Heavenly Tang Brocad

A scantily clad young boy sat on the roof, holding a flask of liquor in his hand and taking sips from time to time, sighing heavily.,At this moment, a young maid of twelve or thirteen years old ran over and "thud" knelt before Fang Xuanling. Her knees sank instantly into the inch-thick snow.,Just the moment before, I was in the county chairing a meeting on vigorously developing agricultural mechanization for farming. My head suddenly spun, my vision went black, and now, damn it, I'm in the Tang Dynasty!。