Jiang Qinyu, Shu Fanpan'er, and others stared blankly at the wall with a hole in it, exchanging bewildered glances.

"Auntie, I think... it's better if you keep this..." Shu Fan swallowed and whispered.

Jiang Qinyu nodded, still a little dazed, "I think so too."

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Madam, what was that noise coming from the main courtyard just now?" Uncle Chen and Old Wang, Old Li, and Old Zhao all came over.

Jiang Qinyu quickly put away the wooden pistol and went outside, looking at them awkwardly, she said, "Uncle Chen, I accidentally made a hole in the wall just now. Could you please ask the people who make the kang (heated brick bed) to come and fix it?"

She could barely continue speaking; who would suddenly make a hole in the wall?

Uncle Chen glanced at the hole and asked curiously, "What made this?"

Jiang Qinyu glanced at the wooden bullet lying in the yard and said awkwardly, "I... just accidentally dropped it."

How is she supposed to explain this? A bullet made a hole in the wall out of wood—who would believe that?

The key is that the hole is very regular, just the size of a bullet passing through, yet you can see right through it from the inside out and vice versa.

After looking at it for a while, Uncle Chen and the others still couldn't figure out how the hole came about, so they had to put their questions aside. Old Wang immediately ran to call for help.

The general's affairs are of great importance, and they naturally cannot delay them.

Jiang Qinyu could no longer stay in this room, so she went to Pan'er's room.

"Auntie, what was that just now?" Shufan asked in confusion.

It wasn't until this moment that Jiang Qinyu fully came to her senses. She thought for a moment and said, "It's a weapon, similar to the slingshots you play with, except this thing is much more lethal and can kill people."

"Was this also given to Aunt by the gods?" Pan'er asked innocently.

What else could Jiang Qinyu do but nod?

"Yes, the gods were afraid that Auntie would be in danger, so they specially gave it to Auntie." Jiang Qinyu felt guilty saying this.

But this also made her realize a problem.

If wood can be used to make such a powerful gun, then if she were to recycle iron, would she be able to get a real gun?

Jiang Qinyu pondered for a long time and decided to postpone making firearms. This wooden gun was already very powerful, and firearms were not needed for the time being.

The only downside is that a gun costs 500 points, which is too expensive. And there aren't any extra bullets; once the magazine is empty, it's gone.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qinyu quickly went to the yard to pick up the bullet.

She held the bullet and examined it closely, but after a long time, she couldn't see anything unusual about it.

Jiang Qinyu was puzzled. How could a bullet made of wood remain intact after breaking through a wall?

Forget it, let's leave these technical problems to the professionals!

...

Lu Yanzheng hurriedly returned to the mansion, with Uncle Chen following beside him, talking about the events that had occurred in the mansion over the past two days as they walked.

"General, if I may be so bold as to say this, the guest in the guest quarters really cannot stay in the manor, otherwise something will go wrong sooner or later," Uncle Chen said cautiously.

Lu Yanzheng stopped in his tracks, glanced in the direction of the guest courtyard, and nodded, saying, "Alright, once the war is over, let Madam rent a small courtyard for her and move out!"

“I think it’s a good idea. This matter should indeed be handled by the madam to avoid any misunderstandings between her and the general.” Uncle Chen was very pleased that Lu Yanzheng had such a thoughtful idea; he was indeed a person he had high hopes for.

Lu Yanzheng continued walking forward, asking as he did so, "How has Madam been these past two days?"

"Everything's fine!" Uncle Chen said with a smile. "It's just that yesterday afternoon, for some reason, a hole appeared in the wall of Madam's room..."

He briefly explained the situation, and seeing Lu Yanzheng's thoughtful expression, and noticing that no one else was around, he lowered his voice and said, "General, if I may be so bold, you are always out and about. When you return home, you should make sure to appease your wife. Otherwise, if she is in a bad mood, she might smash things in the house, which would be disastrous. Don't you think so?"

“She won’t,” Lu Yanzheng said with certainty.

Uncle Chen immediately retorted, "They say a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea. General, you should try to appease your wife more, lest she make a hole in the wall again next time..."

Hearing Uncle Chen's earnest advice, Lu Yanzheng could only nod, "I understand, you can go now."

With a major battle imminent, he was worried about his family and made a special trip back to see her.

Hearing footsteps, Jiang Qinyu got up to greet them. When she saw Lu Yanzheng, she was stunned for a moment. "Didn't you say that reinforcements had arrived? Couldn't you come back?"

"There won't be a fight for now, I came back to check." Lu Yanzheng strode into the house.

My gaze swept across the house and I noticed repair marks on the wall facing the yard.

He pointed over there and asked, "What happened here?"

Jiang Qinyu didn't intend to hide this from him, and immediately took out the pistol, "It was all caused by this thing..."

She recounted how she had unintentionally obtained the item and then accidentally fired a shot, concluding with, "I really didn't mean to, but you should find this useful; take it for self-defense."

When Jiang Qinyu learned that Lu Yanzheng and his group were facing 170,000 enemy troops, she started thinking of a solution.

Explosives can be made, but collecting the raw materials takes time. The amount she has can only hold off the enemy temporarily. She still needs to improve the overall combat strength of the border troops to ensure that they remain invincible.

Lu Yanzheng held the wooden pistol and stared at it in astonishment for a long time. "Does this thing really have such power?"

"You can try, but don't break through the wall. I'm afraid Uncle Chen and the others will get suspicious," Jiang Qinyu reminded her.

Lu Yanzheng searched around the room and finally chose the chaise lounge where he would sleep.

With a single shot fired from above, Lu Yanzheng witnessed firsthand the power of this wooden gun.

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