Heavenly Tang Brocad

At the very first hour of dawn, the vast city of Chang'an seemed like an ancient behemoth slumbering in the darkness.,Stars and moon were absent, a cold wind howled, goose-feather snowfall blanketed the streets and alleyways, accumulating on rooftops. A line of carriages carrying flaming torches marched from each neighborhood's just-opened gate, their footsteps muffled by thick snow. They converged on Zhuque Street, forming a grand procession heading towards Chengtian Gate to attend court.,It wasn't until Fang Jun entered junior high school that he learned there was another historical figure with the same name as him: Fang Jun, whose courtesy name was Yiai.。