Heavenly Tang Brocad

At the age of sixty, Fang Xuanling, wearing his official robes, stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back. He looked up at the snow-covered roof and wore a face full of worry.,Flames from torches and lanterns flickered in the courtyard, reflecting off the snow, revealing the youth's face clearly.,Speaking of that man, ha ha, his name is known throughout the ages…。