Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 343: The human heart is more poisonous than a tiger [Please subscribe, please vote for the monthly ticket, please vote for the recommendation ticket! ]

"Little girl?"

"Ah!"

Meng Fan sneered and said, "You're telling me that the person who controls the entire Khitan tribe with iron-blooded means is a little woman?"

"Shuliduo, if you want to put me off, shouldn't you find a better reason?"

Meng Fan pulled Shuliduo in front of him, and the fingers that were originally lifting her chin gently now tightly grasped her throat. Just a slight pinch and Shuliduo would be dead forever.

"Let... let go!"

Shuliduo kept slapping Meng Fan's wrists with both hands, but Meng Fan had no intention of letting go until Shuliduo desperately said "I can explain" and then Meng Fan let her go.

"Speak now, you only have one chance!"

"Don't tell me that you can't control the ministers. With your ambition and means, it's easy to kill them."

"What is your real purpose?"

Meng Fan's eyes were icy cold, the kind that could freeze a person into an ice cube. At the same time, they were filled with murderous intent, as if he was going to take action at the next moment and wipe out Shulido.

He knew too well the ambition of this "pearl" on the grassland, and such a woman was like a poisonous scorpion in the dark, and you never know when she will cause trouble for you.

Although Meng Fan's strength could completely resolve it, he was more accustomed to eliminating danger in the bud.

Zhuge Qing had said before that the Khitan tribe's actions must have some hidden meaning, but Meng Fan was too lazy to play around with all that, so he went straight to Shulido as soon as he arrived at the grassland.

If Shuliduo doesn't give a satisfactory answer, he will kill someone!
Unexpectedly, after being released by Meng Fan, Shulido just rubbed her snow-white and tender neck, on which there was a bright red palm print left by Meng Fan, which was just caused by the pinching.

Then, she slowly took off her veil, let her hair down, and knelt respectfully in front of Meng Fan.

Meng Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and frowned, "What do you mean?"

Shuliduo's face turned red, and she didn't know what she was thinking about, but she suppressed it, gritted her teeth, and suddenly asked: "May I ask Your Highness, after resolving the chaos in the Central Plains, will you turn your troops against us Khitan?"

Meng Fan turned around and sat on the bed. He sneered and looked at Shuliduo and said, "It depends on the performance of you Khitans!"

Shuliduo smiled bitterly: "I am afraid that even if I, the Khitan, obey the command, I will still be destroyed in the end, right?"

Meng Fan stared at the other person coldly. After a long while, he chuckled and said, "You are smart and you can see clearly."

"There is an old saying in the Central Plains, 'How can I allow someone to sleep soundly beside my bed? Especially when the one sleeping is a wolf cub like you who can never be tamed.'"

"Wolves are wolves after all. They drink blood and eat meat. I don't have the time or patience to train you like dogs!"

Although Meng Fan's words were full of insults, Shulido had to endure it silently, even though she wanted to kill him in her heart.

Meng Fan seemed to have seen through her thoughts and deliberately said, "Of course, you can also try to mobilize all the current Khitan troops to see if you can kill His Highness."

"Also, I can tell you that I came to the grassland alone!"

I have to say, Shulido was actually moved for a moment, but she immediately threw the idea out of her mind.

As a woman, and a smart one at that, she knew very well that since Meng Fan dared to come to the Khitan tribe, he must have something to rely on.

Who knows, the other party might be expecting her to take action so that they would have a reason to massacre all the Khitans!

Shulido would never forget that the person sitting in front of him was a real god of death.

Shuliduo forced a smile on his face and said, "Your Highness, you are too kind. How dare I, the Khitan, have such thoughts?"

Meng Fan had a playful expression on his face: "I don't have that intention. Your Khitan cavalry just stayed less than a hundred miles away from the border of Qi State. Do you think I believe it?"

"Okay, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense now."

As he spoke, Meng Fan was about to stand up, his eyes became colder and a bloody red light flashed across them.

Seeing Meng Fan's expression about to change, Shuliduo immediately bowed and said, "Your Highness, please calm down."

"Calm down?"

"How can I calm down?"

"I am very angry right now!"

Meng Fan walked up to Shuliduo and said condescendingly: "At this critical moment when my Highness is attacking the Central Plains, you are looking for trouble for me. In my opinion, there is no need to keep these Khitans!"

Just when Meng Fan was about to leave.

"and many more!"

Shuliduo gave a delicate cry, and finally revealed the truth: "I gave my tacit consent for the troops to be stationed on the border!"

Meng Fan turned around and asked in confusion: "You wouldn't do such a stupid thing, would you?"

Shuliduo let out a long breath and said, "I know that Your Highness is domineering and decisive. Upon hearing this news, he will definitely send troops here, and may even repeat what happened in Mobei that day."

Meng Fan narrowed his eyes. For a moment, he could not see through this woman. He could not help asking, "You still do this even though you know this? I am curious about what you are thinking."

Shuliduo had a resentful expression on his face and said, "My original plan was to use your highness's troops to wipe out those disobedient officials under my command."

"Then I will submit to Your Highness and try my best to satisfy any request Your Highness has for the Khitans. However, I never thought that Your Highness would come here in person."

"In my opinion, the battle in Central Plains is what Your Highness really cares about, so it shouldn't be that serious..."

"It's not necessary for me to go there myself, right?"

"Or do you think my subordinates are easier to fool than me?"

Meng Fan sneered when he heard this and said, "Killing someone with a borrowed knife is a good strategy, but you actually want to use me as a pawn?"

"Let me tell you the rest!"

"Those ministers who rebelled against you should have supported Yelu Yaoguang's ascension to the throne, right?"

"After all, the hen crows at dawn. Whether in the Central Plains or in your Khitan, when women are in power, how can the men who are inferior to them submit?"

"What you want is an obedient second son, an obedient Khitan Grand Marshal. You don't want your rights to be threatened in any way."

"So, you deliberately indulged those ministers who had second thoughts about you, hoping to use my hand to clean up the Khitan people. At the same time, you also showed your loyalty to me and let me trust you."

"Kill two birds with one stone. Good plan."

After hearing this, Shuliduo's heart skipped a beat and she couldn't help but smile bitterly, because Meng Fan had seen through all her plans.

After she came to power, even though she led the Khitan to become strong again and conquered such a large territory, she was still constantly criticized by ministers because of her identity as a woman. Moreover, her son Yelu Yaoguang gradually became an adult, and many ministers turned to her, and some ministers even challenged her openly and vowed to avenge the blood feud.

The current Khitan is not the Khitan in the original novel who had just died of Yelu Abaoji. These newly promoted ministers were promoted because of their military merits during the war, and they also survived by chance under Meng Fan's iron hoof.

To describe him in one sentence, he is a proud and brave general, and a proud and brave general with a blood feud.

As the Khitan Grand Marshal and prince, Yelu Yaoguang and other ministers who had made their fortunes through military exploits in expanding territory naturally sided with him. Whether in terms of orthodoxy or achievements in conquering territory, they were on par with her, the Khitan queen, and even slightly surpassed her.

If it weren't for the fact that she held the title of "mother" and Yelu Yaoguang was very upright and unwilling to fight with her, I'm afraid the Khitan would have been divided into two halves long ago.

Shuliduo can still barely keep the Khitan court under control today, but it is still unclear who will win in a few years.

And on the other hand.

Shulido knew too well about the man in front of her, and knew what kind of magical methods he possessed!
Rather than waiting for those ministers to jump out and offend the future emperor of the Central Plains, making him angry and leading to the destruction of the Khitan tribe, it is better to take action first and purge the internal disloyalty, which is the long-term strategy.

Even so, be a real "house dog" that wags its tail and begs for mercy!
However, the moment Meng Fan arrived in person, all of Shuliduo's plans were shattered. Her little thoughts could not be hidden from Meng Fan at all.

"You are very good, very good!"

Although Meng Fan was smiling, he gave people a feeling that the air was stagnant.

"Shulido, you are dangerous!"

"And what I hate most, Your Highness, is danger!"

Watching Meng Fan approaching step by step, under the threat to her life, Shuliduo's body began to tremble slightly. She looked at the murderous intent in Meng Fan's eyes and was absolutely certain that the man in front of her really wanted to kill her.

Faced with such a dangerous situation, Shuliduo's mind raced. Just as Meng Fan's palm was about to touch her forehead, she thought of the idea that had made her face turn red.

Shuliduo closed his eyes and shouted, "Your Highness, wait a minute!"

Meng Fan frowned: "What else do you want to say?"

It can be said that Meng Fan’s limited patience is almost exhausted.

Under Meng Fan's gaze, Shuliduo took off the fur coat covering her, folded it and put it aside, leaving only a thin set of clothes.

It is like a fragrant rose orchid, with an intoxicating aroma; it is also like a bottle of fine grape wine that has been brewed for many years, with an enticing taste.

But to Meng Fan, it felt more like a poppy flower full of danger. The brighter it was, the more dangerous it was.

"What are you doing?"

Meng Fan raised his eyebrows, without any hesitation in his eyes, he just frowned.

Shuliduo let out a long sigh and said, "I want a guarantee for my mother and me!"

"Promise? What promise?"

"I heard that not long ago, His Highness took two concubines into the palace, and they were from Raojiang?"

Meng Fan nodded and did not deny it: "Yes, you are well-informed."

"Then I wonder if Khitan can be the same as Raojiang?"

"I, the Khitan, am willing to submit to Your Highness!"

Shuliduo was seen with her hands crossed in front of her forehead, bowing her head, and in the middle of her body, under her thin inner garment, an unfathomable ravine was revealed.

"Same as Rao Jiang?"

Meng Fan raised his lips, then lifted Shuliduo's face with his fingers, and said jokingly: "Just you? I have to say that this face is also exquisite, but His Highness has no interest in you."

Having said that, in fact, Shuliduo's elegant and noble face, coupled with her identity as the Khitan queen, is still quite attractive.

But who is Meng Fan?
He is a very serious person, he has received a good quality education in modern times, he lives under the ** and grows up in the spring breeze.

Although he has a dark mind, likes to exploit his employees, has a murderous heart, likes to play tricks on people, and likes Confucius's saying about eating **…

Well, no matter what, Meng Fan still has a very positive outlook.

Shuliduo felt the warmth on her cheeks and her face turned red. Then she said, "Then I would like to ask my daughter Yelu Zhiwu to come to the palace to serve His Highness. Is that okay?"

"The high priest of your Khitan tribe?"

Meng Fan chuckled and said, "You are willing to do so!"

Shuliduo sighed inwardly, what if he was reluctant? The situation was stronger than the people, and the Khitans nowadays were no match for him at all. What should he do if he didn't marry the princess? Was he really going to sit back and watch the Khitans perish?
Originally, she was planning to feed the tiger with her own body. After all, some concepts on the grassland are different from those in the Central Plains and are not so particular.

On the grassland, women are like commodities and can even be traded, like a resource.

The two most famous "pearls" on the grassland, besides Shuliduo, are her daughter Yelu Zhiwu. If you have to choose between them, it's either her or Yelu Zhiwu.

In order to continue the Khitan, Yelu Zhiwu can only be sacrificed now. I think she will not blame herself, right?
I have to say that Shuliduo is indeed cruel. In the eyes of this woman who only cares about power, anyone can be sacrificed and anyone can be used as a bargaining chip for transactions.

Just like what happened to Wu Zetian back then, even a tiger wouldn’t eat its own cubs, but sometimes human hearts can be more vicious than a tiger!
Meng Fan had long seen through Shuliduo's true nature. He was cruel not only to others but also to himself. Otherwise, in the original novel, when Yelu Abaoji was buried, he would not have first silenced the court and the public to bury meritorious officials with him, and then cut off his own right hand, and made a great ambition to march south. By using both kindness and force, he monopolized the military and political power of Mobei.

But what happened to Shulido has nothing to do with Meng Fan. He just needs a suitable knife now!

A sword that conquers all foreign lands except the Central Plains, wielding the whip of God, marches into the foreign lands.

The Khitan, as a nomadic people, were just the right people to make this sword. However, in order for the sword to not hurt itself, it still had to cut off its future "hope".

It's equivalent to castrating the wolf!

Meng Fan smiled and said, "Yelü Zhiwu can enter the palace, but in order to make me feel more at ease, it would be better for Yelü Yaoguang to die."

Shuliduo immediately raised her head, her pupils shrank involuntarily, and she looked at Meng Fan with wide eyes.

Meng Fan smiled and said, "Why, you don't want to?"

Shuliduo narrowed her eyes: "That's my son!"

"So what if it's your son?"

"I don't need to say more about how Yelu Abaoji died. How could you do that?" Meng Fan said with certainty.

"Besides, I was just helping you. Didn't you think I didn't know that you were ambushing people around Yelu Yaoguang?"

Meng Fan looked at Shuliduo, whose expression was uncertain, and said with a smile: "The night is very beautiful tonight, suitable for killing people!"

(End of this chapter)