Gu Ji sat in the cabin, his hair disheveled and his face filthy, without a trace of his former air as a famous scholar.
Seven or eight people were sitting in the little cabin.
These were all men once counted among the Gu family's talented and worthy.
They all looked to be in an extremely poor state of mind.
They had left Jiangdong a long time ago.
They did not even know where they had ended up.
They spent every day in fear, and had heard that some people had already killed themselves, unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere.
But they heard little news. At first, the armored guards escorting them had allowed them out from time to time to chat with others, until some people later plotted to seize the ship.
After the plot was exposed, the treatment of everyone aboard their ship had dropped several notches.
At first, they had thought those people were brave men and admired them deeply, but now, they only wanted to curse them.
If not for you, would we be suffering this badly?
You had already lost your nerve and boarded the ship back then, so why ask for trouble now and drag everyone aboard down with you?
Gu Ji said nothing, staring blankly ahead.
"Second Father."
Someone suddenly spoke.
Gu Ji looked over. The speaker was his nephew, Gu Rong.
Gu Rong stared straight at him, looking utterly haggard. "Should we have taken part in that imperial examination back then?"
Great Wei had also held an imperial examination in Wu territory, with no restrictions on status. Anyone could take the assessment.
This had actually been an opportunity for the great clans. After all, anyone who passed the assessment and formally became an official of Great Wei would certainly not have to migrate