cheap, surely they shouldn't be increasing by twenty taels of silver per stone of salt? This is blatant robbery.

Is twenty taels of silver expensive? Who will be responsible for the loss of these thousand cavalrymen? If it weren't to put Fu Peiran in a better position, why would the city lord's mansion have dispatched its elite troops?

Therefore, one hundred taels of silver was for the price of salt, and twenty taels of silver was for military expenses.

"Hurry up and give me the money!" Fu Peiran said angrily.

The salt transport magistrate was already terrified and knew that revenge was hopeless. He could only blame his son for being blind and inflexible.

He had to take out 120,000 taels of silver, which emptied the entire treasury.

If Zhou Yecheng hadn't foolishly sent them 50,000 taels of silver a few days ago, they really wouldn't have been able to afford this salt.

Tang Wunao snatched the silver notes, quickly counted them, and then nodded in satisfaction, ordering someone to hand over one thousand shi of salt.

After obtaining the salt, Fu Peiran felt more confident, realizing that the 120,000 taels of silver were well spent!

Salt merchants from Yingtian Prefecture all gathered here, fearing they wouldn't be able to sell their goods.

A price of 150 taels would definitely be snapped up, and a single transaction would yield a profit of 30,000 taels, which would be a considerable political achievement.

"Son-in-law, let's go back," Zhou Yecheng said dejectedly.

They arrived a step later than Fu Peiran and had been hiding in the crowd, witnessing everything that had just happened.

The Zhou family simply couldn't afford the price of 150 taels per shi (a unit of dry measure).

He had hoped to snag a bargain, but such opportunities are rare.

Currently, hundreds of wealthy merchants have surrounded the officials of the Salt Transport Commissioner's Office.

Fu Peiran temporarily handed over power to the Salt Transport Magistrate, who was also Ruan Dan's father.

He was the Salt Commissioner; why would he waste his breath arguing with these wealthy merchants over a little money?

He offered a low price of 140 taels, which would still net him 20,000 taels of silver no matter what. The rest depended on the performance of the salt transport magistrate.

The price was quickly driven up to 150 taels, and it continued to soar, showing a tendency to reach 180 taels.

“Husband, it’s quite lively over there, I want to go and take a look.” Zhou Xiyin’s idea was exactly the opposite of Zhou Yecheng’s.

She knew that Lin Ping never did anything without being sure of success, and he would definitely be able to turn the tide this time. Besides, she had met Zhu Xiaoji before!

Although it's unclear what role Zhu Xiaoji plays with the city lord of Jiangcheng, at least he'll give Lin Ping some face.

"Yes, I'll listen to my wife." Lin Ping nodded and led the two of them through the dense crowd.

As soon as Zhou Yecheng appeared, he immediately became the target of everyone's criticism.

"Oh! Isn't this Mr. Zhou? You're here to buy salt too?"

"I heard you sold your house. Do you still have money?"

"Haha, if you don't have money, then get lost. This place isn't for you."

The crowd laughed in a sarcastic tone, their faces full of disdain.

"Isn't this the Divine Physician Lin? I heard that your Xuanji Hall was taken back, and now you're living in the Zhou family's old residence. I'm afraid you've become a live-in son-in-law." The Salt Transport Magistrate mocked loudly.

Previously, he was afraid of Lin Ping out of respect for Qi Tianzhang, but now that Fu Peiran has spoken, Lin Ping has no leverage left.

The Salt Transport Magistrate was right; Xuanji Hall had indeed been taken back, and he was indeed living in the Zhou family's old residence, much like a son-in-law who had moved into the family home.

This is a very shameful identity.

Zhou Xiyin blushed with anxiety and hurriedly said, "My husband is not a live-in son-in-law; he is just temporarily staying at the Zhou family's old house."

Whether he is a live-in son-in-law or not is obvious to everyone; their grand wedding is enough to prove everything.

They were simply using this opportunity to attack Lin Ping, and the more Zhou Xiyin explained, the happier they became.

"Did I eat your rice?" Lin Ping coldly replied to everyone.

The implication is that whether I'm a live-in son-in-law or not is none of your business. Whether Xuanjitang is gone or not is none of your concern.

Get out of my way and I'll block you all.

"Still so stubborn, if you're so capable, don't come here to buy salt!" one person said in a strange tone.

"Haha, I'm afraid he can't afford salt either."

"Son-in-law, let's go back." Zhou Yecheng was too ashamed to face anyone.

Losing money in business and selling the house was shameful enough, but now being surrounded and cursed by people made him feel like his old face was being rubbed and scrubbed on the ground.

"Get the hell out of here." Lin Ping kicked the man away and said coldly, "Did I ever say I wanted to buy salt from the Salt Transport Office?"

"A madman, he's absolutely insane." The man who was kicked away gritted his teeth and said, but he didn't dare to fight back. It's not a good thing to argue with a madman, and it would be even more of a loss if he got bitten by the madman.