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

Before long, the performance of the spring was verified. Even a strong blacksmith could only press the spring with difficulty, and after it rebounded, there was no sign of deformation.

At the same time, the other parts of the pistol were also completed, especially the dark cast steel pipe, which satisfied Lin Ping.

With casting technology, the risk of barrel explosion in a semi-automatic pistol can be completely avoided.

Lin Ping's lack of concern about the leakage of secrets is also related to forging. Apart from the weapon workshop of the city lord's mansion, other blacksmith shops do not possess forging skills.

The reason is simple: they lacked saltpeter, which increases the oxygen content of the flames, making it impossible to melt steel into a liquid and thus impossible to perform casting.

With the parts in hand, Lin Ping quickly assembled the broken-hair pistol.

Lin Ping deliberately asserted that this pistol was superior to his original one, and with this pistol in hand, Lin Ping exuded an air of dominance over the world.

When a person possesses the power to destroy the world, even without great ambition, they will exude an aura of dominance from within.

He took out a bullet, carefully placed it in the magazine, loaded it forcefully, and then aimed at the target in the distance and pulled the trigger.

"Oh!"

The bullet, trailing a crimson tail, hurtled past and pierced the target in the blink of an eye, leaving the group of blacksmiths dumbfounded.

Even though she had already witnessed the power of the shotgun, Jiang Yunying was still taken aback.

It wasn't because the power of the flintlock pistol had increased, but because the city lord's armory could now manufacture them.

"Alas, it's a pity I'm not a mechanic and don't understand the structure of sniper rifles." Lin Ping shook his head helplessly.

In this era of cold weapons, the flintlock pistol was undoubtedly king.

However, in an era dominated by guns and cannons, pistols were considered worthless, while sniper rifles were the true kings.

If Lin Ping had a sniper rifle, he could definitely kill a fifth-level expert on the spot.

Unfortunately, he was not a mechanic, and even this trigger pistol was a modification of the original.

With Ping Linping's intelligence, he might be able to create a sniper rifle if he devoted his entire life to it, but doing so would be meaningless, since his time is precious.

After successfully firing the pistol, an exhausted Lin Ping followed Jiang Yunying back to the mansion.

Inside the carriage, Jiang Yunying hesitated several times before speaking, as she really didn't want to disturb Lin Ping's rest.

As a qualified husband, Lin Ping could see through Jiang Yunying's thoughts and took the initiative to say, "The manufacturing process of the Suifa pistol is extremely complicated, and the technology must never be passed on to outsiders. Given the scale of the weapons workshop, manufacturing three pistols a day should not be a problem."

Jiang Yunying immediately showed delight. The output of three weapons a day may not seem high, but it can determine the success or failure of a war.

Based on the current situation, the city lord's mansion will definitely not be affected by war within a year.

A year later, the armory can produce a thousand pistols, which is the strength of a thousand households, enough to completely resist or even annihilate tens of thousands of enemy troops.

If peace lasts for ten years, and the armory produces 10,000 pistols, it will be an invincible era for the city lord's mansion.

"Tonight I'm going to reward my husband properly." Jiang Yunying offered her red lips, her soft voice extremely seductive.

"Is there anything good to eat?" Lin Ping was exhausted and all he could think about was food.

To everyone's surprise, Jiang Yunying's pretty face flushed red, and she said coquettishly, "My husband is so naughty!"

"Wife, I suspect you're driving," Lin Ping said helplessly, regretting taking Jiang Yunying to get her driver's license; it was a one-way street.

It must be said that Jiang Yunying is a virtuous wife. She quickly prepared a table full of delicious dishes for Lin Ping and kept stuffing food into his mouth, saying, "Husband, you need to eat more. You need to be full to have the strength to work."

Lin Ping strongly suspected that he had been used as a stud.

Jiang Yunying was, after all, a woman from ancient times, and she held strong traditional views on childbearing. Especially after learning that Jiang Hongling was pregnant, she felt that she should also take action.

"I, Lin Ping, swear to Heaven that from this day forward, if I ever cause my wife any further grievances, I will be punished by Heaven!" Lin Ping said solemnly, holding up three fingers.

Although Lin Ping is usually glib and smooth-talking, he has never actually made a solemn oath, which once again proves that Jiang Yunying is different from other women.

“I will not allow my husband to make any oaths.”

A slender, delicate finger was placed against Lin Ping's lips. She wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

"If you don't even dare to swear an oath, how can you say you love me?" Lin Ping continued.

Jiang Yunying's eyes reddened with emotion, and she whispered in Lin Ping's ear, "My husband has probably misunderstood. That's not what I meant."

"I'll let you know what my wife means." Lin Ping held Jiang Yunying tightly in his arms; how could he possibly misunderstand his beloved?

Jiang Yunying didn't let him swear an oath not because she didn't love him, but because she loved him too much.

To everyone's surprise, Jiang Yunying still shook her head: "My husband misunderstood not this matter, but the matter of taking a cold shower."

"Could it be that my wife has caught a cold?" Lin Ping asked with concern.

Women who are menstruating are the weakest, and even a little bit of cold air can enter their bodies, let alone taking a bath in water that is close to zero degrees Celsius. This is no different from suicide.

"I'm not taking a bath, I just want to know how much water a fist-sized piece of saltpeter can freeze." Jiang Yunying kept shaking her head in Lin Ping's arms.

"That's sloppy!"

After listening to Jiang Yunying's explanation, Lin Ping suddenly realized that he had been tricked.

Regardless of Jiang Yunying's purpose, Lin Ping was genuinely happy as long as she didn't take a cold shower.

"I underestimated the power of saltpeter. Despite being only the size of a fist, it almost froze a whole vat of water. If it were used to sell iced porridge in the summer, it would definitely make a fortune."

Jiang Yunying imitated the cunning merchant's mannerisms, and she did bear a resemblance to Lin Ping somewhat.

It seems that couples who live together for a long time can indeed become assimilated, including in terms of personality.

"You're such a good wife. With you in charge of the shop from now on, I can completely be a hands-off manager." Lin Ping lay down on the bed and spread his legs wide.

“Other husbands are all about making a name for themselves and achieving great things. What kind of husband are you? You just want to be a hands-off manager all day long. People who don’t know better would think that you achieved what you have today because of a woman.” Jiang Yunying rolled her eyes at Lin Ping and said irritably.

While saying this, she secretly agreed with Lin Ping's idea and wanted to share some of the workload with him.

"What's wrong with making a living off a woman? What's wrong with my wife being beautiful and capable? Those who gossip behind my back are just extremely envious. They can't even find a perfect wife themselves, yet they're worrying about other people's affairs. Isn't that just being idle and having nothing better to do?"

Lin Ping vehemently retorted that as a time traveler, he wouldn't care about the gossip behind his back.

However, Lin Ping only talked about wanting to live off women; in reality, he was more capable than anyone else, so why would he let his wife worry about him?

"Alright, alright, whatever my husband says is right." Jiang Yunying knew she couldn't argue with him, so she revealed a look of intense desire in her eyes.

"My dear husband, shall we begin our cultivation today?" Jiang Yunying took the initiative to straddle Lin Ping's back, every movement of hers capable of captivating Lin Ping's soul.

"It's not even evening yet, and the princess and her husband have already started cultivating."

Hearing the commotion inside, Xiaodong shook her head helplessly; she was truly worried about Lin Ping's health.

Even if you're rich, you can't squander money like this.

"Who goes there?" Just as Xiao Dong was preparing to protect the two of them, a white figure suddenly appeared on the other side, almost falling from the sky.

The fact that the other party could pass through the gate silently and appear in front of me without warning was enough to demonstrate the terrifying strength of the opponent.

"Go and call Yunying and the young master out..."

When the person who came was about to rush into the room, they heard the strange noise coming from inside and immediately blushed with embarrassment.

Even though she was the Holy Maiden of Lotus Palace, with a pure and immaculate body, she was over forty years old after all, so how could she not know what the two of them were doing?

“Princess Chang…” Xiao Dong quickly bowed, naturally recognizing Jiang Lanfeng’s identity.

In the six months since Xiao Dong came to the City Lord's Mansion, she has met Jiang Lanfeng twice, but each time she was frightened by her icy aura and trembled all over.

Xiao Dong's intuition told her that the eldest princess of the city lord's mansion was no ordinary person.

Under immense pressure, Xiaodong reluctantly knocked on the door.

"Princess, son-in-law, the eldest princess is back!" Xiaodong called out anxiously.

This is not a fair thing to do. Even if Luo Shaoyin forced him, it could still provoke the resentment of Jiang Yunying and Lin Ping.

"Where did this Princess Zhang come from? I'm busy right now. Make her wait in line!" Lin Ping said irritably.

He only liked Princess Jiang and didn't know Princess Zhang at all.

Jiang Yunying stopped and said softly, "Auntie is back!"

"Aunt?" Lin Ping trembled and instantly wilted.

This is the difference between Princess Chang and Princess Zhang.

"What should I do? What should I do? She'll kill me!" Lin Ping was frantic, frantically searching for a place to hide. He even considered hiding under the bed.

Seeing his flustered appearance, Jiang Yunying smiled and said, "Auntie won't eat your husband, why are you hiding?"

"That makes sense, I am the son of her senior brother." Thinking of this, Lin Ping suddenly found some courage.

"No, I'm still scared. If she's not going to eat me, why did she have to appear at this crucial moment? Doesn't she know it could cause all sorts of diseases?"

Lin Ping still couldn't resist the fear that stemmed from his heart.