Usurping the Mongols: My Father-in-Law is Genghis Khan

All the Mongolian high-ranking officials present were enraged!

Because what was on that high-raised carriage was not a gift at all? It was clearly Temujin's brother-in-law—Prince Consort Anchen's corpse!

Not only that, Anchen's corpse had been emptied of its internal organs and pickled with lime to prevent decay, just like the Mongolians' ancestor, Ambagai Khan, and nailed onto a wooden donkey!

After the black curtain was lifted, Anchen's miserable and bizarre death method pierced the eyes and hearts of all the Mongolians present like an awl!

"Prince Consort Anchen!"

"You killed Prince Consort Anchen!"

"Golden dogs, you are courting death!"

"Kill him! Kill them!"

… …

Upon seeing this, the Mongolian generals' eyes turned red, and they let out raw, angry roars.

Was this a gift?

This was a blatant humiliation!

The damned Golden Dogs actually captured Prince Consort Anchen and sent him over nailed to a wooden donkey, just like the Mongolians' ancestor, Ambagai Khan!

This was the most profound humiliation to all Mongolians!

Even Zhao Shuo felt a surge of anger welling up from the bottom of his heart.

However, while all the Mongolian nobles were furious, they also felt a strong sense of disbelief in their hearts.

How could this Jin envoy have the audacity to humiliate the Mongolians like this? What was he relying on? Was he tired of living!

… …

In fact, the reason why this envoy, Pusan Natan, came to Mongolia and acted in this way was purely due to a series of accidental coincidences.

The story is long, and it has to start with Anchen.

Prince Consort Anchen was Temujin's brother-in-law. After Temujin became the Great Khan of Mongolia, he obtained Temujin's hereditary grant of three thousand households and the political promise of intermarriage with the Golden Family for generations, as well as many rewards.

Anchen was born in the Hongjira tribe. The men of this tribe did not like killing. They mainly relied on the tribe's beauties marrying the heroes of the grasslands to protect themselves.

Anchen was not short of money or status. His greatest pleasure in life was to enjoy delicious food and wine and travel all over the beautiful country.

In the past ten years, he had traveled all over Mongolia, Western Xia, and even Western Liao.

Four months ago, he heard that the Jin Dynasty had magnificent mountains and rivers and many delicacies, so he concealed it from Temujin and Börte and asked the Ongud tribe to forge a Jin Dynasty passport for him and secretly went to the Jin Dynasty's capital to play.

And this time, he was really out of luck.

Because not long after he set off, Temujin made the statement that "the Jin Dynasty Emperor Wanyan Yongji is a waste."

The Jin Dynasty and Mongolia broke up just like that!

But Anchen didn't know about this, and the ordinary people of the Jin Dynasty didn't know either.

Because, in order to maintain the good situation of unity and stability in the Great Jin, the imperial court specially issued an order: it is strictly forbidden for the people to discuss the affairs of the northern border.

So, Anchen still traveled the beautiful mountains and rivers of the Jin Dynasty as usual, tasting delicacies from all over the country.

In a restaurant in Yanjing, he tasted famous dishes such as "Camel Hoof Golden Thread Broil", "Yunmen Cave Hidden Crane", and "Star Raft Floating Yuanzi", and drank a fine wine called "Jade Spring Fresh Wine Ice".

Because these dishes were so delicious and the wine had an extraordinary aftertaste, he was so happy that he ordered his servants to take out his favorite glass cup from his package to pair with the fine wine and delicacies.

This cup was the glass cup invented by Zhao Shuo not long ago.

Glass cups are ordinary in modern society, but in the 13th century, they can be said to be ingenious.

Their Great Jin Dynasty had just broken up with Mongolia. If these Mongolians appeared in the capital of Jin, wouldn't they be spies?

He immediately used this as an excuse to directly send people to arrest Anchen and his party and snatch the glass cup.

Being arrested for no reason, Anchen was also annoyed. He was also afraid of being killed and buried by a reckless youth, so he directly revealed his identity as Temujin's brother-in-law, the hereditary three thousand households of Mongolia, and Prince Consort Anchen.

Who knew that Pusan Natan was not only not afraid, but after being stunned for a while, he laughed wildly.

Then, from Pusan Natan's mouth, Anchen learned that, damn it, Mongolia and the Jin Dynasty had broken up!

His brother-in-law Temujin scolded the Jin Emperor Wanyan Yongji as a waste, and the two countries were at odds!

Anchen's face turned green after learning the situation.

He wanted to blame Temujin, but he found that he couldn't blame him at all. Who told him to sneak out without telling Temujin and come to the Jin Dynasty for tourism? It was simply speechless to ask the sky.

After thinking it through, Anchen was also open-minded and simply accepted his fate.

Anyway, he had earned enough in this life. He was originally the son of Dexuechan, the leader of the Hongjira tribe, and later his brother-in-law Temujin became the Great Khan of Mongolia. He had never suffered in this life. He had enjoyed all the delicacies, fine wines, beautiful scenery, and beautiful scenery he should have enjoyed. He thought that even if he died now, he would have no regrets. So he simply gave up and stopped talking.

It would be best if Temujin could redeem him, but if the Jin people didn't let him go, it didn't matter. Let him die. He had nothing to complain about dying because of his own willfulness and hobbies.

And after Pusan Natan learned that Anchen was a core member of the Mongolian high-level, he immediately went to report to his father, the Right Chancellor of the Jin Dynasty, Pusan Duan, in ecstasy.

Who knew that Right Chancellor Pusan Duan had just encountered a tricky problem.

His son's report made him overjoyed!

This glazed glass is a rare treasure!

If Anchen was used to threaten Temujin and obtain the manufacturing method of this glazed glass, wouldn't it be possible to get a large amount of money for Wanyan Yongji?

So he took the glazed glass to see Wanyan Yongji overnight.

When Emperor Wanyan Yongji saw the beautiful glass cup, he was also shocked.

He estimated that if he could do this business exclusively, the annual profit could reach millions of taels of silver.

With this money, was he still afraid of not having money to enjoy?

So he immediately decided to let Pusan Duan go to torture Anchen and threaten Temujin to hand over the manufacturing method of the glazed glass.

After obtaining Wanyan Yongji's approval, Pusan Duan confidently went back to torture Anchen, wanting Anchen to write a letter to Temujin to facilitate his extortion of the workshop technology.

However, after learning that the Jin people actually wanted to use him to threaten Temujin, how could Anchen cooperate?

He liked to enjoy himself, but his bones were not soft.

Now that Mongolia and the Jin Dynasty had broken up, if he succumbed at this time, wouldn't he become a traitor to Mongolia? What face would he have to see his sister?

Rather than that, it would be better to die.

In order to avoid humiliation and torture, Anchen was really tough and directly bit his tongue and committed suicide.

Breaking the tongue will not kill you. However, the gushing blood from the broken tongue will quickly block the trachea. With the medical level of this era, it is impossible to cure it.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Anchen died.

Anchen's death also panicked Pusan Duan. He didn't expect the Mongolian emperor's uncle to have such hard bones. He quickly went to the palace again to see Wanyan Yongji.

After hearing the news, Wanyan Yongji cursed Pusan Duan as a waste, saying that he could ruin such a good opportunity.

Just as he was scolding Pusan Duan, the Great Jin Pillar Wanyan Kuang spoke.

He made a suggestion.

He said, didn't we nail Temujin's ancestor Ambagai Khan alive to a wooden donkey back then? Now, why don't we nail Prince Consort Anchen's body to a wooden donkey and send it to Temujin!

We must not only force Temujin to submit to the Jin Dynasty and pay tribute again! Moreover, we want him to offer all the technology, such as white wine, white salt, perfume, and sheepskin robes. And the technology of this precious vessel, we want it all.

As for what to do if Mongolia doesn't agree, that's good. Force Mongolia to take the initiative to send troops!

We, Da Jin, have spent so much money to prepare for war. If the Mongolians don't come, wouldn't this money be wasted?

Wanyan Kuang's idea was simple: either force the Mongols to submit, or force them to send troops!

Ideally, the Mongols would send troops to attack the Great Wall, allowing them to make the best deployments in advance and catch the Mongols off guard.

If they waited at their leisure, they would definitely make the Mongols suffer a bloody nose under the fortified city? It was even possible to take the opportunity to eliminate the Mongols!

Wanyan Yongji was immediately tempted upon hearing this.

These two outcomes, regardless of which one, were beneficial and harmless to him.

Either he would obtain a large amount of money to enjoy, or he would obtain great military merit for defeating the Mongols, becoming one of the most outstanding generals in the Great Jin Dynasty in nearly a hundred years.

Wanyan Yongji immediately made a decision and agreed to Wanyan Kuang's suggestion.

Subsequently, Wanyan Kuang suggested that Pu San Duan's son, Pu San Natan, be sent as an envoy to meet Temujin in Mongolia.

Anyway, this matter was caused by their father and son, so who else would solve it if they didn't?

Wanyan Yongji immediately agreed.

In Wanyan Yongji's view, Pu San Duan was just a chamber pot. Now that he had finished urinating, the chamber pot was useless. Now that the matter was caused by Pu San Duan and his son, why not let Pu San Natan go out and clean it up?

Pu San Duan, who was listening nearby, turned green with anger, but he didn't dare to refute a word.

Because he was now the target of public criticism, and once the emperor also became tired of him, he would surely die.

So what could he do? He could only obey the order and send his son, Pu San Natan, to Mongolia as an envoy.

Although there was a high probability that his good son would be dismembered by the Mongols this time.

But Pu San Natan had no choice but to go.

If the eldest son died, he still had the second son, third son, fourth son, and fifth son.

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If he died, their entire family might be slaughtered by political enemies.

So it was better to sacrifice the eldest son to save the whole family.

Thus, Pu San Natan was sent as an envoy of the Jin Kingdom, carrying An Chen's body nailed to a wooden donkey.

…

Perhaps out of inner guilt, or not wanting his son to run away on the way to the mission, Pu San Duan deceived his son, saying that envoys were not killed in wars between the two countries, so he was very safe. Moreover, Temujin had already privately yielded to the Jin Kingdom, but he just wanted to use the pressure of the Jin envoy to perfunctorily deal with the nobles under his command. He only needed to pass on a message.

Pu San Natan was a playboy with no brains, and he actually believed it.

Especially after arriving on the Mongolian grasslands, he found that the Mongolian soldiers were much shorter than the Jin Kingdom's imperial guards in Zhongdu, and the Mongolian warhorses also seemed to be not as big as the Jin people's warhorses. He became even more convinced.

In his opinion, how could these seemingly weak Mongols fight the Great Jin Kingdom?

Temujin must have already yielded privately.

Since his father had instructed him like this, then he must show the aura of the Celestial Dynasty and put the pressure in place!

So, after opening the curtain and revealing An Chen's corpse nailed to the wooden donkey, Pu San Natan looked at the excited Mongolian nobles, raised the corners of his mouth, and showed an arrogant expression.

"What are you arguing about!"

As the voices of the generals gradually lowered, Pu San Natan said with a face full of disdain: "First think about how your ancestor Ambaghai died. Then look at how your current son-in-law An Chen died! Hmph, this is the end for the Mongols who dare to oppose our Great Jin!"

"Hurry up and submit to our Great Jin!"

Hearing Pu San Natan's arrogant words, the Mongolian generals present were stunned for a moment, and then they miraculously quieted down.

The gazes they looked at Pu San Natan with changed from rage to silence, but their dark pupils were full of icy killing intent.

They didn't make a fuss because they all knew and reached a consensus—this stupid Jin dog was doomed.

And Pu San Natan nodded in satisfaction when he saw that the Mongols had quieted down. He felt that these Mongolian barbarians must be afraid of their Great Jin Kingdom.

He paused, as if remembering something, and said: "By the way, which one of you is that Mongolian son-in-law, Zhao Shuo?"

"…"

The Mongolian nobles present twitched their mouths and looked at Zhao Shuo, who was standing next to Temujin and Hua Zheng, who was holding Little Zhao He.

Hearing his name being called, Zhao Shuo smiled angrily. His eyes were stern, and he stood up and said, "I am Zhao Shuo. What do you want to say?"

Pu San Natan looked at Zhao Shuo with a slightly surprised look.

Because Zhao Shuo's height was indeed outstanding, and his appearance was much more heroic than the surrounding Mongols. He looked like he had something.

"So you are the Mongolian son-in-law who invented many novel things!"

Pu San Natan looked Zhao Shuo up and down a few times and said, "I heard that Temujin gave your son the surname Borjigin, which is too stingy. If you are willing to hand over all the technology of your workshops, our Great Jin can give you and your son the surname Wanyan. Let you and your son enjoy the glory of the national surname of the Celestial Dynasty."

"…"

As soon as these words came out, the scene became even quieter.

The Mongolian generals looked at Pu San Natan with shock in their anger.

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And Pu San Natan paused, enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention. He seemed to be complacent in his heart, and then sneered: "Of course, if you don't listen, our Iron Float will step all over the grassland. You, Zhao Shuo, will also be nailed to a wooden donkey like Khan Ambaghai and son-in-law An Chen!"

"…"

The Mongolian nobles were unbelievable, some opened their mouths slightly, and some twitched their faces. No one spoke, dead silence!

"Clang!"

The sound of a dagger being unsheathed sounded.

It was Hua Zheng!

She was trembling with anger.

This Jin envoy first insulted her husband, then insulted herself, and finally threatened to kill her most beloved son!

Even if this Jin envoy threatened her and Zhao Shuo, she could endure it and wait for her father Temujin's order.

But her son was Hua Zheng's bottom line!

He dared to threaten and curse her only son, and Hua Zheng lost her composure in an instant!

Just as she was about to rush up.

Zhao Shuo suddenly stretched out his hand and put his arm around her waist.

Zhao Shuo didn't speak, but lowered his head and glanced at Hua Zheng.

Zhao Shuo's meaning was very simple, let me do it.

Seeing the cold and abyss-like eyes of her husband, Hua Zheng recovered, took a few deep breaths, hugged Little Zhao He, and stopped.

After stopping Hua Zheng, Zhao Shuo didn't say a word, and walked forward step by step.

Seeing this scene, the Mongolian generals and nobles present all had a sneer on their faces.

Seeing Zhao Shuo walking towards him, Pu San Natan also realized that something was wrong.

But he wasn't that flustered.

Because his father had told him that Temujin had already privately yielded to their Great Jin Kingdom. He was just here to go through the motions, to put pressure on the Mongols, and to give Temujin an excuse to submit to the Great Jin Kingdom.

Now that Temujin hasn't spoken yet, what can you, a small Zhao Shuo, do to me?

So he continued: "How is it? Are you scared! You come over, kneel in front of me, and hand over those formulas, and I can write to His Majesty when I go back and give you the surname Wan…"

Before Pu San Natan could finish speaking, Zhao Shuo had already quickened his pace, and at the same time, like an eagle hunting, he suddenly locked Pu San Natan's neck!

"Uh…cough!"

"You…you…what…are you doing!"

Pu San Natan suddenly felt an unprecedented fear surge into his heart. His eyes widened, full of panic and disbelief. He opened his mouth to call for help, but only felt his throat being tightly strangled, unable to make any sound.

He grabbed Zhao Shuo's arm with both hands, constantly hammering, trying to make Zhao Shuo let go.

However, he found that Zhao Shuo's arm and palm were like steel, and he couldn't break free at all!

Unable to break free from Zhao Shuo's iron hand, Pu San Natan subconsciously looked at Temujin, hoping that Temujin would help him out.

However, what he saw was Temujin's eyes, as indifferent as ten thousand years of cold ice, and like a volcano about to erupt with thousands of volcanoes.

Temujin stood there, without the slightest intention of rescuing him? He seemed to be waiting for his death!

Pu San Natan's heart suddenly turned cold.

He realized that something was wrong.

"Uh…cough!"

Pu San Natan tried hard to say something, but Zhao Shuo didn't give him a chance at all.

With a ferocious sneer on the corner of his mouth, Zhao Shuo used force and directly lifted Pu San Natan slowly into the air.

Suddenly, Pu San Natan felt that he could no longer make any sound, and he struggled with all his limbs.

However, his weak strength couldn't even shake Zhao Shuo's body a bit.

Locking Pu San Natan's throat, he lifted him up and looked around, and finally, Zhao Shuo's eyes looked at Temujin.

Temujin stood there indifferently, standing with his knife, and looked at the suffocating and painful Pu San Natan with his gray-blue eyes, cruelly and coldly, and nodded to Zhao Shuo.

Zhao Shuo let out a cold breath in his nasal cavity, smashed his arm down, and slammed Pu San Natan to the ground.

Then quickly stepped on Pu San Natan's back with one foot.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Shuo grabbed Pu San Natan's head with both hands, and his waist, abdomen, and arms worked together to exert force!

"Ah—!"

"Tear!"

Accompanied by Pu San Natan's screams and a chilling sound!

Then there was a sky full of blood and minced meat!

Pu San Natan's head, along with his cervical spine, was directly pulled out by Zhao Shuo!

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