"There are no banknote drafts left; I only have twenty taels of silver on me. The imperial edict stated that we were being exiled for military service, and our family property has been confiscated."
Qin An was only sixteen years old this year and served as Qin Hu's personal page. He was very thin and frail, already worn out by the torture, and looked as though he had only one breath left.
In truth, Qin Hu was in little better shape. Over the past few days, the vanguard camp had been marching thirty miles every day, performing tasks such as clearing paths through mountains, building bridges over rivers, gathering firewood, digging trenches, fetching water, and setting up encampments.
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