The Great Tang: World Martial God

The end of November.

The cold wind was bitter, and the whimpering wind spread throughout Chang'an City.

Although it is not yet the time to freeze, the citizens of the imperial city have already hid in the houses, enjoying the warmth of home.

Many wealthy families' iron-skinned chimneys burst into white smoke and dissipated in the wind.

Even some ordinary families suddenly abandoned the habit of burning firewood, garnishing one or two hundred pieces of coal, and reused it in this cold weather.

Tang Hao’s coal stoves were on sale this season. The price of five hundred liters is very close to the people. Coupled with five liters of briquettes, 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 the warm house was completed a week ago.

The princess of Changle, who has a big belly, is taking care of her fetus in this new house at this time.

The kang bed with soft pillows is extraordinarily comfortable.

There was a rotatable round table in the house. Tang Hao said that at the time of the new year, he showed his hand and relieved the two foodies.

The fragrance is faint, and the whole house is filled with warmth. There are several iron kettles on the coal stove, which often boil water and are ready for washing.

The fine wood is changed to planks, and the walls and floors are laid piece by piece to prevent the moisture in the new house from entering the bones.

Li Wanqing sat next to the stove, half leaning on the fur seat, accustomed to holding the hand of the weapon, holding the embroidery needle this time, a little clumsy, and carefully embroidering the female worker.

"Husband, do you say that your sister's son is a boy or a girl?"

"The embroidered peony sweatshirt is good for my daughter's home, but the man's clothes are a bit weird."

Tang Hao, who was humming a nursery rhyme by the bed, stopped, smiled and said.

"It's easy, just embroider what a boy wears. If it doesn't work, it won't be too late when you have a baby."

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

"What you said is good, so you can try it."

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

Listening to the two people quarreling, Princess Chang Le, who was half leaning on the bed, pursed her lips and said.

"Sister Wanqing has worked hard."

After that, he turned his head and looked at Tang Hao next to him, and said.

"Husband, you see how hard your sister is, why would you show up today and cook a few good dishes for us to feast on, how about a treat?"

Without waiting for Tang Hao's answer, Princess Chang Le held her belly lightly and said.

"The kid in my stomach also talked about it, just have a hot pot meal today."

"Look outside this house, it's cold and windy, it matches hot pot!"

The courage of the two sisters has attracted Tang Hao to death.

Whenever I wanted to eat something, I took the kid in my belly as a shield, and tasted a lot of food for this.

Just as he was about to answer, Cheng Chu silently roared anxiously outside the door.

"Brother Tang is here? Something has happened!"

Tang Hao kept silent and went to watch the door.

When the strong wind came in, Cheng Chu came in silently, holding a suit of armor, and closing the door.

Looking around, Cheng Chumo was quite surprised to collapse a seat.

"Yes! Brother Tang."

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

Tang Hao didn't pay attention to Cheng Chumo, who was looking around. Now this kid is quite like Fang Xuanling and Du Rumei's old guys.

To praise it first, look around in the house, look at your beloved object, half-request and half-grab, and abruptly take it from yourself.

Sitting on the seat next to Cheng Chumo, Tang Hao turned towards the silver armor Nunu's mouth in Cheng Chumo's hand.

"What does this mean?"

"It's going to fight? What's the use of holding a armor?"

Hearing this, Cheng Chumo suddenly looked sad.

This armor suit was bought by the two who bravely rushed to the grassland and experienced countless nights of fighting when the Turks were conquered in the North!

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

"You don't know it!"

"These days, putting on that light and warm cotton coat, I put on this bright armor to show soldiers and soldiers the story of how we crossed the grassland."

"Unexpectedly, the guys under his command were not convinced and said they wanted to make gestures with me."

"After doing a few tricks, the beef tendon rope was accidentally broken."

During the words, Cheng Chumo writhed the armor in his arms and found a small piece of armor hanging in his arms, said.

"right here!"

"We are also the armors bestowed by your majesty. It's so broken, it's really a pity."

"I wonder if you have a Qiaoyi Pavilion here. Get me some ropes to wear again."

Hearing this, Tang Hao's eyes widened and Bai Shangcheng gave a silent look.

"You kid will find someone. The war department that makes armor is in the imperial city. Just throw it over."

"Our Qiaoyi Pavilion produces cotton-padded clothes day and night, so that our poor people in Datang can keep warm from the cold, and can be covered with warm bedding in winter."

"Do you know how long it will take to put on each piece of armor after this armor suit is off?"

Seeing Tang Hao getting annoyed, Cheng Chumo laughed.

At the turn of life and death, anger is false, but it is true to help.

"Hi! Don't you believe in the skills of our workshop!"

"If it weren't for the sake of our dear friend, how could this glorious errand find the omnipotent Brother Tang?"

"Come on, research and study?"