Chapter 395: Too Touched to Move

"Dad~"

Yan Yan Jiefang's tears were still on his face; standing in the room, he paid no heed to the wide-open door behind him letting wind pour inside, and called out, "Dad."

This left the Third Master completely stunned; what was wrong with this child?

Although he usually wasn't the image of a strict father, his relationship with the children was also...

"Young Marquis, please get up quickly; it's our turn for patrol."

"Where am I?"

Qin Hu sat up groggily, feeling chilly all over, while a strong wind whistled outside, instantly filling his heart with strangeness.

"Oh, Young Marquis, how can you be so confused? We are in the military camp. It is our shift to stand guard at this hour; if you don't get up, you'll face military justice, and even the Old Marquis cannot protect you now."

"What?"

Qin Hu opened his eyes and saw that he was currently inside a tent, with a small soldier wearing leather armor before him.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask something, suddenly a splitting headache struck, and a massive stream 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 Young Marquis also named Qin Hu, the leader of the Seven Evil Young Masters of Jingcheng!

As for this era called the Great Yu Dynasty, it simply did not exist in history.

Qin Hu's ancestors were among the Four Dukes and Twenty-Eight Marquises who founded the Great Yu; three months ago, his father fell ill and died, Qin Hu inherited the title, becoming the new Marquis of Champion.

Qin Hu had been spoiled by his parents since childhood; he loved neither studying nor practicing martial arts, indulging only in play, eating, drinking, and having fun, running rampant through Jingcheng.

When he grew up, his family wanted him to settle down, so they arranged a marriage with the eldest daughter of the Duke of Chen, named Chen Chen Ruoli, a noble young lady who was beautiful on the outside and wise within.

This Qin Hu was vicious and cruel to everyone else, yet toward this flower-like beautiful fiancée, he was obedient in every way, treating her like a treasure.

But the trouble happened precisely because of this childhood sweetheart, the Eldest Miss Chen.

According to Qin Hu's memories, on that day he brought his fiancée into the palace to pay respects to the current Princess Chang'an; since the Princess and Chen Chen Ruoli had been close since childhood, she arranged a banquet.

But later, Qin Hu drank until he blacked out, and when he woke up, he was already in the Imperial Prison of the Internal Guard; he was told that while drunk, he had flirted with the Princess and intended improper acts.

Even more bizarrely, what followed was that Chen Chen Ruoli actually submitted a memorial impeaching her fiancé Qin Hu for seventy-two illegal offenses, each and every one supported by evidence.

At that time, Qin Hu felt as if struck by five thunderbolts; he simply could not believe his ears...

The imperial edict soon arrived; considering that Qin Hu's ancestors had rendered meritorious service, the death penalty could be waived but the living punishment could not be escaped, so he was exiled to Youzhou to serve in the army, retaining his title to observe his future conduct.

But after arriving in Youzhou, he was quickly assigned to the front lines—to serve before the vanguard tent.

After these events flashed through Qin Hu's mind, he basically understood; 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 families wanted to grow stronger and bigger, but the later Qin Hu, apart from being a prodigal son, was almost good for nothing, having completely disgraced the face of the Champion Marquis Manor.

It must be known that every generation of Champion Marquises had been heroic figures, possessing incomparable influence in the military, yet precisely in this generation, a good-for-nothing who had never stepped onto a battlefield appeared.

While the Old Marquis was alive, the Duke of Chen still showed face; once the Old Marquis died, the Duke of Chen turned heartless, actually staging a scene of breaking off the engagement right in the mourning hall.

But Qin Hu deeply loved Chen Chen Ruoli and stubbornly refused to agree, while Chen Chen Ruoli had long been extremely disgusted with this evil young master.

Thus, a disaster descended upon him!

As for Princess Chang'an, it was even simpler; she was the cousin of Qin Hu's older male cousin, so as long as Qin Hu died, the huge family fortune of the Champion Marquis Manor would naturally all fall into this male cousin's hands.

These several factions, each taking what they needed, colluded together, and thus rapidly united...

Indeed, once entering a marquis's gate, the sea is deep; there really are so many people who want him dead.

"Qin An, shall we find a place to block the wind?"

Under the bright moonlight, the rough north wind carried a piercing whistle, sweeping across the empty plains, blowing the few torches flickering on and off, feeling just like countless flying knives cutting into human skin.

"We can't, Young Marquis; we'll face military justice."

Qin Hu and Qin An, shrinking their heads and hunching their feet against the wind, ran out from the camp, stepping on thick snow as they moved forward.

The frail Qin An, caught off guard, was directly flipped over by the strong wind.

Two sentries changing shifts saw them come out, exchanged sinister smiles, scooped up two handfuls of snow to extinguish the warming bonfire, and then crawled into their tent.

Damn it, even the small soldiers have been bought off; they want to freeze Laozi to death!

This was a very small-scale camp, with about twenty tents, surrounded by wagons; the outer perimeter didn't even have arranged chevaux-de-frise or antlers, and the nearby terrain was flat with no defensible positions, making it obvious they had no intention of long-term stationing.

According to Qin Hu's memories from his previous life, about two hundred people were stationed here; they were the vanguard camp of Li Qin, the General Who Conquers the North of the Yu Dynasty.

And the target of Li Qin's twenty-thousand-strong army this time was the Yu Dynasty's sworn enemy on the border, the State of Liaodong.

"Cough, cough, Young Marquis, do you think we can still make it back alive?" Qin An curled his entire body up on the snowy ground, his lips and face blue, speaking so weakly it seemed he might die at any moment.

Qin Hu sighed inwardly; Qin An was purely implicated by him, and if things continued developing like this, both of them would surely die.

Those who wanted him dead, failing to kill him in the imperial court, were now using underhanded tricks and blunt clubs in the military camp, trying to torment him to death.

But Qin Hu was absolutely not someone who would sit waiting for death; this was clearly a case of being framed, and he could not let it rest.

Life itself is an endless struggle for survival; just wait, Laozi will not only survive but will also kill my way back to Jingcheng to settle accounts with you all.

"Qin An, when we left home, how many silver notes did we bring?"

"There are no silver notes; I only have twenty taels of silver on me. The imperial edict stated that we are exiled as convicts, and our family assets are sealed."

Qin An was only sixteen this year, Qin Hu's personal book servant; he looked very frail, already unable to bear the torment, appearing as if only one breath remained in him.

Actually, Qin Hu was not much better off; these past few days, the vanguard camp marched thirty li daily, and the work they did was clearing paths when meeting mountains and building bridges when encountering water, chopping firewood and making fires, digging ditches and carrying water, and constructing camps.

And what situation would these two tender-skinned guys face staying together with several hundred burly soldiers every day?

Definitely doing the most tiring work, eating the worst food, receiving the most vicious beatings, and suffering the greatest humiliation...

Qin Hu estimated that his predecessor was probably tortured to death.

It could be considered that he got what he deserved.

It's just that this bitterness must now be borne by him; if he cannot 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 methods.

Yet saving one's life was not actually difficult; the simplest method was bribery. As the saying goes, wealth can reach the gods. Though this approach was primitive, it always worked.

But under the current circumstances, he could not possibly bribe high officials, since no one dared to associate with him. Besides, he had no money.

Thus, one person came to mind: Centurion Li Li Xiaokun.

He was currently the top leader of the Vanguard Camp. To read the latest chapter content, please download for ad-free, free reading of the latest chapter content..