Martial Sage

The fact that Silla and Baekje's two envoys entered the face-to-face saint also spread slowly along with the retreat.

When Tang Hao heard about this, he laughed loudly and looked at Cheng Chumo beside him with interest.

"how?"

"Yesterday, on the carriage, you said that this matter was quite tricky."

"What about now? Your Majesty shied away, and also demonstrated the prestige of Tang Guo, and he achieved two goals with one stone."

Cheng Chumo smiled happily and agreed.

"Your Majesty's hand-pushing is good, let the veterans refuse, it just happens to push the boat along the way."

After that, the front of the conversation turned, he approached Tang Hao's side and raised his eyebrows.

"What? Yesterday I said to leave a piece of colored glaze for my father, do you have any objections?"

Without waiting for Tang Hao's answer, he put his arm around Tang Hao's shoulder and added.

"The friendship between the two of us was born to death, this little thing is definitely not a problem, right?"

"Also, the cotton-padded jacket that I promised, I will wear it today."

Between words, patted the vermilion gown on Tang Hao, said.

"It's necessary to have something similar to the one you're wearing, put on lavish and upright!"

Tang Hao stretched out his finger, nodded Cheng Chumo, and smiled.

"When did your kid learn what Lao Fang Lao Du did?"

"Competing over and under the covers!"

After that, he coughed lightly, with his hands behind his back, his head slightly raised, showing a master posture.

"The colored glaze is not difficult, the cotton-padded clothes are ready."

"But, you are going to do something for me, inviting messengers and big merchants from Tang to participate in the Jingbao Conference."

For Cheng Chumo, these simple requirements were not difficult at all, and he patted his chest to make sure.

"This matter is covered by me. Don't worry, Brother Tang will be able to complete it successfully."

In fact, Tang Hao can also do this, but with the ready-made labor, why not use it?

What's more, people who have short mouths and short hands will prevent this kid from running errands, thinking that Tang Mansion is a big warehouse for hoarding supplies!

Sooner or later he will develop Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui's robbery behavior!

Tang Haodao slapped Cheng Chumo on the back a few times.

"Go, take you to try the cotton-padded clothes!"

In the cotton-padded clothing workshop, some ordinary-style cotton-padded clothing is made for sale, and the imperial village is regarded as a private custom-made workshop.

The size that Tang Hao brought had to be tailored, and Tang Hao carefully designed the shape.

This is the first time that Cheng Chumo has seen this kind of weird clothing. There is no need for complicated inner and outer three layers.

Cut two holes in the coat, pass the arm through, tie these neat cloth bumps together, and put it on.

Looking at the attached clothing, there is no discomfort between activities, but a sense of pride and no cumbersomeness.

"You kid is fine! Free to move, and generous and beautiful, the key is that it's easy to wear!"

Patting the cotton-padded waistcoat on his body, Cheng Chumo stretched out his thumb at Tang Hao, grinning silly.

Tang Hao narrowed his mouth when he saw that he hadn't seen the world like that.

"You kid, as long as you give me an unforgettable notice to those foreign merchants, these cotton-padded clothes can be made for you."

"The waistcoat is too thin. It's okay to wear now. It's colder. These two arms are cold and flustered!"

Holding Tang Hao in his arms, Cheng Chu silently pointed to the cotton-padded clothes on the high-hanging bars.

"You kid is not kind! You only give me one piece of cotton-padded clothes for so many?"

"The entire Marquis Mansion, plus two Madam Tang, is just three people."

"You have so many clothes, even one one a day, the whole winter can be passed, it is better to send me two more, so I can honor my father and mother?"

Hearing Cheng Chumo's words, Tang Hao rolled his eyes.

One piece a day, are you a fashion show?

Besides, I have worked so hard to invite so many dressmakers to come, just to spoil myself by making clothes?

The knuckles hit Cheng Chumo's forehead, posing as an elder character.

"When will your boy think of extravagant and lustful thoughts for the sake of the people of the world?"

"The cold wind is coming early this year. Let's put on winter clothes early, but how many people in this world can't afford to wear such clothes, do you know?"

"Our Tang Mansion's cotton-padded clothes is to make a promotion, let these high-ranking officials and dignitaries wear them first, let the people of the world know the purpose of this cotton! Increase and increase profitability."

Cheng Chu silently covered his knocked forehead, and there was still a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"But there are a lot of them. Red, red, green and green, with different patterns. Is it possible that there are men and women?"

Later generations have said that Datang regards fat as beauty, but it is not. To be precise, it is called beauty.

Skinny, thin arms and legs are standard for the poor. With a big waist and a round waist, a body with pleated flesh is the torso of a corrupt official, who likes to rest and toil.

In general, Datang’s famous ladies and wealthy daughters tend to have a well-proportioned figure.

Tang Hao was behind his back, with a profound look, and looked at Cheng Chu contemptuously.

"Do you think we designed these for us rough men?"

"Our clothes can be worn as small as a baby, as large as an old man, or a slender lady, or with a big belly!"

"Children and old people are fine, young men like us must pay attention to looks and styles, and they must be tailored."

After all, pointing to a peach-colored peony cotton coat.

"Now, like this one, the peach powder is white, which sets off the white skin. The Xiaojiabiyu wears it, and the peach blossom on the human face is like a peony in bud."

"While you get your waist and chest tall and show your exquisite figure, you don't feel glamorous... Forget it, you don't know what to say to you."

Just listening to Tang Hao's words like this, Cheng Chumo had a bit of a picture in his mind.

It seems that I have already seen the graceful and graceful figures of Miss who are full of cotton-padded clothes.

"Then when are our cotton clothes on sale?"

Tang Hao smiled, waved his hand.

"Almost soon."

"Leave it as the finale after Liuli Jingbao!"

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