Immortal Martial Arts Son-in-Law: Having Too Many Wives Isn't My Fault

The Su family's backyard.

Su Gui walked up to Chen Hao with his hands behind his back, a forced smile on his face.

"Mr. Chen".

Chen Hao opened his eyes upon hearing the sound and stood up.

"Manager Su."

"Um."

Su Gui nodded, looked him up and down, and patted him on the shoulder in a seemingly amiable manner.

"Today, Madam Li gave you an important task."

Chen Hao felt a chill run down his spine.

At this critical juncture, what important task could there possibly be?

Is it fake or real?

Su Gui stroked his mustache and said slowly.

"The tenants in the spirit fields outside the city haven't paid their rent and grain taxes for last month. As you know, although our Su family is a family of cultivators, the produce from these spirit fields is a major source of income for the clan."

"Madam said that after much consideration, you're the most suitable. You're calm and composed, and you're good at talking; you won't cause trouble when dealing with those common folk. Besides!"

"This opportunity was something I fought hard to secure for Mr. Chen."

These words were spoken flawlessly.

At first glance, it seems like she genuinely cares about Chen Hao.

But Chen Hao knew perfectly well what was going on.

Spiritual fields outside the city?

That place was not close to the Su family's home, and going there and back would take a lot of time.

Moreover, collecting rent and grain is not something that can be accomplished in a few words.

Those tenant farmers were all seasoned veterans with families to support and endless complaints.

Just checking the accounts, weighing the grain, and loading it onto the carts would take at least half a day.

By the time he finishes his errand and returns, forget about the selection of guards; it'll probably be too late.

This is clearly a ploy to lure the tiger away from the mountain!

A cold glint flashed in Chen Hao's eyes, but his face remained expressionless.

Having wandered far from home for many years, he has witnessed the coldness and warmth of human relationships and has long since learned to keep his emotions hidden.

Having ascertained the other party's intentions, he already had a plan in mind.

Originally, everyone only knew that the selection of the head of the guards was imminent, but no one knew the exact time.

Given Su Gui's actions, and his use of Madam Su's influence to intimidate others, it's clear that the selection process will take place today.

A direct refusal would be a poor choice.

Since the other party dared to assign him a task at this critical juncture, they must have already prepared their excuse.

If he makes excuses, the other party can easily label him as "insubordinate".

The other party is in charge of this matter.

At that time, let alone participating in the selection, even a single instance of disobedience will likely make it difficult to participate in the selection process.

On the other hand, since the other party is trying to trip me up, even if I refuse, they will probably have other underhanded tricks up their sleeve.

You might as well try a different approach to this.

In an instant, Chen Hao understood the key point.

"Manager Su is too kind."

"I was just worried about not having a chance to help the Su family. Since Madam trusts me, I'll take this task."

"good!"

Su Gui's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly.

"I knew it! Mr. Chen is a sensible man! He certainly wouldn't make things difficult for Madam."

"Yes."

Chen Hao clasped his hands in response and turned to walk out.

They saw Chen Hao leave the courtyard.

Wang Mang revealed a gloating smile.

"Uncle, you're brilliant! This tactic of luring the tiger away from the mountain is far more skillful than finding some excuse to send him away. Anyway, Madam Su gave the order: if he doesn't go, he'll be disloyal; if he goes, he'll miss the selection. A perfect dilemma!"

Su Gui narrowed his eyes smugly.

"Take note. You can't deal with outsiders like this by force; you have to follow the rules. We set the rules, and if he wants to establish himself in the Su family, he has to do it the right way."

"Madam did mention the grain collection, but she didn't specify who would be in charge. She assigned the task to me, and then I assigned it to him. It's reasonable, justifiable, and in accordance with the rules. No one can find fault with that."

The two exchanged a glance and both revealed knowing smiles.

……

Chen Hao left through the side gate of the Su family's residence, but did not rush on his way.

He stood under the shade of the locust tree at the entrance of the alley, his mind racing with calculations.

The eastern suburbs are several dozen miles away.

With his current Qi Refining Level 3 leg strength, he can run at full speed and cover the distance in just 15 minutes one way.

The round trip takes no more than half an hour.

But since Su Gui had set this trap...

It's probably not that simple.

We can't be foolish enough to let others lead us by the nose.

He had to figure out a way to get the job done and get back in time.

A common man's anger can lead to bloodshed within five steps.

Success comes not from courage, but from strategy.

He cannot break the deadlock by brute force alone.

After a moment's thought.

Chen Hao had already made up his mind.

While he was pondering, he had already arrived at the Mule and Horse Market in the west of the city.

This is a gathering place for low-level, independent cultivators. Everywhere you look, there are mule carts and horse-drawn carriages for work, as well as many vendors setting up stalls.

Chen Hao stopped at the market entrance, his gaze sweeping across the crowd before finally settling on an old man squatting in a corner smoking a pipe.

The old man had a "unicorn spirit horse" parked beside him, with a wooden sign hanging on it that read "Transportation and Delivery Services" in crooked handwriting.

This unicorn spirit horse possesses the bloodline of a demon beast, runs like the wind, and is extremely fast.

"Old man, hire your car and take us to Lingtian in the eastern suburbs."

The old man raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then slowly tapped his pipe.

"That place is quite far, it takes a long time to get there and back."

"A spirit stone."

Chen Hao took out a spirit stone.

The old man's eyes lit up, and he quickly stood up.

"Alright! Get in the car!"

The carriage creaked and groaned as it drove out of the city gate and headed south along the dirt road.

Chen Hao sat on the car floor, seemingly resting with his eyes closed, but in reality he was constantly watching the movements behind him.

really.

He hadn't gone more than three miles out of the city when he noticed the two men behind him.

A tall, thin man and a short, stocky man, both unfamiliar faces, followed the donkey cart at a leisurely pace.

It was obvious they were afraid he would turn back halfway.

He didn't make a sound, but quietly adjusted his breathing.

The donkey cart swayed and rattled along for an hour.

Finally, some traces of spirit fields appeared ahead.

It's called a sacred field, but it's actually just a few small plots of land scattered in the mountain valley.

The soil contains a certain spiritual energy, and the grains grown there are slightly better than those from ordinary fields.

However, for a cultivation family like the Su family, the output of these few spiritual fields is merely icing on the cake, far from being a "major source of income for the clan".

Su Gui sent him to collect rent, which was just an excuse.

Chen Hao jumped off the carriage.

Instead of going to the tenants, they went to Muramasa first.

The man who opened the door had a deeply lined face and cloudy eyes.

Upon seeing Chen Hao, the old farmer was taken aback at first, then a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Sir, were you sent by the Su family? It's not that I'm trying to deny it, but this year's harvest was terrible. The autumn floods were terrible, and the harvested grain wasn't even enough to feed our own family, let alone have any surplus to pay rent..."

As he spoke, he was about to kneel down on the ground.

Chen Hao reached out and helped him up.

"There's no need for that, sir."

He pulled a piece of paper from his pocket; it was the grain rent list that Su Gui had given him.

"I'm not here to force you to pay rent."

Chen Hao waved the list in front of the old farmer, and then tore it in half right in front of the farmer.

The old farmer was stunned.

"This... sir, what is this...?"