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

Jiang Yunlie's mount was selected from tens of thousands of warhorses, making it much faster than these ordinary steeds.

It quickly overtook the last few people, and then sped off, constantly surpassing them.

"Stop him!" Some people began to panic as Jiang Yunlie charged straight at the vanguard.

Almost no one answered the first exam; everyone pinned their hopes on the second and third exams. They wouldn't allow Jiang Yunlie to suddenly appear.

The people next to him stood in front of Jiang Yunlie in a tacit manner, and no matter how he changed direction, he could not overtake him, which almost resulted in physical collisions several times.

They were just hoping Jiang Yunlie would get angry and attack them.

In this way, there would be a legitimate reason to defeat him and completely eliminate a formidable opponent.

Jiang Yunlie was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. The finish line was right in front of him, and if he couldn't surpass these people, he wouldn't be able to advance at all.

Others might have done poorly on their first subject, but still had some points. He, however, submitted a blank paper and got absolutely no points.

His hand burrowed into the spear, and several times he wanted to attack directly, but these five or six people were also armed, and he wasn't confident of victory.

Apart from Lin Ping, all those who could participate in the exam were martial arts graduates with considerable strength.

Jiang Yunlie wasn't arrogant enough to fight five against one; if he lost, all his previous efforts would be in vain.

"Kid, give up. You're no match for us."

"Even a good horse can't change the fact that you lost the race."

"Don't think that having money and power means you can do whatever you want. You're doomed to lose this match!"

The people in front of them looked at them coldly; they were all children from poor families and were born with a resentment towards the rich.

Jiang Yunlie's outfit was quite valuable, so he naturally became their target for suppression.

Lin Ping, who was leaving, turned around, a light that was barely perceptible to the naked eye gleaming in his eyes.

thump!

After a long neigh, a horse suddenly collapsed to the ground, tumbling down with its rider.

After this person fell, Jiang Yunlie had an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

He immediately spurred his warhorse and flew directly through the gap.

"Drive, drive, drive!"

Jiang Yunlie continued to wield the reins, leaving the others behind, and at the last second, he achieved a remarkable first place.

"Blame yourselves for stopping the wrong person," Lin Ping said coldly.

He didn't want to ruin these candidates' careers, but unfortunately, they were blind and deliberately targeted Jiang Yunlie, which angered Lin Ping.

The X-ray emanating from the man's right eye startled his mount, causing it to inexplicably collapse to the ground.

If he hadn't been so kind-hearted, those five people blocking his way would probably have fallen from their horses.

Since obtaining Jiang Hongling's internal energy, X-ray energy has become even stronger. Although it cannot directly defeat the enemy, it can disrupt the enemy's mind for a short time.

The competitions at both venues ended almost simultaneously, and the scores of each candidate were recorded.

The third exam was held in the afternoon, and the examination venue was set up at the shooting range outside the city.

Following the previous order, the candidates were still divided into two competition venues.

Lin Ping looked around but still couldn't find Lu Jie and Zhang Hongyuan.

That's fine, at least he can hide his identity, since he is a criminal after all.

For Lin Ping, shooting straight was child's play; he completed the test almost with his eyes closed.

No matter how tricky the angle or how far the distance, as long as the crossbow has enough range, it can hit the bullseye every time.

"What good is archery if you don't get good grades in the first two exams? Even if you get first place in the third exam, it won't help."

The proctor who threw Lin Ping's exam paper into the trash can muttered to himself.

"Brother-in-law, your archery skills have improved again, it's just a pity..." Jiang Yunlie excitedly ran to Lin Ping, but his expression was somewhat disappointed when he finished speaking.

He thought the same as the proctor: he had almost no score in the first two exams, so even if he got first place in the third, it wouldn't matter.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yunlie felt extremely guilty. If it weren't for his poor riding skills, Lin Ping wouldn't have fallen off his horse and given up the exam.

"There's nothing to regret. Your score in this subject was also good, and you should be able to advance," Lin Ping said, patting Jiang Yunlie on the shoulder.

The more carefree he was, the more distressed Jiang Yunlie felt.

"Once you win the title of Martial Arts Champion, I will definitely lead troops to rescue Sister Yunying from the Lotus Palace," Jiang Yunlie said confidently.

He is straightforward and says whatever comes to mind. Even though this matter is somewhat far-fetched, it still shows his attitude.

Lin Ping smiled warmly; Jiang Yunlie was an unexpected gain for him from the City Lord's Mansion.

Even without Jiang Yunying's connection, the two still treated each other like family.

"Has he started making his move?" Lin Ping asked Jiang Xiuwen in his ear.

"I'm still hesitating," Jiang Xiuwen replied somewhat nervously.

This was a matter of great importance, yet he failed to handle it well, which inevitably made him look rather ashamed.

"Hmph, this is the last chance. If we miss it, the city lord city will be devoured by others," Lin Ping said coldly, leaving without looking back.

"Lie'er, I'm leaving this to you alone. I need to go back to Jiangcheng myself. If I fail to accomplish this, I will become a sinner for all eternity in the City Lord's Mansion."

Jiang Xiuwen was extremely anxious and hurriedly explained to Jiang Yunlie. He had already rushed towards Jiangcheng Prefecture, hoping that it was not too late.

"Everyone's acting so mysteriously, what's going on?"

Jiang Yunlie was a bit confused, completely unable to understand what the two people were saying.

Now, he is focused on the martial arts examination and doesn't want to worry about it. Whether Jiang Xiuwen is by his side or not is irrelevant.

After the exam, many candidates left the venue, waiting for the results to be released three days later.

For test takers, these three days are extremely difficult, feeling like an eternity.

Every day, people squat under the sign where the notice is posted, eager to know the result immediately.

The day before the results were announced, several officials from the Ministry of Rites had already recorded the scores of the first examination and handed the roster to the Minister of Rites.

The Minister of Rites examined the name for a long time, his brows gradually furrowing. He searched three times but could not find Lin Ping's name.

"Are these the scores of all the candidates?" the Minister of Rites asked in a cold voice.

The examiner handed over the roster, and his heart tightened. He whispered, "That's right!"

As the person in charge of the military examination, the Minister of Rites would always want to ensure that nothing goes wrong. This was just a casual question, and he probably wouldn't have noticed anything amiss.

There were over a hundred candidates participating in this military examination, and it was impossible for the Minister of Rites to count them one by one.

"How dare you! You actually tried to deceive me! As the person in charge, didn't you notice that a name was missing?" The Minister of Rites was furious.

If it were someone else who was missing, he could easily turn a blind eye, but Lin Ping's name was missing, so he had to investigate.

"This humble official has failed in his duty..." The man knelt on the ground in fear and trembling.

"You knew all along that one person was missing?" The Minister of Rites could tell at a glance that the other party was somewhat guilty, and it seemed that he was hiding something.

"Yes, yes, yes..." the man replied timidly.

"In the first exam, one boy handed in his paper in less than fifteen minutes, writing only one sentence on it. I thought he was bound to fail, so I threw his paper into the trash can."

"How dare you! Who gave you such authority? You expect me to review anything, not just a single sentence, but even if you didn't write a single word!" The Minister of Rites was furious.

"What's this person's name?"

The official in charge of the Ministry of Rites was already paralyzed with fear, his mind blank. After thinking for a long time, he vaguely remembered a name: "It seems to be Lin Ping."

"Find his exam paper immediately, or you can resign and return to your hometown." The Minister of Rites slammed his teacup on the ground, his anger reaching its peak.

He went to great lengths to help Lin Ping secure a spot and conceal his identity, all so that Lin Ping could one day rise to prominence. He never expected that a mere person in charge would ruin everything.

"This humble official will go find it immediately..."

The person in charge was so frightened that he never dreamed that losing a single exam paper would cause him such a big problem.

He had no doubt about the Minister of Rites' determination; if the examination papers were not found, his official position would certainly be in jeopardy.

Even if the exam paper is recovered, there will probably be no chance for further promotion in this lifetime.

"Serves you right for being so cheeky!" The man kept slapping himself.

When he rushed to the examination hall, he found that the trash was already gone.

The Imperial College is cleaned every day, so how could an exam paper thrown in the trash be kept for three days?

Following the footprints of the swaying toes, the official walked through the streets and alleys, eventually arriving at a large pit in the south of the city.

It's filled with all sorts of household waste, including leftover food, broken porcelain, and even a lot of feces; it's basically a garbage dump.

Under the scorching sun, the garbage had begun to ferment, and a foul stench permeated the surrounding area for hundreds of meters.

Even the person in charge of cleaning up the trash had their face covered with a black cloth, yet this person in charge rushed over without any warning.

As the stench entered his throat through his nasal cavity, his stomach churned, and he vomited up even the food from yesterday.

"Does Your Excellency really intend to go down personally?" Qingjiaotou asked, puzzled.

Let alone personally going down into the pit, there wasn't a single living person within a radius of several hundred meters. He really couldn't understand how a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Rites could have such a peculiar hobby.

This person also began to hesitate. Being knocked unconscious by the fumes after falling into the pit was a minor matter, but drowning was a major one.

Thinking that his official position was about to be lost, he didn't care about anything else and nodded while pinching his nose.

When his boots were soaked by the latrine, pinching his nose was no longer effective.

He simply plunged his hands deep into the cesspool, searching like looking for a needle in a haystack.

His blue official robes had been stained yellow with excrement, and there wasn't a single clean spot on his body, as if he had been bathing in a cesspool.

He searched for two whole hours, his feet swollen from being soaked in the excrement. Only after being persuaded by his friend did he finally climb out of the latrine.

"Where's the Xuan paper? There's not a single sheet of Xuan paper in here!" The official in charge of the Ministry of Rites was extremely anxious. Not to mention Lin Ping's exam paper, he hadn't found a single sheet of paper.

"Xuan paper?" Qingjiaotou replied innocently, "Waste Xuan paper can be sold for money, why would it be thrown into the latrine? It's all hidden in my house."