"Your Highness, I want to stay, this is my home!" King Fu seemed to be greatly stimulated and shouted excitedly.

Hong Tiangui frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Fuwang, this place needs to be sorted out, don't worry, this king will give you a complete Fuwang Mansion!" Yuanbao, let people escort Uncle Fu Wang back! ”

Guo Yuanbao should be, and then let the two people set up King Fu on the left and right, no matter what King Fu said, there was no slightest accommodation to forcibly leave King Fu's mansion.

Seeing this, the Ganwang opened his mouth, and finally swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

Hong Tiangui turned his head to look at the more than twenty representatives, with a gentle smile on his face, and said, "Rest assured, this king will never break his promise to do so!" However, you should know that now that Tianjing City is in chaos, this king is very busy, I don't know if you can help this king quell this riot? ”

More than 20 people naturally didn't dare to say no, and then Hong Tiangui took them, with King Fu's Mansion as the center, and went to the place of turmoil step by step.

With the new 1st Brigade under pressure and more than 20 representatives of the displaced people, the civil unrest was put down one by one. During this period, Hong Tiangui naturally did nothing, some fake homeless people who were obviously different from the homeless people were arrested by the new first brigade, these people who no one knew and no one could tell the history caused a commotion among the homeless, but no one would stand up for them, and the homeless people naturally became more peaceful.

And King Gan did not follow, under the order of Hong Tiangui, he led the people of the household department to raid the Fuwang Mansion. Although the Fuwang Mansion was captured by the displaced people, because of the short time, the damage of the displaced people was not too serious, although a lot of property was lost, but the most important food for Hong Tiangui was not lost. When Hong Tiangui received a report from the Ganwang on the way to suppress the displaced people, and learned that there were as many as four granaries of 100,000 stones in the Fuwang Mansion alone, he was both excited and angry. The moths of the kingdom of heaven, a single blessed king is greedy for such wealth, no wonder the kingdom of heaven is decaying so quickly.

He ordered the king to immediately open a granary and let people carry grain to the west of the city with great fanfare, so as to calm the people's minds. Sure enough, with the action of the grain team and the edict that Hong Tiangui promised not to pursue it, some small groups of displaced people obediently returned to the west of the city with the grain truck.

After that, things became simpler, in the concentration of displaced people in the west of the city, hundreds of large iron pots were propped up, and the best grain was poured into the pot and boiled. Groups of displaced people lined up in front of the cauldron, and there were still people who dared to make trouble.

In order to show his image of being close to the people, Hong Tiangui also personally walked to a cauldron and served rice to the homeless. Some people who did not have the strength to participate in the rebellion kowtowed to Hong Tiangui to thank him, and instantly spread to the entire team of refugees, facing the people who knelt on the ground under black pressure, Hong Tiangui was completely shocked, and Hong Tiangui, who originally had some showmanship elements, sighed in his heart, and for the first time made up his mind to never let this kind of thing happen again in Tianjing City.

At sunset, the rebellion of the displaced people completely subsided, and Hong Tiangui, who was serving dinner for the displaced people in the afterglow of the sunset, became the most beautiful picture in the hearts of the people of Tianjing City.

Looking at the homeless people who were lazily looking for a place to rest after eating, Hong Tiangui's face was tired, but he did not relax in the slightest.

Nearly 50 representatives of the displaced people were invited by Hong Tiangui, who asked them to clear out a place and take the lead in sitting on the ground. The representatives of the displaced people sat down opposite Hong Tiangui one by one, and their eyes looking at Hong Tiangui were less suspicious and more expectant.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now that everyone is full, they will not go to make trouble, but setting up porridge is only a symptom but not a cure, this king and everyone are honest, although there is food in the heavenly kingdom, but it cannot be moved at will, because the front line is fighting, the Qing demon is pressing step by step, without food, the soldiers on the front line will not be able to fight, once the Qing demon fights, we will go back to the more dire days, and this king is ready to let all the homeless people have something to do and have food to eat!" Hong Tiangui said in a deep voice.

Everyone was overjoyed and bowed down to Hong Tiangui one by one to express their gratitude.

"This king will say what I have come up with, and you can put forward any opinions to this king!"

"This king has prepared several choices for you: first, those who are of the right age and have no worries can join the king's new army, and it is an eternal truth to be a soldier and eat food, as long as you become a soldier under this king, at least there is no problem with having enough to eat. Second, it is to join the Urban Construction Division, the so-called Urban Construction Division, is responsible for all the construction of Tianjing City, the most important person at present is to repair the city walls and roads, this is the barrier of Tianjing City, there is no room for loss, as long as you are willing to work hard, it is no problem to eat a full stomach. Third, that is, the king is ready to set up a heavenly workshop, anyone who has a skill can sign up to participate, the people of the heavenly workshop are technical talents, as long as they join, there will be a fortune, and they and their families can fill their stomachs. After Hong Tiangui finished speaking, he looked at everyone.

"Your Highness, are you serious?" An old man in his fifties, who looked a little old, said in a deep voice.

"This king counts when he speaks! This king is not one of those who are high above and does not know the sufferings of the people, but the reason why this king is here is to treat you as human beings, and to give you a real way to live! Hong Tiangui said in a deep voice.

"Thank you, Your Highness, the old man is over fifty years old this year, and he is a person who sits and waits for death, but now that I hear the words of the young king, my old bones can also exert some residual heat. If His Royal Highness has copper, the old man can make the old man, and the old man can make it for you. The old man didn't feel anything after speaking, but Hong Tiangui, who was opposite him, stood up excitedly.

"What do you call my husband? You say you can make firearms? Hong Tiangui has reason to be excited, although Manchu firearms are not good, but they are not all unreal, at least compared with cold weapons, the Manchu army equipped with firearms is still stronger. What's more, in Hong Tiangui's view, the firearms of this era are very primitive, as long as they have some foundation, with the mechanical knowledge they knew in their previous life, they can definitely make more advanced firearms.

"Old decay Dai Shiyuan, ancestral craftsmanship, in the long hair...... It wasn't before the rise of the kingdom of heaven, the firearms made in the old decay were sold to the Jiangnan camp. It's a pity that in the past few years, the ancestral craftsmanship has been lost! The old man said bitterly.

"Dai Lao! How many of the homeless people now know how to make guns? Hong Tiangui asked in a deep voice.

"The young ones have gone to serve in the army, and the rest are old, weak, sick and disabled, because they have left their hometowns and died, and there are less than ten gun-makers available around the old man." Elder Dai Shi had tears on his face, and the sadness and bitterness made Hong Tiangui embarrassed to show his excitement.

"Dai Lao, don't worry, you and those ten people who can make guns will be in the Tiangong Workshop, and then I will arrange someone to pick you up, Dai Lao, if you don't dislike it, I don't know if you can serve as the firearms director of the Tiangong Workshop?" Hong Tiangui asked excitedly.

Dai Shiyuan was excited at first, but finally shook his head, and said: "The old man is already old, and he really can't deserve such love from the young king, the old man recommends my grandson Dai Zhenxing, although my grandson is young, but he has already done his best to pass on the old man's true heritage, and the shotgun he made is even better than the old man." After speaking, Dai Shiyuan beckoned to the displaced people in the distance, and a thin figure walked from a distance.

Looking at this young man who was only in his early teens but had a lot of skin, Hong Tiangui really couldn't compare him with a gun-making master. The boy's face was extremely yellow because of malnutrition, but his eyes were large and bright, and he looked extremely energetic.

It is no wonder that Hong Tiangui does not believe that it is difficult to achieve results without the accumulation of years in this kind of handicraft, especially in this era of poor knowledge, everything needs to be taught by words and deeds.

"Dai Lao, I will reuse your grandson, but please give me more advice, the kingdom of heaven needs firearms too much at present!" Hong Tiangui said with sincerity on his face.

"Your Royal Highness rest assured, the old man will not cherish himself with a broom, to put it mildly, the firearms that our Dai family is proud of have long been outdated, the old man has seen the general of the Jiangnan battalion with a musket from a foreigner, the performance is much stronger than our shotgun, no wonder the Qing army equipped with a bird gun can not stop the foreigner's army, is the firearms gap is too big." Dai Lao sighed and said.

"Grandpa, that kind of gun grandchildren can make!" The young man Dai Zhenxing said.

"Xing'er must not be rude, that kind of gun is not something that can be studied thoroughly in a short time, you must be humble in front of Your Highness!" Dai Lao reprimanded.

Hong Tiangui didn't believe it too much, but he saw hope. Perhaps compared to the Western powers, shotguns were extremely primitive firearms, but in the battlefield of confrontation with the Manchus, shotguns and carrying guns were also useful. The Taiping army fought bravely, but most of them charged with cold weapons, and suffered great losses in the confrontation with the Manchus. In addition, with the rise of the Taiping Army, the Hunan Army and the Huai Army began to be equipped with a large number of guns and Western firearms, and the pressure on the Taiping Army was increasing. And Hong Tiangui believes that with the foundation of shotguns, he can master the manufacturing technology of lifting guns, and use modern technology to manufacture them in batches.

Hong Tiangui secretly regretted that in his previous life, he studied hypnosis, a kind of psychology, a standard liberal arts man, who was familiar with engineering knowledge, and was rough and rough, so he could only make pointers in the direction of development.

If it weren't for the fact that there were no more meals, Dai Lao would never have contributed his family's birdgun skills. This kind of old-fashioned traditional artist regards the skills he has mastered as a treasure inherited by the family, and it is easy not to leak it. And people in this era do not have any patented technology, once it is leaked, it means that anyone can copy, and the wealth brought by it will disappear like a bubble. Therefore, Hong Tiangui understands Dai Lao's loneliness, but understanding does not mean recognition, not to mention that under the current situation of heaven, if Dai Lao does not take the initiative to dedicate his technology, Hong Tiangui will definitely not be merciful.