Always doing the most exhausting work, eating the worst food, suffering the most brutal beatings, and swallowing the deepest grievances...
Qin Hu estimated that his predecessor might have been tortured to death.
Well, it could be considered getting what he deserved.
Only now, this burden had to be carried by him; if he couldn't shoulder it, he would die too.
"Give it to me."
Qin Hu had made up his mind: he must first find a way to save Qin An's life, and then figure out other solutions.
Saving a life wasn't actually that difficult; the simplest method was bribery. As the saying goes, money can move the gods. Though primitive, this method always worked.
Yet under the present circumstances, he couldn't possibly bribe high-ranking officials, because no one dared to be associated with him. Besides, he had no money.
So one person immediately came to mind: Centurion Li Xiaokun.
Presently, the top commander of the Vanguard Camp...
"Young Marquis, please get up quickly, it's our turn to patrol."
"Where am I?"
Qin Hu sat up in a daze, feeling a chill all over his body, while a fierce wind howled outside. A wave of confusion instantly rose in his heart.
"Oh, Young Marquis, why are you so out of it? We're in the military camp. It's our turn to keep watch at this hour. If you don't get up now, you'll face military law execution, and even the Old Marquis can't protect you anymore."
"What?"
Qin Hu opened his eyes and saw that he was inside a tent, with a young soldier wearing leather arm…
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