Heavenly Tang Brocad

A thousand families are like a chessboard, and twelve streets are like vegetable plots.,The youngest son, in a hunting trip outside the city some days ago, unfortunately fell off his horse and hit his back of the head. He has been unconscious ever since and remains in a daze. Everyone in the household is deeply worried.,He was of a sturdy build with thick eyebrows and large eyes. His youthful face, which still held a hint of immaturity, seemed to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. He wore a thin robe, his figure was not particularly imposing, but solid and broad-shouldered.。