Heavenly Tang Brocad

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.,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.,Lu seemed to have just woken up, his hair still unkempt. When he looked up and saw "Listening Snow Drinking Wine," his second son on the roof, he immediately cried out, "Son! Come down quickly, it's freezing cold out there today. Don't catch a chill!"。