C1971 Like the Abyss 2(1)

It was late afternoon.

Borrowing the dim sunlight, Qin Mu read the memorials on the table. It had to be said that these official duties were more than he had imagined. They were also heavier and more difficult.

He was already exhausted just from dealing with one day's work, not to mention the flood in the south.

Because of the change of seasons, the ice and snow upstream melted