The capital became hotter and hotter. Even though every day there was an unending stream of ice being brought in on carts from as far as the icehouse in the capital's suburbs to the Palace, the inside of the Imperial Palace still remained very hot. Jiang Changbai spent the overwhelming majority of the day hunched over the table responding to memorials, but the person fanning her had changed from Xun Zhu into a new palace maid. And Xun Zhu was only employed to stand and attend at her side, waiting for Jiang Changbai's instructions prompted by sudden impulse. But it seemed as if these instructions wouldn't emerge at all within a day. Jiang Changbai had wholeheartedly thrown herself into the memorials on the table. The Great Li hadn't appointed a Grand Chancellor; when the past few generations of emperors had been on the throne, they'd all specially appointed ministers to constitute a cabinet, to first attend to the memorials that had been sent in and read them over, a...