In the famine, others ate Guanyin soil, but he had space to build a farm.

The old village chief took out the old pipe from his pocket with shaking hands. The tobacco was long gone, replaced by leaves he picked casually, rough but with a natural fragrance. He carefully filled the pipe with leaves, and took out the shiny fire from his pocket. He blew gently, and the faint flame flickered. He took a deep breath, and the smoke lingered around his lips, seeming to take away a trace of anxiety in his heart.

"Kunlun, tell me, what is the situation outside now?" The old village chief's eyes revealed deep worry. He looked at Lin Kunlun in front of him, expecting a clear answer.

Lin Kunlun took a deep breath and began to narrate with a serious expression: "Old village chief, I went to the county town yesterday and it was in a mess. I heard that the county government sent runners to encircle and suppress the rebels in the mine, but before the battle started, the runners were scared and fled. Now the county government is forcing the rich families in the city to contribute manpower and organize a team to fight against the rebels in the mine."

After hearing this, the old village chief nodded slightly, and he already had the answer in his mind. He knew very well that those yamen runners usually lived a life of luxury and had never seen real blood and fire. Asking them to deal with the rebels in the mine was like hitting a rock with an egg.

Lin Kunlun continued, "I've heard some even worse news. The situation in the north is much more serious than we thought. Some people have occupied the mountains and become kings. There are even some powerful forces that have defeated the county government's army and called themselves the Chuang Army. I heard that they have already captured a county town. I'm afraid that the world of Da Kun is really going to change." He smiled bitterly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

The old village chief frowned, but he was a man who had experienced many hardships, and would not be easily defeated by such news. He said in a deep voice: "The Dakun Dynasty has been in operation for hundreds of years, and it is impossible for it to fall so easily. The court should send a large army to suppress it soon." He believed that the court's army had enough strength to quell this rebellion.

However, Lin Kunlun shook his head and sighed, "That being said, the court may not be able to mobilize many troops. The barbarians in the north are eyeing us covetously, tying up most of the troops. In addition, the Great Kun Dynasty has been peaceful for a long time, and corruption is rampant from the local to the military. Even if there are combat-capable border troops, they may not be able to be fully deployed. It is really unknown how many people can be spared to quell this rebellion."

After hearing this, the old village chief couldn't help but look at Lin Kunlun with new eyes. He didn't expect that this young man actually knew so much and was much more mature than before. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Kunlun, you are right. But our village is still safe. After all, it is still some distance away from the county town. Even if the rebels take over the county town, they will not easily come to this mountain village. But we still have to let the villagers be prepared and run to the mountains in case of danger."

Lin Kunlun also nodded. He knew that only the old village chief could convince the villagers. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Old village chief, the current situation is indeed very serious. But we can't blindly follow others to seek refuge with relatives, otherwise we may become refugees. Once we become refugees, we will lose our household registration and the protection of Dakun law. Moreover, the situation in the east may not be much better than here."

The old village chief sighed after hearing this. He knew that what Lin Kunlun said made sense. But he also understood that the villagers were most concerned about their livelihoods. He said helplessly, "Kunlun, you are right. But now everyone is starving to death, so who can care about these things? Some people have already planned to go to the east to seek refuge with relatives. I heard that the situation there is better. What are your plans? Do you want to go with everyone?"

Lin Kunlun shook his head firmly and said, "Old village chief, we can't follow the crowd blindly. There is chaos outside now, and no one knows what will happen in the future. We still have some food in our house, so we should hold on for a while. Moreover, once we become refugees, we will lose our autonomy. If someone rebels, we will have no choice but to follow. There are so many examples of refugees rebelling in history, aren't they because they were forced into a desperate situation?"

The old village chief was silent after hearing this. He knew that Lin Kunlun was telling the truth. But he also knew that the villagers were now cornered and they didn't have many options. He sighed and said, "Kunlun, you are right. But in this situation, we can only take it one step at a time. I hope the court can put down this rebellion as soon as possible so that we can live a stable life."

As the night deepened, the old village chief's words gradually drifted away in the breeze. He looked up at the starry sky, his eyes gleaming with determination. He knew that no matter how the outside world changed, their small mountain village must hold on.

Lin Kunlun also looked up at the starry sky, his eyes gleaming with wisdom. He knew that this rebellion was not just a simple military conflict, but also a test of survival and faith. The most important thing was that those who participated in the rebellion were people who knew that they had no hope of survival. On the contrary, these people were the most courageous. These people usually saw those yamen runners and soldiers, and they were naturally submissive. But they. Under the threat of death, they would naturally burst out with powerful fighting power.

He took a deep breath and said to the old village chief: "Old village chief, you should think about it. If we leave the village, we will probably face suppression from both the imperial court and the rebels."

The old village chief nodded after hearing this. He knew that Lin Kunlun was a responsible young man. He patted Lin Kunlun on the shoulder and said, "Kunlun, you are a good boy. As long as the villagers can stay in the village and hold on, I will not leave the village! If they really can't hold on, there is nothing we can do." The old village chief sighed and said.

"The world is so chaotic now! It's hard to guarantee that no one will come after our village! Old village chief, I think you should organize a militia! And guarantee the safety of our village!" Lin Kunlun suddenly remembered that he had been robbed on the road just now. If someone with ulterior motives came to the village, it would be difficult to resist without an armed force.

"It's no problem to organize some people! But now everyone is hungry! How can we have the energy to train! We might as well go find some wild vegetables or something like that!" The old village chief shook his head. How could he not know that it is very dangerous to protect the village without weapons. But now everyone is hungry and has no energy to train patrols.

Lin Kunlun thought about it and it was indeed true. As the saying goes, even an emperor can have hungry soldiers. He still had to find a way to get some food for everyone.