At the end of November.


    The cold wind was biting, and the sobbing wind spread all over Chang''an city.


    Although it is not yet the freezing season, the people of the Imperial City have long been hiding in their houses and enjoying the warmth of their homes.


    Many rich families'' tin chimneys emit bursts of white smoke, which dissipates with the wind.


    Even some ordinary aristocratic families suddenly gave up the habit of burning firewood and stocked one or two hundred coal blocks for reuse in this cold weather.


    Tang Hao''s coal stove was on sale as early as this season. The price of five hundred Wen is very close to the people. Coupled with five Wen honeycomb briquette, it is much more affordable than the previous charcoal.


    Today''s Tang mansion can be regarded as a real rich family, and the construction of warm house was completed a week ago.


    This big bellied Princess Changle, at this time, has an abortion and health care in her new house.


    The soft pillow Kang bed is very comfortable. Princess Changle doesn''t want to get out of bed.


    There was a round table that could rotate in the house. Tang Hao said that at the end of the new year, he would show his hand and let the two eat goods to relieve their greed.


    The fragrance was faint, and the whole house was warm. There are several iron kettles on the coal stove. They often boil water for washing.


    The superior wood is changed into wood boards, and the walls and floors are laid one by one to prevent the moisture of the new house from penetrating into the bones.


    Li Wanqing sat by the stove, half leaning against the fur seat and used to holding the hand of the blade. This time, holding the embroidery needle was a little clumsy and carefully embroidered the female worker.


    "Husband, do you say that the children in sister zhier''s house are male or female?"


    "The embroidered peony sweat clothes are still worn by the daughter''s family. The man''s clothes are really strange."


    Tang Hao, who was humming children''s songs by the bed, stopped, smiled and said.


    "It''s simple. Just embroider a boy''s dress. If you can''t use it, it''s not too late to wear it when you have a child."


    After hearing this, Li Wanqing glanced at Tang Hao, raised her slender fingers and said.


    "You''re right. Come and try."


    "Look at my hands, they are almost full of needle eyes!"


    Listening to the quarrel between the two, Princess Changle, half leaning on the bed, smiled and said.


    "Hard work, sister Wanqing."


    After that, he glanced at Tang Hao next to him and said.


    "Husband, you see my sister is working so hard. What if you show your skill today and cook some good dishes for us to eat? How about a reward?"


    Without Tang Hao''s reply, Princess Changle gently helped her belly and said.


    "Just now, the child in my stomach also said that I can have a hot pot today."


    "Look outside this house. It''s cold and windy. It matches the hot pot very well!"


    The courage of the two sisters attracted a familiar road, and Tang Hao had already taken care of it.


    Every time I wanted to eat something, I took my baby as a shield and tasted a lot of delicious food.


    Just as he was about to answer, Chumo''s anxious roar came from outside the door.


    "Brother Tang? Something big has happened!"


    Tang Hao shut up and went to watch the door.


    Chumo dodges in while the strong wind is pouring in, holds a armour and closes the door.


    Looking around, Chumo is surprised to find a building on the soft collapse.


    "Yes! Brother Tang."


    "The north wind is blowing outside, and the cold people hide their heads and necks. Your house is as warm as spring."


    Tang Hao ignores Chumo, who is looking around. He has a few years of Xuanling now. Du Rumei''s old guys have the temperament.


    First praise, look left and right in the middle of the house, take a fancy to your favorite objects, ask for and grab them, and forcibly take them away from yourself.


    Sitting on the seat next to Chumo, Tang Hao nuzzles the silver armor in Chumo''s hand.


    "What does that mean?"


    "There''s going to be a war? What''s the use of holding a armor?"


    Hearing this, chumerton looked sad.


    This armour was bought by the two men who bravely broke into the grassland and experienced countless fighting nights during the northern expedition against Turks!


    In terms of significance, it is not necessary for Cheng Chumo to be a junior officer at that time.


    "You don''t know!"


    "These days, wearing the light and warm cotton clothes, I put on this bright light armor to show the soldiers the story of our crossing the grassland in those days."


    "But unexpectedly, the boys under my command refused and said they wanted to compete with me."


    "It turned over several times, but the tendon rope was accidentally broken."


    While talking, Chumo tossed the armor in his arms and found a small piece of armor hanging, saying.


    "This is it!"


    "It''s a pity that our armour, which is at least given by your majesty, is so bad."


    "I''m saying that you have a Qiaoyi Pavilion here. Get me some more ropes to wear."


    Hearing this, Tang Hao stared at Chumo.


    "Your boy will find someone. The army headquarters for making armor is in the imperial city. Just throw it over."


    "Our Qiaoyi Pavilion produces cotton clothes day and night, so that our poor people in Datang can keep warm and cover warm bedding in winter."


    "Do you know how long it will take to wear these armor pieces after this armor coat comes off?"


    Seeing Tang Hao getting angry, Chumo Chumo laughed.


    Friends of life and death, anger is false, it is true to help.


    "Hey! I don''t believe in the skills of our workshop!"


    "If it weren''t for the sake of our close friends, how could this glorious job find brother Tang who is omnipotent?"


    "Come on, study?"