Tumeng: I am a national advisor in the Golden Family

"??? What did you say? Say it again." Zhang Dingxia couldn't believe his ears.

Someone actually said that he was his uncle or his mother's brother. Is he kidding? His mother has been away from this land for almost 30 years!

When my mother left with my father, she was still a girl less than 20 years old!

"Your Majesty, I dare not say a single lie. I am telling the truth. The beggar outside did say that he is the Second Prince's uncle." The messenger knelt on the ground and said with embarrassment.

The Western Expedition Army had very strict military discipline. Things like this had to be reported to the person involved. If they didn't, and if they were held accountable later, it would be their responsibility.

"Second brother! Aunt Farmaina, are there really any relatives still alive?" Zhang Dingguan asked.

Hearing this, Zhang Dingxia shook his head and directly denied his eldest brother's statement. His mother had told him many times that she had witnessed all her brothers being killed with her own eyes.

As for the other sisters, some died and some disappeared. She was the only one who was lucky enough to meet her father and be taken away.

Many years later, he met his cousin Fatima on the Mongolian grasslands. As for other relatives, his mother was no longer alive, because his father had specifically asked about her when he left this land.

"In that case, let's drive that old beggar away! He probably wants to get free food and drinks." Zhang Dingguan nodded and said.

"Yes, the prince. I will go out and chase him away." Chuan Liming nodded and was about to leave immediately, but was stopped by Zhang Dingxia.

"Wait a minute! Since he says he is my uncle, let me see if he has anything to say!" Zhang Dingxia said.

No matter what, even if it might be fake, he still wanted to meet the other person. What if it was true, wouldn't he have missed a relative of his mother?

However, the probability of such an event is really small. When his father ruled Guanzhong, he opened up trade routes with the Western Regions, and the exchanges between the two sides were very frequent.

At that time, many Persians came to the eastern land. If they were really my mother's brothers, we should have been in contact with them long ago.

However, it is also possible that the other party really did not want to come at that time. After all, it was Genghis Khan who killed Haierhan's family, and his father was a subordinate of Genghis Khan and a prince canonized by Genghis Khan.

In the perception of the locals here, their father is a member of Genghis Khan's family.

"Okay! Then please invite him in." Zhang Dingxia nodded.

Soon, an old man who looked to be in his fifties, with a gray beard and a face full of wrinkles, came up to the two of them.

After the old man came in, he began to look around. The moment he saw Zhang Dingya, his eyes widened. The other person's appearance was indeed very strange, a combination of Eastern and Western feelings.

"You, are you Farmaina's son?" the old man asked.

The language I spoke was also the local Persian, which Zhang Dingguan could not understand as he only understood Chinese and Mongolian.

However, Zhang Dingxia could understand it. Zhang Dingxia was proficient in three languages, Persian, Mongolian, and Chinese.

"That's right! I am the son of Princess Farmaina. You said you are the princess's? Brother, do you have any evidence?

As far as I know, when the city of Eda was captured, all the male members of Haierhan's family were executed." Zhang Dingxia asked.

"No! Everyone was killed, but I'm still alive, I'm still alive." The old man said with some excitement.

The man in front of him looked 50% like his sister. He still vaguely remembered what his sister looked like back then. He never expected that when he was about to be buried, he would receive news about his relatives.

"What evidence do you have to prove that you are my mother's brother? If you dare to tell lies, I will not forgive you." Zhang Dingxia asked.

"I don't have any evidence. My family suffered a disaster and our father Haierhan was killed by Genghis Khan.

I also survived because of an accident. Since then, I have been living in hiding and have burned all the things related to my identity. "The old man said.

"Since this is the case, you cannot prove your identity. I will give you some food and two sheep. You can take them back and live a good life!" Zhang Dingxia shook his head and said.

The old man looked quite old and pitiful. Zhang Dingxia did not want to punish him, so he simply gave him something and sent him away.

“Wait! I’m not here to ask for anything! I really am your uncle, I really am Farmaina’s brother.

I really have nothing to prove, but everything I said is true! I can pray to Allah. "The old man said, shaking his head in pain.

Hearing this, Zhang Dingxia also shook his head. You don’t have any evidence. Do you want me to send you to the East and let my mother come to verify it in person?

"I know your mother's full name, and I know the names of your other brothers and sisters."

"My mother's full name and the names of my brothers and sisters are no secret in this city," Zhang Dingxia said.

"But I am really your uncle! When Genghis Khan massacred our family, I was not in the city. I was sent to Baghdad in the west to study. Because of this, I escaped.

Back then, cousin Fatima also studied at the Baghdad Academy.

After the fall of my country, I ran out of money and was kicked out of Baghdad Academy. I begged for food all the way, and after many years, I finally returned to my homeland. Since then, I have been begging in the city. "The old man wiped his tears and spoke.

It took him six or seven years to beg for food all the way from Baghdad to his hometown. After he returned, the land had been divided among Genghis Khan's descendants. He also lived in his hometown city under an assumed name, begging for a living.

"You just said your cousin's name is Fatima?" Zhang Dingxia frowned and asked.

Fatima is his mother's cousin, but few people know this. After all, his mother's cousin did not have a good status and came from a humble background. She was just a member of his mother's family!

Hailhan did not announce the existence of this niece, and very few people knew about her, let alone knew that she had studied in Baghdad.

"Yes! Fatima is our cousin. She is a witch and also studied in the Baghdad Academy for a period of time. Have you seen my cousin? No, it should be said that she is your aunt." The man suddenly raised his head and spoke.

"Aunt Fatima! She is also one of my father's women. Now she lives in the East. If you are telling the truth, if I send you to the East, would you dare to recognize them?" Zhang Dingxia asked.

"I dare you! Although my appearance has changed, your mother and your aunt will definitely recognize me when they see me."

"What's your name?" Zhang Dingxia asked.

"My name is Balkjiang, and I am the fifth son of Haierhan." said the old man.

"In that case, let's arrange a place for you to have some delicious food and have a good rest. As for sending you to the Central Plains, we will discuss it first." Zhang Dingxia nodded to the old man.

He ordered two soldiers to take him away, and told them to treat him well and prepare a separate tent for him.

"Second brother, is he really Aunt Farmayna's brother?" Zhang Dingguan asked.

“He dared to go to the East, so it seems that he was not fake. If he wanted to deceive me, he should have wanted to ask for some money or even his own fiefdom, but he only wanted to see my mother.

And most importantly, no one should know about Aunt Fatima's affairs, but he knows everything. He also knows that Aunt Fatima once studied in Baghdad, and they both studied in the Palace of Wisdom. "Zhang Dingxia said. The Palace of Wisdom was something that his Aunt Fatima had specifically instructed. If they could really capture the legendary holy city, they must preserve the Palace of Wisdom. The books inside would be of great use.

"But I see that he is not in good health. I don't think his body can withstand the long journey to the grassland!" Zhang Dingguan said.

It would take several months to get back to the East from here! If you were younger, it wouldn't be a big deal, but if you were weak, this long journey and the fatigue of the journey might kill you.

"Probably not. Let him eat something good along the way, sit in the carriage, and be escorted by soldiers." Zhang Dingxia said.

If he is really his mother's brother, he is no more than fifty years old. He just looks rather sloppy and old because he has been begging for many years. But he should be able to recover as long as he eats some meat. He just needs to ask the soldiers to be more careful on the road.

"Okay! I'll leave this city to you. What do you say? Big brother will naturally support you."

A few days later, under Zhang Dingxia's arrangement, the old man was sent on a carriage back to the East, but before he left, the old man handed something to Zhang Dingxia.

"My nephew, I am going to see your mother this time. The journey is long, and I don't know if I can return to my homeland alive. I know you are here to attack Baghdad, where I have lived for many years.

When I escaped from the city, I was very familiar with it, so I drew a map of Baghdad for you.

There are even a few small ditches and channels for people to enter. I hope these are helpful to you." Balkjiang took out a map he had drawn himself and gave it to his nephew.

In addition to the map of Baghdad city, there are also maps of the entire Abbasid Dynasty. These things are not maps circulated among the people.

It was an official military map that he had obtained when he was studying in the Palace of Wisdom. He memorized it in his mind and now drew it.

"Well! As for these two things, even if you are not my uncle who gave them to me, if you are willing to live on this land, I can guarantee you wealth and glory." Zhang Dingxia said.

The importance of topographic maps is self-evident, especially for Baghdad, the capital of the Abbasid Dynasty, where even the locations of some sewers are marked.

It seems that when my uncle lived in Baghdad, he suffered a lot after spending all his money.

"My biggest wish is to meet my former family. The Abbasid dynasty is actually a sworn enemy of Khwarezm.

If the Mongols had not attacked us back then, we in Khwarezm would have attacked Baghdad.

I hid my identity and entered the academy in Baghdad to study, in fact, it was also to gather intelligence about the city of Baghdad.

But our Khwarazmian national army did not use this intelligence and this map, so now I give them to you.

If one day you can really attack Baghdad, this thing might be useful to you." Balkjiang said.

"Don't worry, within a few years, I will definitely capture Baghdad. And not only Baghdad, but also Jerusalem and even Egypt."

(The word Jerusalem is a bit sensitive. It was really troublesome for me to write it. I might replace it with pinyin at that time. It’s OK as long as everyone can understand it. It must be typed here.)
"You are really ambitious. You actually want to conquer all the holy cities. Then I congratulate you on your success! There is nothing else I can help you with." The only thing he could provide was this map, a map that he had kept for almost twenty years.

Zhang Dingxia nodded and sent his nominal uncle back to the East to meet his mother.

A month later, Zhang Yong of Karakorum in the Mongolian headquarters also received the news that the Kublai Khanate had been destroyed. Kublai Khan himself had been captured alive and would soon be sent to Karakorum.

"I really didn't expect it! Kublai Khan was defeated like this. You couldn't hold on for just three months?" Zhang Yong sat in his study, sighing.

The founder of the Yuan Dynasty was completely defeated by himself. Kublai Khan was completely defeated by himself and became a prisoner.

In addition to this, another piece of news surprised Zhang Yong a little. Farmaina and Fatima actually had a relative, a brother, and this brother was coming soon.

Zhang Dingguan immediately gave an order to call the two sisters over. At this time, Farmaina's belly had grown bigger again. After Zhang Yong's continuous efforts, she finally became a mother in her forties.

"Your Majesty! Is there something you want us to do?" Fatima asked.

"Now that you two are here, please sit down. Do you two have a brother named Balkjiang, who once studied in the academy in Baghdad?" Zhang Yong asked.

When the two sisters heard this, they looked at each other, their eyes filled with surprise.

"Your Majesty! I do have a brother named Balkjiang, and he did study in the academy in Baghdad with my cousin. But later my cousin left, and she stayed there alone." Farmaina said.

"When I left Baghdad, he had just arrived in Baghdad to study. We all went there in hiding, and no one knew that he was the son of Hailehan. At that time, Khwarezm and the Abbasid Dynasty were not very harmonious. Your Majesty, why did you suddenly mention him?" Fatima asked.

"Well! Our son has now returned to Otrar, the city where you were born and lived, and is living there, and has publicly announced that he is your son.

Then a fifty-year-old beggar found him and said he was Balkjiang, his uncle, and told him some things and gave him a map of Baghdad. "Zhang Yong said.

"What? If that's the case, then he really could be our brother. He, he's still alive. I thought, I thought they were all dead." Farmaina said with some excitement.

"Don't worry, our son has sent him back and he will be here in a while. I have to receive another guest in the next two days." Zhang Yong said.

Zhang Yong had no interest in Fatima and Farmaina's brother. If he came and successfully recognized his relationship with her, he would give him some rewards so that he would have no worries about food and drink for the rest of his life.

If you want to live on this land, then live on this land. If you don’t want to, Zhang Yong will have someone send you back. In any case, he will guarantee that the other person will live a prosperous and wealthy life for the rest of his life.

"Thank you, Your Majesty! I have a feeling that he must be our brother." Farmaina said.

"Well! I will give him some rewards when the time comes. Okay, don't be too excited and go back to have a rest!" Zhang Yong comforted Famaina.

The fact that the other party showed them a detailed topographic map of Baghdad and some defensive deployments of the entire Abbasid dynasty was already very good.

Although this was twenty years ago, the Abbasid Dynasty is now seriously corrupt, and some of its military facilities are even worse than before!

Fatima, and Farmaina, their brothers will probably arrive in half a month, while the other one has already arrived at his own palace in Karakorum.

The visitor was none other than Kublai Khan. After Kublai Khan arrived, Zhang Yong was not in a hurry to see him, but let him rest for three days to relieve the fatigue of the journey.

Only then did he formally host a banquet for Kublai Khan in his own palace.

At this time, Kublai Khan was still dressed as a Mongolian. He looked very old, and his eyes were filled with a sense of vicissitudes. He was very different from Zhang Yong.

"Zhang Yong, King of Guanzhong, Great Khan of Mongolia, Emperor of the Daqian Empire, what do you look like?
It seems that not much has changed since we met ten years ago." Kublai Khan looked at the man in front of him and said with surprise.

Judging by his age, the emperor of the Daqian Empire should be around 47 or 48 years old this year!
But he didn't even have a beard on his face, not a single gray hair on his head, and his skin was very smooth. He didn't look like a man in his forties at all. He even looked a bit like a middle-aged man in his thirties.

"Maybe it's because life in the palace is good and I eat well, so I look younger. But you look much older." Zhang Yong said with a smile.

There is no way, this is the advantage of modern people! (End of this chapter)