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.,There was a flurry of footsteps in the house. Madam Lu rushed out, flustered and agitated, asking urgently, "Where is he Where is he",Fang Xuanling rushed to court in a hurry, but the appointed time had already passed. Although the emperor was usually quite tolerant of old and trusted officials like him and rarely scolded them, Fang Xuanling, who had served diligently for many years, took his responsibility very seriously and would never take advantage of the emperor's favor to be careless.。