Chapter 390
"Mm, I know."
Hearing this news, Li Xuewu wasn't surprised, because he had heard this meaning in Li Huai De's tone just now.
So at this moment, he instructed Yu Decai, "Go do your work, I'll go over there."
As he spoke, he tidied his clothes and headed toward...
"Little Marquis, please get up, it's our turn to patrol."
"Where am I?"
Qin Hu sat up, dazed, feeling a chill on his body, and hearing the wind howling outside, he felt a sudden sense of strangeness.
"Oh, Little Marquis, why are you confused? We're in the military camp. It's our turn to stand guard at this hour; if you don't get up, you'll be dealt with by military law. Even the Old Marquis can't protect you now."
"What?"
Qin Hu opened his eyes and saw that he was in a tent, with a soldier in leather armor in front of him.
Just as he wanted to open his mouth to ask something, a splitting headache suddenly struck, and a massive flow of information rushed into his mind. A few seconds later, he knew he had transmigrated.
He had transmigrated from a modern special forces soldier into a Little Marquis also named Qin Hu, the head of the seven most notorious young scoundrels in the capital!
And this era, called the Great Yu Dynasty, did not exist in history.
Qin Hu's ancestors were one of the four dukes and twenty-eight marquises who founded the Great Yu. Three months ago, his father passed away, and Qin Hu inherited the title, becoming the new Marquis of Champions.
Qin Hu had been spoiled by his parents since childhood; he didn't like reading, didn't like martial arts, only played, ate, drank, and had fun, running rampant in the capital.
When he grew up, his family wanted him to settle down, so they arranged a marriage. The woman was the eldest daughter of the Duke of Chen, named Chen Ruoli, a lady from a prestigious family, beautiful and virtuous.
This Qin Hu was vicious to everyone else, but he was obedient and treasured this beautiful fiancée.
But things went wrong with this childhood sweetheart, the eldest Miss Chen.
According to Qin Hu's memory, that day he took his fiancée to the palace to pay respects to the current Princess Chang'an. The princess and Chen Ruoli had been close since childhood, so she arranged a banquet.
But later, Qin Hu drank until he blacked out. When he woke up, he was already in the Inner Guard's prison. He was told he had drunkenly molested the princess and attempted misconduct.
Even more bizarrely, Chen Ruoli actually submitted a petition impeaching her fiancé Qin Hu for seventy-two illegal acts, each with evidence.
Qin Hu felt as if he had been struck by lightning; he simply couldn't believe his ears...
The imperial decree came down quickly. Considering Qin Hu's ancestors' merits, the death penalty was spared, but the living penalty was unavoidable. He was exiled to Youzhou to serve in the army, retaining his title to see how he would perform.
But after arriving in Youzhou, he was quickly assigned to the front line—to serve in the vanguard camp.
After going through these things in his mind, Qin Hu basically understood that this must be a trap.
Because the Duke of Chen had long wanted to break off the engagement with him.
The Qin and Chen families were originally a political marriage, both wanting to grow stronger. But the later Qin Hu, besides being a playboy, was almost useless, and could be said to have disgraced the Marquis of Champions' mansion.
You know, the successive Marquises of Champions were all heroic figures with incomparable influence in the army, but this generation produced a waste who had never been on a battlefield.
When the Old Marquis was alive, the Duke of Chen gave him face. After the Old Marquis died, the Duke of Chen turned heartless and actually staged a scene of breaking off the engagement at the funeral hall.
But Qin Hu loved Chen Ruoli deeply and refused to allow it, while Chen Ruoli had long been disgusted by this scoundrel.
Thus, a disaster descended!
As for Princess Chang'an, it was even simpler. She was the cousin of Qin Hu's cousin. As long as Qin Hu died, the vast family property of the Marquis of Champions' mansion would naturally fall to this cousin.
These forces, each taking what they needed, colluded and quickly united...
Truly, once you enter the Marquis's gate, it's as deep as the sea; there are really many people who want him dead.
"Qin An, do you think we can find a place to hide from the wind?"
Under the bright moonlight, the rough north wind carried a piercing whistle, sweeping across the vast wilderness, blowing the torches on and off, cutting people's skin like countless flying knives.
"No, Little Marquis, we'll be dealt with by military law."
Qin Hu and Qin An, heads tucked, ran out of the camp against the wind, running forward on the heavy snow.
The frail Qin An wasn't careful and was directly knocked over by the strong wind.
Two sentries changing shifts saw them come out, smiled sinisterly at each other, took two handfuls of snow to extinguish the campfire they were using for warmth, and then ducked into their tent.
Damn it, even the soldiers have been bribed to freeze me to death!
This was a very small camp with about twenty tents, surrounded by carriages. There were no obstacles like horse-traps or deer-horns arranged on the periphery, and the terrain nearby was flat with no defense, obviously not intended for long-term stationing.
According to Qin Hu's past life memory, about two hundred people were stationed here; they were the vanguard camp of General Li Qin, the Northern Expedition General of the Yu Dynasty.
And the target of Li Qin's twenty-thousand-strong army was the Yu Dynasty's long-time enemy on the border, the Liaodong Kingdom.
"Cough, cough, Little Marquis, do you think we can return alive?" Qin An's whole body was curled up on the snow, his lips and face were blue, and he spoke weakly, as if he could die at any moment.
Qin Hu sighed in his heart; Qin An was purely implicated by him, and if things continued to develop like this, they would definitely die.
Those who wanted him dead hadn't managed to finish him off in the court, so they were playing dirty in the military camp, trying to beat him to death.
But Qin Hu was by no means a person who would wait for death. This was clearly a frame-up, and he couldn't let it go.
Life is an endless struggle for survival. Just wait, I will not only survive, but I will also return to the capital and settle scores with you all.
"Qin An, how much silver did we bring when we left?"
"There's no silver left. I only have twenty taels of silver on me. The imperial decree said we were exiled to the army, and our family property was confiscated."
Qin An was only 16 years old, Qin Hu's personal page, very thin and weak, already unable to bear the torture, looking like he had only one breath left.
Actually, Qin Hu wasn't much better. For the past few days, the vanguard camp marched 30 miles every day, doing work like clearing roads through mountains and building bridges over water, chopping wood, digging ditches, carrying water, and setting up camp.
And what would happen to these two delicate guys staying with hundreds of rough soldiers every day?
They definitely did the hardest work, ate the worst food, took the most vicious beatings, and suffered the greatest grievances...
Qin Hu estimated that his predecessor might have been tortured to death.
It could be considered his just deserts.
It's just that this suffering must now be borne by him; if he can't bear it, he will also die.
"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 think of other ways.
And saving his life isn't actually difficult; the simplest method is bribery. As the saying goes, money can move gods; this method, although primitive, is always effective.
But in this situation, he couldn't bribe high-ranking officials because no one dared to get involved with him. Besides, he had no money.
So, he thought of one person in his mind: Centurion Li Xiaokun.
He was the current head of the vanguard camp. To see the latest chapter content, please download, read the latest chapter content for free without ads..
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