Under the order of the Taichang Temple Minister, sulfur saltpeter wood carbon and wood ash from the Imperial Medical Office were continuously transported to the six ministries.

Yan Anshen was healed, and he devoted himself to the redevelopment of gunpowder with enthusiasm.

The Minister of Works fainted and was also recuperating after taking the medicine.

Zhao Wujiang came to visit. The officials of the six ministries were extremely respectful and looked awe-in-law, and brought Zhao Wujiang to the Ministry of Works.

Yan Ansen received Zhao Wujiang's suggestion, as if he woke up the dreamer with a word. He added a lead to the gunpowder jar to guide the release of the power of the gunpowder.

Accompanied by the several explosions, Yan Ansen's expression became more and more excited, and he began to order the officials and craftsmen of the Ministry of Works to start assembly and manufacturing.

He told Zhao Wujiang's instructions to the minor officials and craftsmen without saying a word, not to be heated or collided strongly during the manufacturing process, and to be careful when loading and transporting.

In this way, the Ministry of Works began to assemble and manufacture in full swing, and the other five departments also sent people to participate.

After assembly, it must be sent to the southern border quickly.

Yan Ansen continued to develop the development. He ran around tirelessly and tried the stone fat mentioned by Zhao Wujiang. After seeing the strategic use of stone fat, he admired Zhao Wujiang more and more, and was almost treating him as a god.

Yan Ansen was a literati, but he included the spirit of craftsmanship and often developed various things. He had all kinds of strange ideas in his mind, and once he started thinking, he couldn't stop.

More and more strategic equipment is manufactured and loaded into the southern border.

Zhao Wujiang rejected the invitation from many colleagues to dinner and went to Wuya Pavilion in the south of the city.

As the head of Wuya Pavilion, Zhao Wujiang is a hand-off manager. Many matters were left to several elders to handle, but he had to come back from time to time to check it out.

When the elders learned that the Pavilion Master was back, the elders looked excited and put down the matter at hand for the time being and came to the study to meet him.

Now Wuya Pavilion is no longer the only three elders, Su Liangjiu, Su Shanchang and Gu Nanyuan, and there are four new elders, three fourth-grade strong men, and an early-stage strong men of the Grandmaster.

After checking, Zhao Wujiang was rushed to the backyard by Gu Nanyuan, saying that there was something important to discuss with him.

Backyard wing room.

Gu Nanyuan closed the doors and windows tightly with his backhand, with a serious expression, as if there was something big hidden.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Wujiang asked.

Gu Nanyuan did not answer, but pulled Zhao Wujiang to the bed and sat down, and then said seriously:

"I miss you?"

Zhao Wujiang burst into laughter, it turned out that this was the case.

He gently lifted Gu Nanyuan's hair, stared at this pure and charming delicate face, and smiled gently:

"Me too."

Gu Nanyuan hugged Zhao Wujiang and said angrily:

"Then why don't you come here for many days?"

"It's not been many days..." Zhao Wujiang touched Gu Nanyuan's round buttocks.

"That's it!" Gu Nanyuan has dealt with many matters in the cabinet recently, and has made a lot of cleverness. She only showed her coquettishness when facing Zhao Wujiang:

"Zhao Lang, I miss your sword again."

"Then you don't have to hold him now, right?" Zhao Wujiang felt Gu Nanyuan's movements and quipped.

"It's not you yet. Wuya Pavilion is under construction. I can't see people all day long. I'm very busy..." Gu Nanyuan looked resentful and embarrassed:

"You have to hurry up, I have a lot to do."

"This is what you said." Zhao Wujiang hugged Gu Nanyuan's delicate and graceful body and rolled onto the bed.

The dry fire is burning at once.

Gu Nanyuan seemed to be happy and angry, and the sword furnace was so hot that it was about to melt Zhao Wujiang.

The long sword pierces the diagonally, plows the skull.

The beauty groaned, frowned, and said slowly.
Chapter completed!