Chapter 122: The Concept of the Heated Kang He took another bite of the sweet potato, his gaze drifting through the broken window of the woodshed to watch the snow falling heavier and heavier outside. "This is fine food, but it cannot resolve our immediate crisis." Li Shimin swallowed the sweet potato, his voice heavy. "On my way here, I saw icicles hanging from the trees outside the palace walls. "Even the palace is like this, so the slums in the south of the city... people are bound to freeze…