"We are out of bank notes; 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. He was very frail and already worn out by the torment, looking as though he had only one breath left in him.
In truth, Qin Hu was not much better off. Over the past few days, the vanguard camp had been marching thirty miles daily, and their tasks consisted of clearing roads through mountains, building bridges over rivers, gathering firewood, stoking fires, digging trenches, fetching water, and pitching camps.
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