Chapter 287 The word right

Under nightfall, Jin Ya, the general who led the Mu army to quell the chaos, did not return to the camp. Instead, he sat in his room at the Siming Mansion Station.

Looking at his younger brother in front of him, Jin Ya felt mixed emotions in his heart.

How many years has it been? A year and a half?

He did not go home this year because the situation this year was not very good. Even Zhu Zhanhe was cautious in every move he made, let alone him.

The last time I went home was during the Chinese New Year last year. Hasn’t it been a year and a half now?

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you." Jin Ya sighed softly and poured a glass of water for his brother.

Yes, the person Yang Pu brought this time was Jin Ya's Jin Da who was supposed to be his cousin, but now he has become his "close" brother.

"Brother, is the food in Guangdong and Guangxi similar to that in Yunnan Prefecture? Do you also eat this kind of food on weekdays in Yunnan Prefecture?"

Jinda was chewing and talking, but in the end he failed to do both things well.

"Eat slowly." Putting the water in front of his brother, Jin Ya had a look of memories on his face.

"I have rarely been in Yunnan Mansion in the past few years. Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince moved his family to Xiangzhou Mansion in order to manage Xiangzhou Mansion and Nanzhou Mansion (Sultan of Delhi), I have basically been in Xiangzhou Mansion."

"In Xiangzhou Prefecture, the food I eat on weekdays is not much different from the food in Yingtian Prefecture, because they were all moved there later, but if I eat it on the street, it is almost the same as the food in Yunnan Prefecture."

"After all, there are not many survivors of Siam and Nanzhang in the past. Most of the current Xiangzhou Prefecture were moved there from Yunnan or even Sichuan and Chongqing areas."

"How about I go to Yunnan when I grow up?" Jinda's eyes lit up instantly.

"Yunnan is so wonderful. There are so many delicious foods and so many fruits. I can't even eat enough of the fruits you bring home every year."

"That's not possible." Jin Ya smiled and touched his brother's head.

"You are my father's legitimate son. When you come of age, His Majesty will let you inherit your father's title. At that time, you will not be able to leave Beijing casually."

"Ah..." Jinda curled her lips in disappointment.

Jin Ya smiled and patted his brother on the head.

Whether it is said that Jin Ya has never coveted the title left by Jin Zhong, or that Jin Ya has new ambition and hope because of Zhu Zhanhe, which made him give up coveting the title of Jin Zhong, now

The Jin family is quite harmonious anyway.

Except this year, Jin Ya goes home every year, and Jin Da also relies on his brother very much. Even at the end of the year, he will stand at the door and look forward to it.

"You are already ten years old. If you have another three to five years, even if His Majesty does not grant you a marriage, you should start a family."

"At that time, you will no longer be just yourself, you will also represent your father, and you will also have to shoulder the responsibility of this family."

"There isn't much I can do to help the family now, so I can only bring some money back every year to make you and your two adoptive mothers live a better life."

"Moreover, both the late emperor and your majesty have provided a lot of support to the family in these years. Not to mention that a human being should repay his kindness. My father also said back then that the late emperor's kindness to our family has been repaid by three generations.

Endless."

"Because of the arrangements made by the late emperor, it is impossible for me to return to serve in the imperial court, so I have to leave this matter of repaying my gratitude to you."

"Ah..." Jinda sighed in frustration, and lay down on the table with his rice bowl in his arms.

"Didn't they all say that His Royal Highness the Prince of Wu is going to station in Yingtian Mansion? Why is it like this now? You don't believe me, but instead of saying anything, you left the Ming Dynasty and went to the Timur Empire?"

"Jinda!" Jin Ya's expression instantly became serious, and the soft light in his eyes instantly turned serious.

"Who told you to say this!?"

"Ah?" Jin Da was still a little confused, but when he saw his brother who instantly became stern, Jin Da still sat up straight.

"No one asked me to say it. I heard a lot of such rumors when I was at home. At first, I thought they were nonsense, but..."

Jin Dagang wanted to say something, but he suddenly remembered something and took back his words in time.

"Especially this year, rumors about Yingtian Mansion are spreading everywhere, and they are getting more and more impressive. No one has come out to take care of it."

"It's okay if no one cares about it. It is said that even those officials are constantly writing to Shuntian Mansion, asking for transfer."

Jin Ya's brows furrowed more and more tightly.

Are these words the true words of his brother? Or are they deliberately instigated by someone? Jin Ya couldn't tell for a moment.

Jin Ya knew his younger brother very well, because he paid close attention to his younger brother and his two adoptive mothers. He not only sent money to his family during the holidays, but also always paid attention to what the family needed.

However, Jin Ya did not dare to say that he knew his younger brother very well.

Because no one from the Jin family was an official in the court, they did not move to Shuntian Prefecture when the capital was moved, but stayed in Yingtian Prefecture.

But even in Yingtian Mansion, Jin Ya, who lives in Xiangzhou Mansion, is completely different.

In this distance and under such circumstances, Jin Ya could say that he knew almost everything about his brother's growth, but he could not guarantee that he would not miss a single thing.

"Anything without verification is just a rumor. You are not young anymore. You should know that there are some things you can say, some things you cannot say, and some things you cannot say nonsense."

Thinking of this, Jin Ya frowned with a stern expression.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been in Delhi Sultanate for the past two years. Last year, he even mobilized troops to conquer the West and conquered the Timurid Empire in one fell swoop."

"His Royal Highness is away from home, expanding territory for the Ming Dynasty. How could he settle in Yingtian Mansion like the rumors?"

"Oh..." Jinda also knew that he had said the wrong thing and shrank his neck.

Obediently, he picked up his rice bowl and chopsticks and ate the unfinished meal, while Jin Ya's expression slowly softened.

However, once the pimple has formed, it will be difficult to smooth it out.

The word right...

Jin Ya believed that these words were not intended by his younger brother, and he also believed that his two adoptive mothers would not teach his younger brother to say these words, but after all, his younger brother had studied in the university hall with his royal family members.

Some people, I'm afraid, can't be controlled.

Looking at his younger brother who was busy cooking, Jin Ya raised his head, looked at the emptiness of the northeast, and narrowed his eyes.

——

Phoenix.

This is the Malumuk Sultanate, or the Burji Dynasty is the most appropriate name for it.

At the end of the 14th century, the early stage of the Malumuk Sultanate, that is, the Bekhaili dynasty dominated by Kipchak Turk slave owners, had died. Although the name of the Malumuk Sultanate was still used, it was replaced by

Burgi dynasty ruled by Caucasians and Circassians.

This is where Zhu Zhanhe and the Mu family landed after entering the Gulf of Suez by boat.

At first, he handed this place over to Jian Xiao, and he left to return to Xiangzhou Mansion. But more than half a year has passed, and the progress here...

It doesn't satisfy him.
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