Huddled in the Early Tang Dynasty

Silver-saddled colts with white noses, green fields blocking the mud brocade, when the drizzle spring breeze and flowers fall, the whip is whipped and Orchid drinks. The beauty in the wind blows the jade flute and undresses Chang'e in the moonlight. Three cups of wine promise the lightness of the five mountains, and the pure spirit gives rise to courage. In the clear day, I wipe my sword and go out to the countryside. I take ten steps to kill people and search for thousands of miles. I return to the willow alley with thin curtains and whips. After the incident, I brush my clothes and hide my identity. Traveling back to the early Tang Dynasty, Fang Xing found that he was just a idle ranger, and that he had a sister and a child bride at home, all waiting for him to raise. In this case, let's start as a ranger and hang out in the Tang Dynasty.