Chapter 700: Difficult Governance

a bit these past few days, the coldest time of winter wasn't when it snowed, but when the snow melted. The father and son stood with their hands tucked in their pockets at the front gate of the East...nd his luggage is heavy, he should have arrived in the capital from Weihaiwei in half a month. How many more days will it take"Sān Bǎo chuckled wryly and said, 'Mr. Mirror, you brought twenty whole ca...