Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 3214: Mimic Gu Fanlu’s Handwriting

“It’s not bad at all. It’s the best around here,” Ning Shu said.

The other tenant farmers’ houses weren’t even a tenth as nice.

Ning Shu had come here with a purpose, so she wasn’t picky about where she stayed.

Ning Shu ordered the manor servants to buy some large chests. They truly had to be big ones. The manor’s steward was a servant from Marquis Xuanping’s household, assigned specifically to oversee the manor.

After resting for a bit, Ning Shu took out her brush and ink to practice calligraphy. Her goal was to mimic Gu Fanlu’s handwriting as closely as possible.

She needed it to look so much like Gu Fanlu’s handwriting that anyone familiar with it would believe it was his at first glance.

A few large trunks were brought over, and Ning Shu had them placed in the courtyard.

Lianqiao asked, “Miss, what do you need all these trunks for?”

“Take a guess. If you’re right, I’ll give you candy.”

Ning Shu took out some letter paper, dipped her brush in ink, and began writing. She addressed the letter to the prince’s heir, whom she addressed as ‘Your Lordship, Heir of Prince Xin.’

She believed that Gu Fanlu had been doing everything for Zhuo Cheran.

He could get the credit for this one as well. He needn’t thank her.

Ning Shu wrote several pages. Once the ink dried, she folded the letter and placed it into an envelope, writing ‘for His Lordship, Heir of Prince Xin only’ on the front.

“Miss, who are you writing to?” Lianqiao asked again.

“Go boil some water and make tea. Aren’t you thirsty?” Ning Shu tucked the letter away.

Lianqiao: I have no idea what Miss is up to this time, either.

The manor’s food was nothing like the delicacies of the marquis’ main residence. During the meal, Lianqiao kept complaining nonstop, saying her miss shouldn’t have to suffer like this.

“Just eat it. It tastes fine. Once it’s in your stomach, does it matter how it looks?” Ning Shu said to the ever-picky Lianqiao.

When night fell and everyone at the manor had gone to bed, Ning Shu carried a large chest in each hand and headed toward the Yin family’s manor.

It was quite a distance away. Using the moonlight as a guide, Ning Shu ran at full speed for over an hour before finally reaching the mouth of the cave. She dragged the chests inside, dug into the earth, and filled one entire chest with bullets. Then, she packed the guns into another.

Once the two chests were full, she lifted one in each hand and ran all the way back.

The return trip was tough. After all, the trunks were full of metal and incredibly heavy.

Back at her family’s manor, she dropped the chests with a thud, shook out her arms, and then grabbed two empty chests to go out again.

She made several trips back and forth, packing a total of eight chests. She didn’t sleep a wink all night.

On the last trip, Ning Shu covered the dug-up earth and erased her footprints carefully.

Yin Qing was a police officer, and she was an excellent detective.

Before anyone woke up, Ning Shu shoved the chests into a carriage. They were so large that she couldn’t fit many at once.

She locked up the rest of the chests in the courtyard and drove away from the manor.

She first transported two chests of bullets. When she reached the city gate, it hadn’t opened yet.

So, she circled to the other side of the city, where there was a moat. At the edge of the moat, Ning Shu hauled down the chests, opened them, and dumped the bullets directly into the water.

Without bullets, the guns were nothing but scrap metal.

Of course, Ning Shu considered herself kind-hearted. She decided to leave one chest of bullets for Zhuo Cheran. They were not much, but just enough to be useful. However, on second thought, she found that even one full chest was too generous. Half a chest would do.

After dumping the bullets, she arranged for the remaining guns and bullets to be delivered to Zhuo Cheran via the most reputable armed escort service.

They were to be delivered to the Hanyang region as fast as possible. Ning Shu paid a hefty fee for their protection.

She really lost out on that deal. Fortunately, Marquis Xuanping’s household had money to spare. Before she left, she’d shamelessly asked Madame Rongguo for a little extra.

MTL Editor: Ran