12dz Chapter 262 Eat Before You Leave
Chapter 262 Eat Before You Leave
Once you've taken my money, you're one of my people, and you're expected to do my job well from now on.
"Commander, you must be exhausted from your long journey. Why don't you go into the city for breakfast before you leave?" Lin Ping said with a smile, which immediately sparked a lot of imagination in the Commander of Haicheng Garrison.
"Eat? You, Lin Pinghui, are so kind. What if we fall into an ambush after entering the city? I've heard that the city lord's son-in-law is ruthless." The Haicheng Guard Captain kept muttering to himself, but finally made the right judgment.
"All troops, listen up! Leave behind all the provisions you brought with you and return immediately!" the Haicheng Guard Captain shouted, while giving Lin Ping a smug grin as if he wanted to claim credit.
The other party proved with facts that they were not hungry and did not want to go into the city; they considered all the provisions as a gift to you.
"Aren't you going to eat?" Lin Ping said somewhat displeasedly. He continued, "It's alright if the people aren't hungry, but the warhorses must be hungry. Why don't we let the warhorses into the city?"
Upon hearing this, the captain of Haicheng Guard stumbled, finally understanding why Lian Ping had lost five thousand sets of equipment and five thousand warhorses. He never expected that Lin Ping was a treacherous man who would devour people without spitting out the core.
"Dismount and return immediately!" After bowing repeatedly, the Haicheng Guard Captain ran off in a flash. He was truly afraid. If Lin Ping was worried about them being hot, would he have to take off his armor? Wouldn't that mean they would have to run back naked?
"Don't go, Commandant Wei, you're too kind," Lin Ping called out insincerely, without any intention of stopping him.
"This person is too kind. It's just a meal, why leave so many nice things behind?" Lin Ping said helplessly, clearly trying to portray himself as a virtuous gentleman.
Just as the Haicheng Guard Captain had thought, if he didn't leave soon, he probably wouldn't even be able to put a complete pair of trousers back on.
The other party was an accomplice in besieging the main city. If it weren't for the fact that he would serve me in the future, I would never have spared him. Consider this as collecting some interest.
Furthermore, Lin Ping was not worried that the Haicheng Guards would be weakened as a result. With the abilities of the Haicheng Guard Captain, he had probably plundered quite a bit, and it wouldn't be long before he could equip them with a new set of gear.
"Husband, where's your face?" Jiang Yunying rolled her eyes at Lin Ping and pouted.
Lin Ping then pulled his face away from Jiang Yunying's chest and chuckled, "My wife is blocking it."
What followed was a deafening cheer as tens of thousands of private soldiers inside and outside the city knelt on the ground to congratulate the city lord on his appointment as Commandant.
A dozen or so people excitedly tossed Lin Ping into the air, thinking: "Let's throw this shameless bastard to his death..."
In an instant, Lin Ping became a hero in the entire city. He not only won the game with ease, but also repelled the enemy with minimal losses. Furthermore, he formed an alliance with the Mountain City Lord's Mansion, ensuring that he would not be harassed by them for the next few decades.
"Ping'er, come and have a good talk with your father." The city lord pressed Lin Ping's palms with his large hands and rubbed them incessantly, as happy as a child.
For decades, he had been working tirelessly day and night to revitalize the city lord's mansion. The situation was indeed getting worse and worse, and he was even surrounded by several forces. Unexpectedly, Lin Ping managed to resolve the situation with ease all by himself.
Lin Ping even felt that the enemy was too stupid and insulted his intelligence.
Inside the city lord's mansion, everyone gathered together, though their positions were slightly different.
Lin Ping was pulled directly to the city lord's side, openly taking over the position of the city lord's wife.
The others sat on either side, all with eager eyes. The chubby boy especially regretted not following his brother-in-law around this time; maybe he could have become a hero on the battlefield.
Lin Ping then put his storytelling skills to good use, rambling on for over 100,000 words, exaggerating the events with great emotion and vividness. His storytelling was truly remarkable; he even brought the sounds of warhorses neighing and swords clashing to life.
Finally, he slapped his thigh and shouted, "Hey, you traitorous thrice-surname slave, don't you dare run away..."
Lin Ping had everyone's emotions completely under his control, and they immediately shuddered upon hearing the reprimand.
The chubby boy's eyes darted around, and he asked eagerly, "Did Lu Bu win in the end?"
"I messed up the channel..." Lin Ping scratched his head awkwardly, then used the story of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" to forcefully drag out his own little troubles.
In any case, Lin Ping won a great victory, without losing a single soldier, and even made 500,000 taels of silver from the Mountain City Lord's Mansion and 5,000 warhorses from the Sea City Guard Captain.
"Ping'er..." The city lord's face suddenly darkened, and he said angrily, "What time is it? Why aren't you taking a nap with Ying'er!"
“That’s right, I can’t stand you young people being lazy. Go take a nap.” Jiang Xiuwen added insult to injury.
Lin Ping has now made great contributions and has gained the approval of the city lord and Jiang Xiuwen. At the same time, he has won the heart of Jiang Yunying, and the matter of consummating their marriage is of utmost urgency.
Furthermore, Jiang Xiuwen was eager to have a grandson, while the city lord was worried about any unforeseen complications. They decided to let the two of them get married as soon as possible, completely disregarding the scorching sun.
Even though Lin Ping's skin was as thick as a city wall, it still turned slightly reddish-black, while Jiang Yunying lowered her head even further, wishing she could disappear into the cracks of the table. "You're supposed to be elders, are you really going to talk like that?"
Surrounded by a crowd, the two were locked in Jiang Yunying's room, where they were firmly chained up, giving the impression that they were being forced to give birth.
To create a good environment for the two, more than ten guards were specially stationed outside the door, ostensibly to prevent rats from entering.
In this era without blackout curtains, even if the curtains are drawn, they cannot block out the blazing sun. Besides, a layer of window paper can hardly block out the heartfelt cries.
Both of them were very traditional and ashamed to do private things in broad daylight. So, one sat awkwardly at the head of the bed and the other at the foot of the bed, without saying a word.
Jiang Yunying kept her head down the whole time, her fingernails digging into her fingertips, acting like a shy little girl.
Such an awkward atmosphere was an insult to a seasoned driver. Lin Ping cleared his throat and asked in a serious tone, "Wife, your martial arts are so high, I wonder if your knees can reach your shoulders?"
Jiang Yunying was puzzled, as she had never tried this move before. So she raised her legs and tried to bring her knees closer to her shoulders.
"Is that so?" Jiang Yunying asked, lying on the bed and glancing sideways.
Lin Ping stared intently, having no time to answer the question.
Jiang Yunying instantly understood what was going on, her smiling face flushed red, and she said angrily, "Husband, have you ever heard of a poem?"
Lin Ping subconsciously shook his head; at this moment, he had no mind for poetry.
"The roads on Mount Akina are deserted, where racers used to compete. The tracks are still there, but the old drivers are nowhere to be seen." Jiang Yunying smiled coldly, then pulled out her small, menacing fist.