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The sun was still blazing in the sky, and the fleeing humans looked as small as ants looking for food.

The steam rising in the air seemed to distort the space, making this picture of human escape a little illusory, like a dream.

An ancient city loomed, standing to their southwest.

He looked at the city in the distance, and his heart was moved. In the plot memory, they just passed by the city and saw that the gates were closed and they couldn't go in, so they left here and continued to go north.

This city was just one of the many cities they passed by on their way to escape.

For him, it didn't matter whether he lived in the city or continued to flee famine, but with such a large family, it would be better to have a place to settle down.

He searched the memory in his mind and felt that this city was quite suitable for living.

He looked up at the sun and calculated the time. It was noon, the hottest time of the day.

He stopped and suggested: "Mom and Dad, let's find a shady place to rest."

Father Lin responded directly: "Okay, let's go over there and sit for a while." Father Lin pointed to a few big trees not far away.

The leaves and bark had been taken down as food, leaving only the bare trunks. If you get close, you can still smell the faint fragrance of the trees.

Although there are no leaves, the thick trunks can at least block the sunlight.

I'm afraid that in some areas with serious disasters, people have already eaten white meat and exchanged their children for cannibalism.

He looked around and saw some people eating bark and leaves, and even some people eating Guanyin soil.

His family was in a slightly better situation. They had stockpiled a lot of vegetable steamed buns in advance, but they had to avoid other disaster victims to avoid being hated.

Mother Lin secretly handed him a vegetable steamed bun and whispered, "Son, eat a vegetable steamed bun to replenish your energy. The journey is still long."

He was very full now, so he declined, "Mom, give it to my nephews and nieces. They are still young and growing up. I am not hungry now."

"It's okay. They all have food. Just take it." Mother Lin put it in his arms without saying anything.

Mother Lin and Second Sister Lin looked at each other and persuaded together, "Fourth brother, you eat it. Don't worry about the children. You are the hope of our family."

Lin Zixuan looked at his nephews and nieces helplessly. They looked at the vegetable steamed buns eagerly. They were skinny and pitiful.

He simply broke the vegetable steamed bun in his hand into several pieces and stuffed them into their hands.

The eldest and second sisters-in-law looked at each other and couldn't help but say with emotion: "Third brother is still the best."

Lin Zixuan stood up and said solemnly: "Dad and Mom, it's not a good idea for us to keep walking north like this."

He paused, saw the puzzled look of his family, and continued: "If the current situation changes, it will not be conducive to our subsequent escape plan. I will go to that city to inquire about the current situation, so as to provide reference for our subsequent escape."

Lin's mother heard it and said worriedly: "Son, it's not safe for you to go there alone. Let your eldest brother accompany you. You two can take care of each other."

When eldest brother Lin heard his mother's words, he was about to pull him up and walk towards the city. He hurriedly explained: "Mom, it's okay. Some things are more convenient to do alone."

"And eldest brother has taken so many things. Let him rest here for a while. I'll be back soon."

Father and mother Lin looked at each other: "Okay, then you must pay attention to safety."

Lin Zixuan walked quickly towards the city after hearing it. With his speed, he arrived at the gate of the city in less than a quarter of an hour.

The walls of this city are made of blue bricks, with gray glutinous rice mortar used as adhesive. There are countless scars on them, and a trace of dark red blood can be seen faintly. There is a huge plaque on the tower with three big characters "Guangling City" engraved on it, full of the vicissitudes of history.

Guangling City is hundreds of kilometers away from their hometown, and there is still a long distance from Liaodong.

There are bustling crowds at the gate of the city. Many refugees gather at the gate to request to enter the city, but the gate is always closed.

There are fertile fields not far away, with green seedlings in the fields. Soldiers holding weapons guard each field to protect the safety of the seedlings.

A piece of open space was enclosed by wooden stakes in front of the city gate, and soldiers surrounded it. It turned out that the rich people in the city were buying people.

In this year when human life is worth less than grass

In the past, being sold to a wealthy family was a good decision. At least she would not starve to death and could have a full meal.

He saw many little girls asking to be sold, so that their families could get some food or money, and they could survive in a wealthy family.

But this separation might be a farewell forever.

Life is hard, and only self-help can save it.

He secretly gave the guard two taels of silver, and was then let into the city.

As soon as he entered the city, he found that the city was in good order, and the faces of the people were all smiling. It seemed that the people here lived a good life.

He vaguely saw traces of fighting on the walls of the streets, and he must have experienced a turmoil not long ago.

The price of food in the city was very high. The cheapest millet cost one hundred coins per bucket. You should know that it only cost ten coins per bucket before the famine, which was ten times the usual price.

And an ordinary farmer could only earn four or five taels of silver a year at most, and could only live a good life by being frugal.

In this famine, grain that cost one hundred coins per bushel did not seem expensive. In some places, the price of grain could increase by dozens or even a hundred times.

After some inquiries, he found out that the city had been occupied by a group of rebels.

Most of the rebels used the name of rebellion, but they were actually bandits, burning, killing, looting, and committing all kinds of evil.

He searched for the situation of this group of rebels in his memory. The space was not long, just a brief introduction, but after two phases of verification, he also knew the situation of this group of rebels.

The leader of this group of rebels was not a cruel person, and he never made things difficult for the people. He took good care of the people, and the people under his rule were also very grateful to him.

"It seems that this group of rebels is a team that really cares about the people." Lin Zixuan thought secretly.

But there is one bad thing. This leader is particularly disgusted with merchants. He believes that merchants do not work and can obtain a lot of wealth by buying and selling. It is an exploitation of ordinary people and a cancer of society.

He regarded these merchants as backup money bags, and often raided their assets to replenish his army's granary when he had no money or food.

In this ancient context of emphasizing agriculture and suppressing commerce, it is not surprising to have such a cognition. What he did won the support of the people and the resentment of the merchants, which laid hidden dangers for the future.

A few years later, when the hero led the army to clean up the rebellion, the oppressed merchants in Guangling City chose to surrender voluntarily, secretly told the hero all the situations in the city, and cooperated inside and outside to open the closed city gates, and were finally easily annihilated by the hero's army.

Suddenly a man in marching clothes walked up to him and asked in confusion: "Are you Brother Zixuan?"