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

After sending off those men, Sun Ying stood quietly in front of the door. The breeze blew past, blowing the corners of his clothes. His brows were slightly wrinkled, as if he was carrying endless worries. He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to spit out the depression in his chest, but it turned into a sigh in the end.

"Those people are probably from Qinglong Mountain." Sun Ying whispered to himself, his voice revealing a sense of helplessness and bitterness, "I was thinking of using their names to do something, but I didn't expect to attract them instead."

Lin Kunlun, who was standing beside him, also frowned at this moment. He pondered for a moment, then slowly spoke: "False and true, true and false, this may be a good thing. Chen Jun will definitely blame Qinglong Village for stealing his food and burning his granary."

Sun Ying nodded, with a complicated expression on his face: "This is the only way. We really can't afford to offend the people of Qinglong Mountain. I heard that they are all people who live on the edge of a knife. We are no match for them."

At this point, Sun Ying's eyes could not help but fall on his men. Although they were brave, they were still inferior to the bandits in Qinglong Village.

Lin Kunlun was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Brother Sun, the court has started to collect taxes recently, and I have to go back. If my family doesn't pay the taxes in time, I'm afraid something will happen."

Sun Ying thought for a moment and nodded, "It's better for you to go back. Chen Jun will definitely keep an eye on this place during this period. He lost so much food, and now he is mobilizing the yamen runners to investigate. But there is news that it was done by people from Qinglong Village, so those yamen runners will not take it too seriously."

At this time, all villages and towns had already begun to collect taxes. In the county town, the yamen runners visited every household and took out the only food from those poor families. When Lin Kunlun walked out of the village, he saw this scene. He looked at the sighing villagers and felt powerless. He knew that all he could do was to rush back to the village as soon as possible to see if he could do something for the villagers.

Along the way, Lin Kunlun saw many villages collecting taxes. However, it was obvious that the people in these villages could no longer pay the taxes. Their faces were full of despair and helplessness, which made Lin Kunlun feel heavy in his heart.

When he returned to Qinghe Village, many villagers had gathered under the big tree at the entrance of the village. They were talking among themselves, and their faces were full of worry and anxiety. A middle-aged man in a black gown stood in the crowd, and he was loudly urging the villagers to hand over the grain.

"Everyone, hand over the grain quickly! No one can escape the imperial grain and national tax!" The middle-aged man's voice was full of majesty and unquestionable.

Lin Kunlun guessed that this should be the village chief.

"Head, it's not that we don't want to pay the grain! It's just that you've seen what the fields are like now! We don't have any surplus grain at home, so what can we pay?" a villager said at this time!

"Mr. County Magistrate, 80% of the taxes have been exempted for you! If you can't pay 20%! I really have no way to explain! Everyone please pay as much as you can!" Since many mountain villages are in the mountains, in order to facilitate management, only two or three neighboring villages have one village head!

"Even if you kill us now, you won't be able to provide food!"

"That's right, this life is unbearable!"

The villagers echoed this, their faces filled with helplessness and despair.

"Kunlun is back! Let's hear what Kunlun has to say!" During this period, Lin Kunlun's prestige in the village has been increasing. After all, whoever has food has the right to speak.

"Yes, Kunlun is back in a carriage!" Lin Kunlun asked the person driving the carriage to send him back to leave first. Although it was just a carriage for transporting goods, it was still very remarkable in Qinghe Village.

"Kunlun, you're back just in time! The head of the village is now here to collect taxes in our village. Tell me if there is any solution to the problem!" The old village chief couldn't help but say happily when he saw Lin Kunlun.

"Old village chief! Since the imperial court has issued a notice to pay taxes! This tax must be paid!" Lin Kunlun said at this time. Of course, he knew that everyone had no food!

"This young man is right! Imperial grain and national taxes are natural and just! I don't want to make things difficult for you! Aren't we forced to pay taxes by the higher-ups? The county magistrate has given the order! If you can't pay the taxes, you will all be forced to do hard labor! Everyone knows that there is a coal mine in the county now! If you are sent to the mine, you don't know if you can get out alive! So everyone should pay as much grain as possible!" said the head of the village at this time.

"What you said makes sense, but it's not that we don't want to pay. It's that we really don't have food. Aren't you going to force us to death?" said the old village chief at this time!

"I don't care about that. If you don't hand over the grain before tomorrow, I will go directly to Xinyang and ask them to send runners to arrest you!"

The head of the village sneered and said this, then turned around and prepared to walk out.

"Wait!"

At this moment, the villagers stopped the head of the village.

"What? You want to resist me? I want to see if you dare to fight me!"

Seeing the ferocious look on the headman's face, the villagers hesitated. After all, this headman was a ruthless person!

"Head of the village! Everyone knows the current situation. Everyone is starving to death. Where can I get food for you? I can just go to the mine!" At this time, a villager said desperately. Food is so expensive now. A family has to pay dozens of kilograms of food. They can't give it up even if they are forced to death.

Lin Kunlun stood quietly in the crowd, listening to the quarrel between the villagers and the head of the village, and endless sadness surged in his heart. He knew that at this time, he had to stand up. He took a deep breath and said loudly: "Head of the village, please stay."

The village head turned around and looked at Lin Kunlun, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. Lin Kunlun walked forward, bowed to the village head, and said, "Village head, I know the importance of imperial grain and national taxes, and I understand your difficulties. However, our village really can't afford extra grain now. If you insist on forcibly collecting it, it will only make everyone more miserable."

The head of the village frowned, looked at Lin Kunlun, and said in a deep voice: "Then what do you say we should do? The county magistrate has issued a death order. If we cannot pay the tax, we will also be punished."

Lin Kunlun pondered for a moment, then said: "Head, I have a suggestion. Although our village cannot provide extra food, we can organize people to go hunting in the mountains. In this way, we can not only solve our own food problem, but also contribute some taxes to the court."

After hearing Lin Kunlun's proposal, the village head's eyes flashed with a strange look. He knew that this was indeed a feasible solution. However, he also knew the hardships and risks involved. He looked at Lin Kunlun deeply, and then said, "Okay, I'll give you three days. After three days, I want to see the food or prey you have handed over."

Lin Kunlun nodded and sent the headman away!

"Kunlun, do you really want us to go hunting in the mountains? In this drought year, I'm afraid there won't be many prey!" The old village chief looked at Lin Kunlun and asked.

"This is just a way to delay time! Going to the mountains to hunt now won't yield anything! Besides, it's too dangerous in the deep mountains! Let's delay for three days first! After all, we need to see what the other villages are like. If no one pays, we can also not pay!" Lin Kunlun thought for a while and said. What we can do now is that everyone does not pay taxes. The reason for delaying for three days is to avoid being the first to do so!

"I really don't know what to do this time! I thought the court would issue relief grain! Now it's hard to say whether we can harvest 10% of the crops in the fields!" The old village chief sighed and shook his head.

The other villagers were also very disappointed when they heard what Lin Kunlun said. At first they thought that Lin Kunlun had found another way to exchange for food.

"Kunlun! You are so capable! Can't you find a way to raise some food for everyone?" a villager asked softly at this time.

"Yes! You have food in your own house! What shall we do?"

When Lin Kunlun heard this, he realized that these people had started to make their own plans again.

"I do have two bags of food at home! But if I share them with everyone, it still won't be enough! And my food is also earned through hard work, I will never give it to everyone for no reason! Instead of doing this, why don't you think of a way to organize yourself and go to the mountains, maybe we can hunt some prey together! Even if we don't pay taxes, we can at least get something to eat!"