The side room where just a moment ago there was a mixture of whips and screams, turned out to be surprisingly quiet the next moment. The only sounds that could be heard were Liu Jian's heavy breathing and Fu Luo's painful sobbing.
"I won't fight, let go!"
Liu Jian responded indifferently to Gongsun Zan's personal support.
The attendant let go of Liu Jian and said respectfully: "The military prince respects himself!"
"Don't worry, I won't do anything to him...get out!"
The attendant glanced at Fu Luo who was lying on the ground with some worry, and then left the door helplessly.
When he came to the door, the attendant whispered to Gongsun Zan: "The county prince, are you really going to let him do this?"
Gongsun Zan trusted Liu Jian very much: "It's okay, my junior brother is an extraordinary person, let's see what he does, maybe he will cause something big!"
Liu Jian sat cross-legged in front of the crying Fuluo, threw the whip to the side, and bit into the dog's leg in his hand.
Fuluo had been interrogated by Gongsun Zan for the past few days, and his nervousness had reached critical levels. Coupled with being cold and hungry, his ability to discern was greatly weakened compared to usual. If he had to use one word to describe his current state, it would be frightened.
It was precisely because of this that Liu Jian decided to use this method of fraud and deception to interrogate him.
If only physical torture is used, even if the other party's nerves are destroyed, the other party may also use some lies that are difficult to understand to confuse the other party in despair. Therefore, during the interrogation, torture is simply used.
Pressuring the other party will not produce the best results, at least you will not get the most accurate information.
Only by gradually defeating the other party's mental power and guiding him in a way that the other party cannot detect can he get the actual information he wants.
Liu Jian, who has done some research on psychology, understands this truth very well.
The best way to destroy a person is to test and induce anxiety in his heart.
Liu Jian bit the dog leg in his hand and didn't say anything. He just stared at Fuluo fiercely...glaring at him.
If this kind of atmosphere were between two equal people, it might not matter, but it was obvious that Fuluo was at a disadvantage now.
His sensitivity and tolerance to the atmosphere are now much lower than others.
Sure enough, Fuluo couldn't bear it anymore.
"I have no grudge against you!" He shouted hysterically at Liu Jian in Chinese.
Liu Jian didn't hit him. He knew that the other party was deliberately creating a vicious illusion out of fear. It would be broken with just a little poke and it could not be taken seriously.
"My brother died under the hooves of your rascals. You rascals are all my enemies!"
Liu Jian tore off another piece of meat: "People of Xianbei, I saw them killing each other! It's your luck today. After the county king has interrogated you, he wants to sacrifice you to Uncle Fang, so I can't kill you."
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When Fuluo heard this, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
No matter what, there is no way to kill the person in front of you.
Liu Jianshi first whipped him to arouse his fear, but now he relaxed his mood.
Tightening and loosening, tightening and loosening, on the surface he seems to have calmed down, but in fact, now is the moment when he is most slack and most easily induced.
"Xianbei people, are you very proud?" Liu Jian asked sternly.
After hearing this, Fu Luo shivered unconsciously.
"What do you want?"
"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you. There are tens of thousands of you Xianbei people. What's the point of killing just one of you? Do you know where I come from? Jicheng! I am following Fang Bo's order to send orders to all counties to collect grain and fodder! No.
On the 1st, the elite soldiers of the Han Dynasty will march northward, and your Wuhuan tribes, your Danhan Mountain, and your cattle and sheep people will all be controlled by the Han Dynasty! At that time, it will be my best opportunity for revenge!
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"Pooh!"
Fu Luo had a rare moment of strength, and he spat tremblingly: "Only you? Have you forgotten! What happened to the Han army after they left the fortress? You can be proud of yourself. You are the totem of Danhan Mountain and the desert.
The stars, the blessing of our ancestors, will defeat you again, and make you bow before the scimitars and horses of our Great Khan again!"
"Hahaha!"
Liu Jian raised his head and laughed: "Really? Then I want to know, who is your Great Khan now? A divided Xianbei, a group of princes fighting each other for the position of Great Khan? What do they use to win?"
"How can your ancestors guarantee that your tribe will not continue to fall apart? How can an incomplete Xianbei regime have the ability to compete with the Han Dynasty?"
At this time, the weird atmosphere in the side house suddenly reached its peak.
Gongsun Zan’s spirit outside was suddenly shaken!
His hands began to tremble unconsciously.
He knew that the critical moment had come.
Compared to Gongsun Zan outside the house, Liu Jian inside the house was actually even more uneasy at the moment.
Although his face was still calm, his heart was actually turning over and over again at this moment, and he even had a hint of regret. He felt that this matter was too hasty and there were too many unstable factors.
Tan Shihuai will die. This is my guess based on the combination of what I know in later generations and what I have experienced in this life. Although there should be no problem, what if it is not accurate?
Even if it is really accurate, what if the status of Fuluo in front of me is too low and he does not know the specific situation of the Royal Court of Danhan Mountain?
Or maybe Tan Shihuai simply blocked the news?
In other words, this Fuluo has obsessions in his heart and cannot show his cowardice in the end?
There were indeed too many uncertain factors, and Liu Jian couldn't help but feel uneasy.
But even though his heart was in turmoil, he still looked proud and joking, looking at Fuluo with confidence.
Say it, say it... say it quickly.
Finally, in this weird atmosphere, Fuluo, whose nerves were tortured, was the first to collapse.
"What a sweat! Why, why did you really go! Why did the ancestors of Danhan Mountain take you away so quickly! Your disease is obviously curable!" Fuluo wailed incoherently and fell to the ground crying.
on the ground.
At this moment, both inside and outside the house, Gongsun Zan and Liu Jian finally let out the suffocating breath in their chests.
Liu Jian, in particular, felt more relaxed than ever at this moment.
It’s a done deal! Tan Shihuai is indeed seriously ill, and is about to become critically ill!
Although he had deliberately guided Fu Luo to think in this direction, from beginning to end, Liu Jian never mentioned a word about Tan Shihuai, but Fuluo cried for Tan Shihuai when he collapsed at the last moment.
His previous conjecture has been completely confirmed.
Gongsun Zan outside the house must have completely understood at this moment.
"O Great Khan, Great Khan! Your achievements will eventually be recorded on the totem of Danhan Mountain! O Great Khan!"
It has to be said that Tan Shihuai is indeed the hero who is most convinced by Xianbei and the most admired by them. It is precisely because of his strong personal ability and charm that the three Xianbei tribes can be integrated and become a powerful force that can compete with the Han Dynasty.
nomadic regime.
But now, everything is over.
Tan Shihuai's death will inevitably lead to the independent breakup of Xianbei. This is a historical necessity. After all, a political power composed of individual abilities has its fatal weaknesses and shortcomings, both in terms of system and foundation.
This may be a blessing among misfortunes for the Han Dynasty, which is about to fall apart.
He reached out and touched his back...it felt a little sticky, probably because his underwear was soaked with sweat.
Liu Jian stopped talking. He stood up, looked at the remaining dog leg in his hand, and then threw it in front of Fu Luo without saying a word.
If it had been last night, Fuluo might have picked up this delicious leftover food and gnawed it. After all, he hadn't eaten enough for several days.
But now, when I cried on the ground and felt that I had lost the support of my spiritual leader, I didn't even covet this dog leg.
The endless sadness destroyed his appetite, and Tanshihuai became the belief of many Xianbei people.
Liu Jian turned around and walked out of the house without looking back.
From now on, the man in the room was of no use to him.
When he came outside the house, Gongsun Zan was leaning on the wall, looking at the sky with his eyes blankly.
Liu Jian glanced at him gently and said nothing.
After a long while, Fang heard Gongsun Zan murmur: "It shouldn't be. Such important news is forced to force us to know from a Xianbei prisoner. When did our big man's detective sentry become so useless?"
Liu Jian said calmly: "It shouldn't be."
But in fact, what in the world is really worthy?
In the entire Han Dynasty court, from the emperor to the prince's relatives and relatives, Qingliu Shi, who is still focusing on the war in the border counties?
Who else's heart is concerned about the people of Qian Shou and Erlang in the border counties?
Not to mention Danhan Mountain, tens of thousands of people in Shanggu and Yuyang were robbed and fled. Over the years, has anyone really thought about the solution from the bottom of their hearts?
Maybe it's not that they don't want to, but that they really don't have the spare energy.
Thinking of this, Liu Jian clenched his palms tightly into fists, so hard that you could even see blood streaks appearing in his palms.