Song Juguang felt that she'd already done everything she could. The Cangwei army she'd painstakingly lead, she'd disbanded in an instant just so Jiang Changbai would be at ease, and of the originally near three hundred thousand troops, now, those stationed in the capital's suburbs, only barely a hundred thousand remained. The court ministers all maintained those archaic thoughts, and felt that, no matter what, the sovereign of a nation couldn't be female, and so she'd arranged for each of them to be beat up, so that these people could no longer have the courage to say something. Even Lu Pingwan's self-imprisonment in the Cining Palace, Song Juguang had tried to go appeal. Though in the end, it hadn't had any effects, she'd tried after all. It was just that, besides disbanding the Cangwei army, the remaining matters, Jiang Changbai didn't know about a single one. Song Juguang hadn't thought to tell her, nor could she tell her. She was only hop...