Fuguier returned to his apartment, simply cleaned up the room, since he came to this world, there has been Chun Xi'er by his side to help clean up and take care of, and then even if he went to the small courtyard, there is still Rui Niang in the imperial dining building to clean up the house in an orderly manner, no one helps clean up at the moment, and the house is slightly messy.

After tidying up the house, putting the clay pot for boiling tea on the charcoal fire, the white-clothed Hu Niangzi, under the leadership of the herald, knocked on the door of the house.

"Miss Hu, huh? Have a seat. "That day in the marching tent, the grief and indignation in my heart did not disappear, and I did not look carefully, but today I sat opposite and looked at this dusty woman carefully. As the herald had said, the woman was not pretty, nor was she ugly, and the only thing that might appeal was her quiet temperament and her somewhat proud convex and backward curls.

"Don't be restrained, come, drink tea......" Fuguier waited for Mrs. Hu to sit down, and then found a cup to pour tea for her.

"How can this be so annoying to the adult," Mrs. Hu saw Fugui'er pouring tea for herself, and quickly got up to thank her, "The adult called me over today, I'm afraid it will be unbearable to endure the loneliness of this long night, the general let the little girl come to sleep is the honor of the little woman, but now I have filial piety and it is inconvenient, and I hope the adult will forgive me!" As Mrs. Hu spoke, she slowly got up with tears in her eyes and gave another salute.

"Who said I told you to come to bed? What did the herald say? This stinky boy knows nonsense all day long," Fugui'er said, raising his foot and kicking the little soldier's buttocks, this kick was not heavy, and the little soldier touched his ass and flashed to the side in embarrassment.

After listening to Mrs. Hu's words, Fugui'er looked carefully, and the woman's hair was indeed pinned with a small white flower made of silk cloth, "What a loving woman," Fugui'er thought secretly in her heart, and then reopened her mouth after relieving her mind.

"Miss Hu, don't be cramped, I invited you over today, I didn't have any extraneous thoughts, I invited you over just to talk." Fugui'er took a sip of tea, stretched out her hand and made a gesture of please, and saw that Hu Niangzi also picked up the teacup for a while, and then spoke again.

"Miss Hu also fled all the way with me from the evacuation army, and now that she has arrived in this hell city, it can be regarded as a place to stay, if we don't move forward and settle down here completely, are you willing?"

Fuguier pondered for a long time, and finally said what she wanted to say in her heart.

"I'm such a hard-working woman, I have no parents, brothers and sisters since I was a child, and I entered the red dust just to eat enough to keep this cheap life, since it is the same to live and live anywhere, but, in addition to serving men, I have no other skills, and I am afraid that I can only rely on men when I settle here, and which good man with a dirty body like me will not dislike it?"

As Mrs. Hu spoke, thinking of her sad and miserable life, she couldn't hide the grief in her heart, and her tears finally fell.

"A person is just like a blank sheet of paper when he is born, the techniques he learns are the result of acquired efforts, as long as he is willing to learn where there is a truth that he can't learn, since I want everyone to settle down here, I will teach you a skill to live, I know that there are many hard-working women like you in this team, and I bother Miss Hu to help me find out in private, whether everyone is willing to stay......"

This Hu lady listened to Fugui'er's words, and her hanging heart was also relaxed, and the two chatted for a while, and when they saw that the night was deep, they still ordered Xiaobing to send her back.

Outside the city, the Xizhou Iron Cavalry besieged the city, breaking Fuguier's idea of leading everyone to break through and return to Qi, but the arrival of the newborn baby tonight suddenly gave Fuguier a new idea.

Taking the city as the home, taking the factory as the home, Baotou and Jiuquan in later generations were all cities established because of the steel mill. Everyone is working in the factory, getting married, having children, and multiplying, and now this hell city is the largest mining area and the largest smelting base today, and the thorough development of this place is not enough to rely on the death row prisoners who are transported every year, and the efficiency of passive labor is completely different from that of active labor.

Also, this hell city is located at the junction of the three kingdoms, and it will definitely become the largest trade center in the future, and this city will also become the largest processing factory in the entire Kyushu continent.

Fuguier was lying on the bed, the more she thought about it, the more excited she became, and since she couldn't sleep, she simply jumped out of bed and wrote a plan for the night.

The next morning, everyone was called for a meeting, but today's meeting was not the previous meeting of a few junior generals in the army.

Zhu Fuguier, who came through this time, under the rule of this feudal dynasty, held an unprecedented people's congress, which was attended not only by pro-army generals and logistics generals, but also by representatives from various personnel, such as refugee representatives, labor representatives, technician representatives, women's representatives, etc., and even the Hongchen women also elected a representative to participate in the meeting.

As soon as the conference opened, it lasted for a day and a night, and everyone brainstormed and spoke enthusiastically, with only one goal, to build this hell city into the largest and most prosperous city of light in the entire Kyushu continent in the shortest possible time.

The goal is clear, but it is difficult to cut into reality, the first thing to solve is the instability factors in the city, eliminate the enemy elements mixed in the crowd, needless to say, the people in the city will definitely have the plates planted by the states, that is, among the refugees who fled all the way from Handcheng with themselves, there is no secret son of the Liao State if they can't keep it, the two countries are at war, and the first thing to fight is intelligence, there is no Liao State in this city, and it is not believed that the rich and noble children are killed.

The second thing to solve is the black cavalry besieging the city, the soldiers that can be fought in their hands at the moment, that are less than 200 personal soldiers, in the face of the well-equipped Xizhou iron cavalry, it is really not enough, at this time there must be more powerful weapons of mass destruction, in order to beat the iron cavalry away.

And this battle must be completely won, only by completely breaking their courage can they prevent future troubles, otherwise in the future, this one will surround it, and that one will come to block it, not to mention the development of the economy, even if it is consumed, it will be consumed to death.

Grasp with both hands, both hands must be hard, catch the matter of spies, Fuguier handed over to the third brother Zhu Cheng and Chu Jun, the third brother since he was scolded by General Chu in Handcheng, he also really realized his own shortcomings, and then ran all the way with the evacuated team, and no longer mentioned his position as a deputy general, and concentrated in the pro-soldier team, eating, living and working with the soldiers, which can be regarded as a real soldier.

This time, Fuguier asked him to preside over this, which is also refining him in disguise, after all, people must grow up through experience, this thing of catching spies Fuguier has never done, but in a team of thousands of people, Fuguier has really experienced catching criminals, and the method used is simple and direct, invisibly, to the depths of your heart.

Criticism and self-criticism, we may have seen this word, but there are very few people who understand the true meaning of this word, how to describe it, just say that the brainwashing program used in direct selling, in the face of this criticism and self-criticism, are garbage-like existence, this self-criticism is a weapon to cleanse the soul and soul.

The process of washing the soul is extremely simple, a group of 100 people, there are two military soldiers to supervise and preside, each person in order to go on stage, first to talk about the five mistakes they have made, and then talk about the five mistakes made by the people around you, if a round, the five things of your self-review, do not include the mistakes that others help you point out, then the next round of self-review, you must tell your own ten mistakes, and you can't repeat what you said before.

At first, everyone didn't care, anyway, they didn't punish them for their mistakes, and they didn't force you to say it, and some people picked out some innocuous little mistakes to say. For example, selling things is missing one or two people's names, conniving at their children to bully the weak, etc., but with the deepening of the review work, everyone feels that it is becoming more and more wrong, and the atmosphere is becoming more and more tense.

I don't want to talk about this self-examination and reflection conference, but when it comes to the weapons research on Fuguier's side, if you want to say that this weapon of mass destruction, Fuguier's first thought is artillery, he has crossed to this continent, and he has never participated in any major wars, even in the past month, he has never encountered the use of firearms.

The firecrackles when the army was drawn, and the crackling firecrackers during the New Year, all told Fuguier that everyone in this era has mastered the use of gunpowder, since there is gunpowder, why are there no muskets and cannons? If these two things require an extremely high technological base, what about grenades, mines? During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression and the War of Liberation, every small workshop with smelting technology could be built, why is it not in this era.

With these questions, Fuguier walked into the weapon workshop in this city, which was originally just a simple mining and mining, but with the continuous improvement of everyone's needs, and the gradual improvement of the greed of successive bureaucrats, there are smelting, casting, weapon making and other workshops in this city.

At present, this continent is still in the era of cold weapons, and the so-called weapon workshops are just larger blacksmith shops, and a group of blacksmiths beat them every day, and what they make is nothing more than iron knives, forks, swords, halberds, and abductors, meteors, among which the most demanded is feather arrows.

Fugui'er took the herald and entered the weapons workshop with the smell of burning coal in the room, and the leader in charge, who had participated in the mass meeting before, naturally recognized this young official, and when he saw Fugui'er walking in, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile.

"What are your instructions for coming in person?" The head of the weapons workshop, Lu, clasped his fists and saluted, and asked softly.

"What do you say? Inaudible...... Oops...... "The sound in this workshop is really noisy, and the two of them don't communicate well, so Fugui'er picked up the main thing and walked outside.

"Lu, right? Let me ask you, have we ever made artillery in this workshop? The two of them walked away from the workshop and found a warehouse and chatted quietly.

"Artillery?" Listening to Fugui'er's words, Director Lu lowered his head and looked up again after thinking about it, "What did the Lord say about the incendiary bombs thrown by the thunderbolt?" ”

"No, no, what I'm talking about is such an iron pipe, which is filled with gunpowder, loaded with iron sand, and ignited on the buttocks, and then bangs......" Fuguier said with a gesture, and finally let the iron striker understand what he meant.

"Yes, I don't have it here, but there is such a thing in the smelting and casting workshop, which is not much different from what the adults said?"

"Damn, there really is, take me to see," Listening to Director Lu's words, Fuguier's heart was full of joy, and he took Director Lu and rushed to the smelting and casting workshop.