The journey of the only child of a peasant family to take the imperial examination

Everyone was a kind person and no one cared about these things. After all, they could just walk together as companions. The most unkind Ma and Shen had a good relationship, so they didn't say anything sarcastic.

Everyone left the city safely.

Weapons could not be exposed, even rusty old weapons were placed under the straw of the cart.

A little further south of Yuezhou is Dongting Lake. Walking south along Dongting Lake, you can see the Xiangjiang River. You can take a boat from the Xiangjiang River to Yichun. After arriving in Yichun, walk east all the way to Lin'an.

This was the route Lin Junhui took to Lin'an.

Now that everyone has a destination and direction, they feel more at ease instead of wandering around like headless flies.

Zhang instructed everyone to collect any edible wild vegetables and fruits they saw along the way, as they might come in handy. The children loved doing this and ran around the car to help look for them.

The first day of the escape went smoothly. We walked about sixty miles and found a dilapidated temple before dark. We could vaguely see the plaque on the temple door saying "Dongting Temple". The temple was full of cobwebs and it was obvious that there had been no incense burning there for a long time.

Zhang had experience in escaping famine, so he bowed to the main seat of worship before sitting down. He instructed Zhang Ping'an to sprinkle a circle of realgar powder around the statue, and everyone would sleep behind the statue later.

"Mom, why do we have to sleep in the back? Isn't there a big space in this temple?" Ma asked in confusion.

"We are not the only group of people fleeing now. What if someone sleeps in this dilapidated temple and has bad intentions? If we sleep behind the statue, at least we can have some time to relax if something happens," said Zhang.

"How can it be such a coincidence?" Ma muttered.

Everyone had dry food on them, water in their bamboo tubes, and they were dressed fairly warmly, so they didn't make a fire and slept in their clothes behind the statue.

There are currently six young and middle-aged men over the age of fifteen in the team. There are six from Liu the Butcher's family, three from Erya's mother-in-law's family, only one from Sanya's family, two from Jinbao's family, two from Xu Xiaojiu's family, and eight from Zhang Ping'an's family. It is very convenient to arrange the night shifts.

Considering that this time was different from the previous ones and there were no mule carts to pull the night watchmen so that they could catch up on their sleep during the day, Zhang Ping'an only arranged four people every night, two in the first half of the night and two in the second half.

This will allow everyone to get the most rest while ensuring safety.

The good ones didn't work, but the bad ones did. At nightfall, someone actually came to stay overnight in the dilapidated temple.

Brother Liu was very alert this time. When he faintly heard the sound of horse hooves, he quietly woke everyone up. Zhang told everyone not to make any noise. Several female relatives reached out to cover the mouths of the younger children in fear.

Everyone huddled behind the statue, holding their breath, and several men secretly clenched the long swords at their sides.

In this day and age, anyone who can afford a horse is not an ordinary person, let alone someone who dares to travel under the stars and the moon after dark. He is truly skilled and daring!

Zhang Ping'an saw through the gap that there were six people entering the dilapidated temple. One of them was dressed in luxurious clothes and should be the leader. The other five were obviously followers. They were dressed in navy blue clothes and obviously knew kung fu.

After they found a place to sit in the dilapidated temple, one of the followers gathered some dry straw to start a fire and said, "Sir, please bear with me for tonight."

The man in fancy clothes replied calmly, "No problem. Special times call for special treatment. Shi Jia, go behind the statue and see who is destined to stay with us in this dilapidated temple tonight."

The man who was called Shi Jia had already heard that there were many people behind the statue in the dilapidated temple. Their breathing was so heavy that he didn't need to listen carefully. It was obvious that there were old and young people, and they didn't know martial arts, so they didn't pose any threat.

He still responded respectfully, "Yes, sir!"

After saying this, he walked towards the back of the statue.

The people behind the statue were heartbroken when they heard this. Although Zhang Ping'an felt that the other party had no ill intentions, he could not take any risks. He signaled his brother-in-law with his eyes to be ready.