"No banknotes left, I only have twenty taels of silver on me. The imperial decree stated that we are exiled as convicts, and our family property is confiscated."
Qin An was only sixteen years old this year and served as Qin Hu's personal page. Being frail and sickly, he could no longer endure the torment and looked as though he were on his last breath.
In truth, Qin Hu was in little better shape. Over the past few days, the vanguard camp had been marching thirty miles daily, performing grueling tasks such as clearing paths through mountains, building bridges across rivers, gathering firewood, digging trenches, fetching water, and pitching camps.
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