"There are no banknotes left; I only have twenty taels of silver on me. The imperial decree stated that we were exiled for military service, and our family property was confiscated."
Qin An was only sixteen years old this year and served as Qin Hu's personal page. Naturally frail and already worn down by endless torment, he looked as though he had only one breath left in him.
In truth, Qin Hu was in little better shape. Over the past few days, the vanguard camp had been marching thirty miles daily, performing tasks such as clearing paths through mountains, building bridges over rivers, gathering firewood, digging trenches, hauling water, and pitching encampments.
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