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.,The young man stiffened his neck and glared defiantly: "If you want me to marry Gao Yang, I'll die in front of you!",Just the moment before, I was in the county chairing a meeting on vigorously developing agricultural mechanization for farming. My head suddenly spun, my vision went black, and now, damn it, I'm in the Tang Dynasty!。