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.,The boy on the rooftop, however, remained unmoved, with his head tilted back as if lost in thought.,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!。