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.,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!"。