The whole family travels through the book, the plot is broken but the characters are not

Han Qingyun came in at this time. Hearing that Han Dongchen was not in danger of his life, Han Qingyun felt relieved.

Then he said to Han Qingshan very seriously: "Brother, go back to Fengye Village now and find the village chief."

When Han Qingshan drove the mule cart on the night road back to Fengye Village, he was so exhausted that he could not even cry.

What a life he had been living these days. First, his daughter hit her head and fell into a coma. After she finally woke up, they began to worry about her survival.

After the family business was divided, I finally stopped worrying about starving to death, but then something happened to my eldest son again.

The eldest son had just escaped from danger when his second brother said that Prince Lin was going to attack Wuping County and asked him to quickly notify the villagers to prepare for escape.

God doesn’t give us a way to survive!

When Han Qingshan arrived at Fengye Village, it was already late at night and everyone in the village was asleep.

Han Qingshan parked the car in front of the village chief's house. His legs were shaking when he got out of the car. He fell out of the car several times along the way.

He walked tremblingly to the door, knocked on it with all his might, and shouted loudly: "Uncle Village Chief, open the door quickly..."

Han Hongzhi was sleeping soundly when he suddenly heard a thunderous knock on the door and a loud voice like a broken gong. Frightened, he sat up abruptly.

After hearing clearly that it was Han Qingshan's voice, Han Hongzhi put on his clothes and picked up the broom at the door. If this brat didn't have a reasonable explanation, he would beat him to death.

Several families in the surrounding area also started cursing, and when they went out of the yard, they saw Han Qingshan still knocking on the village chief's door.

Some hot-tempered villagers started cursing, "Han Qingshan, are you dead, your father or your son? You're disturbing me in the middle of the night."

As soon as he finished cursing, he remembered that Han Qingshan was indeed dead, and it seemed that his son was also going to die. He slapped himself in the face and stopped talking.

When Han Hongzhi opened the door, Han Qingshan's hand knocked on the door and hit Han Hongzhi's chest. Han Hongzhi was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Doesn't this bastard know how strong he is?

When he saw Han Hongzhi, Han Qingshan's extremely nervous mood all the way erupted at once.

He trembled and cried, which made Han Hongzhi and the surrounding villagers sad. It seemed that Han Dongchen was really gone...

Before they could finish expressing their feelings, the villagers heard a piece of news that broke their hearts.

Han Hongzhi no longer cared about his chest which was hurting from being slapped, and grabbed Han Qingshan's collar.

"Are you serious? Qingyun really said that?"

"My second brother said so. He also said that he mentioned it to the village chief a few days ago, asking everyone to harvest the grain as soon as possible."

"He mentioned it? When did he…"

Han Hongzhi suddenly remembered that Han Qingyun had indeed told him that Anling Prefecture was not very stable and asked the villagers to collect the grain as soon as possible.

But how could he hear it at that time? There was no evidence. No one would harvest the grain in advance just because of a rumor.

Han Hongzhi was no longer sleepy. He rushed into the house, pulled out an iron pot from the kitchen, picked up a rolling pin and rushed out of the yard, hitting the bottom of the pot with the rolling pin as he ran.

While knocking, he shouted: "Everyone get up, everyone get up, something big has happened, everyone gather in the threshing ground now..."

Fengye Village is not big, with dozens of families living together. Han Hongzhi shouted and knocked, and the whole village woke up. The lights in every household were lit, and soon the threshing ground was full of people.

Han Hongzhi stood in the middle of the threshing floor with a rolling pin in his hand, his lips trembling as he watched the villagers who kept clamoring and asking what had happened.

"Stop arguing! Listen to me. The day before yesterday, Qingyun came to see me and said things had been a bit unstable lately. He asked me to inform everyone to collect food as soon as possible, but I ignored him. Unexpectedly, he sent Qingshan back today, saying that Prince Lin's army is now stationed at the border of Anling Prefecture and is planning to attack Wuping County. He told everyone to pack up and flee."

There was another commotion in the crowd.

"Village chief, you can't talk nonsense about this. Prince Lin is in Jiyang. We are still separated from Jiyang by Pingyao Prefecture and Anling Prefecture. If Prince Lin really wants to attack, he will definitely attack Pingyao Prefecture first."

"Yes, Village Chief, if Prince Lin really rebelled, with so many troops passing through Pingyao Prefecture and Anling Prefecture, news would have spread long ago."

"That's right, I haven't heard anything at all. Don't believe everything you hear. Village chief, please let everyone go home and sleep. I have something to do at home tomorrow and I have to get up early."

Han Hongzhi was given a headache by the noise.

"You know nothing, a bunch of peasants. Do you know more, or does Qingyun, the scholar, know more? This news was obtained by a classmate of Qingyun's who spent five hundred taels to find out. Do you think the rich people in the city are as stupid as you, who only know how to work in the fields every day to make a living?"

Some of the older villagers began to panic. They had heard of princes and grandchildren fighting fiercely for chairs before, but when these big shots fought, it was the ants like them who suffered.

A few years ago, the current emperor's grandfather, Emperor Yongle, ascended the throne by killing the then Crown Prince Mingyi. It is said that the capital was flooded with blood at that time...

The women became even more panicked. Some of the timid women had already started crying, but were scolded by their husbands next to them. They quickly covered their mouths and sobbed softly.

Grandma Wu saw Chen and Lu Yanyan standing at the outermost corner and quickly ran over to ask, "Is this the reason your family harvested the crops early? You knew about this a long time ago, right?"

Chen quickly waved her hand. "Qingyun was worried before, and we have a lot of land, so we feel at ease after harvesting it early. He also mentioned this to the village chief, but he wasn't sure at the time. As soon as he got the confirmation, he informed everyone. Yanyan and I are just like everyone else; we don't know anything at all."

Chen was afraid that if she said yes directly, the villagers would definitely blame them for not saying it earlier.

Grandma Wu became even more frightened. She shouted, "Village Chief, did Qingyun say when Prince Lin would arrive? Also, if we want to escape, where should we go?"

The more we flee, the harder it becomes. Although we are not rich in Fengye Village, we can still fill our stomachs and have a roof over our heads. Once we leave Fengye Village, no matter where we go, we will have no home.

Han Hongzhi was also unsure. He looked at Han Qingshan: "Qingshan, did Qingyun tell us where to go?"

Han Qingshan shook his head: "My second brother didn't say anything. He just told us to pack up as soon as possible and let the village chief inform everyone..."

Han Hongzhi looked at everyone and sighed, "The Jiyang Army is brave and good at fighting. Wuping County will definitely not be able to hold on. Everyone should pack up and escape as soon as possible. As for where to escape to, we can discuss it together when Qingyun returns."

The crowd was noisy and talking again, but soon calmed down again.

Some people didn't even have time to rest. They went home to find a torch and went to the fields to harvest.

Some people also felt that everyone was making a big deal out of nothing. They felt that Prince Lin was not stupid. Why would he travel so far to attack a small Wuping County? Instead of worrying about nothing here, he might as well go home and get some sleep.

Some people are still waiting and want to wait until they meet Han Qingyun.

Seeing that the crowd had finally dispersed, Zhao He and Zhou Taohua hurried towards Han Qingshan. Han Qingshan saw their anxious expressions and tried hard to force a smile.

"Dongchen is fine, don't worry."

After thinking for a while, Han Qingshan looked at Zhou Taohua again and said, "Dongchen's arm isn't doing well."

Zhao He and Zhou Taohua had just felt relieved when they heard that Han Dongchen was fine, but they were worried again because of the sentence "his arm is not in good condition".

Thinking of Han Dongchen's drooping left arm, the two guessed what was going on.

"It's good to be alive, but it's hard for Taohua." Zhao He hugged the crumbling Zhou Taohua.

Because he was worried about his nephew and two sons, Zhao Chun did not return to Zhaojia Village today, but stayed at his sister Zhao He's house waiting for news.

At this moment, he followed behind Zhao He and the other two. Looking at the sad two, he wanted to comfort them but didn't know what to say. He could only ask Han Qingshan with mixed feelings: "Where are Xingye and Xingwu? The two of them..."

Zhao Chun wanted to ask whether his two sons’ injuries were serious, but he didn’t say the words when they came to his lips.

Han Qingshan guessed his thoughts and replied, "Both of their wounds have been treated with medicine, and the doctor said they're not serious. My second brother said he has something else to do tomorrow, so he asked them to stay in the clinic for another day to change the medicine and then come back to look after Dongchen."

Zhao Xingye and Zhao Xingwu originally wanted to go back with Han Qingshan, but Han Qingyun took a cold look at their wounds that were still bleeding, and they dared not say anything.