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Chapter 1057 Moving West

The stalemate lasted for a month, and after the Ceylon army plundered the entire Jaffna, the Dutch finally retreated, ending this loss-making business.

As a result, Zhu Ci captured the city of Jaffna and completely completed the great task of swallowing up the whales.

According to subsequent statistics, there are more than 300,000 people in the Kingdom of Jaffna, basically Tamils ​​from the Indian peninsula, who believe in Hinduism.

If the previous Kingdom of Ceylon is included, the total population of the new kingdom exceeds 400,000 and covers an area of ​​nearly 150,000 hectares.

Converted to the Ming Dynasty, that is the land of one mansion.

"Brother, our county king is truly worthy of his name!"

Zhu Ding smiled broadly: "Hundreds of thousands of people, my dear, when we first came here, there were only over a hundred people!"

"Yes!" Zhu Yong also touched the beard on his chin and said with emotion: "After working hard for many years, I can truly settle down."

Compared to his two younger brothers, Zhu Ci had participated in the boy examination after all. He was familiar with history books and still remained cautious:

"Ceylon is a nation, but worries remain."

"Internal troubles, the nobles of Jardiner are dormant for the time being, and they need to be resolved as soon as possible."

"Secondly, we Han people are only three thousand in number, and we are a small tribe facing a big one. We will be overthrown in a matter of seconds..."

"Finally, the Portuguese and Dutch on the sea are still here!"

As expected, the Portuguese, who had been missing during the war, now seemed to consider themselves the victors and came in force.

As soon as they met, they asked for exclusive privileges, just like treating the Kingdom of Ceylon as the Kingdom of Jaffna.

In response, Zhu Ci showed no gratitude at all, and just said coldly: "I wonder why your country has provided support?"

"If I remember correctly, I bought those muskets and gunpowder with real money?"

Portugal was choked, but showed no remorse. Instead, he bared his teeth and claws: "Your country has just gone through a fight with the Dutch. Are you not afraid of my Goan army?"

"Sri Lanka is the territory of the Dutch. Do you dare?"

For a time, the relationship between the two countries reached a breakdown.

At this time, the Dutch also sent envoys to negotiate.

Although in the eyes of Zhu Ci and others, the Kingdom of Jaffna was powerful, in the eyes of the Dutch, who had seen many kingdoms throughout Asia and Africa, it was just a barren land.

If they couldn't win, they settled for the next best thing and discussed trade rights and port transit rights.

Because Jaffna is located in the northern part of the island, it is the best transit point whether passing through the east coast or west coast of India.

When the Dutch competed, the Portuguese immediately panicked and surrendered.

However, Zhu Ci knew the truth of having both sides, and he signed a treaty with the Dutch and Portuguese, namely the Treaty of Jaffna, also known as the Treaty of Ceylon, the Netherlands, and Portugal:

First, Ceylon allowed Portuguese and Dutch merchant ships to stop at Jaffna for replenishment.

Second, Portugal and the Netherlands must not interfere in Ceylon's internal affairs.

Third, both countries enjoy equal tariffs on their own merchant ships in Ceylon.

Fourth, Portugal allowed Ceylon merchant ships to go to Goa for business, and the Netherlands allowed Ceylon to go to Colombo.

Fifth, the rights enjoyed by both countries in Ceylon are equal. If there is any change, other countries must know and approve it.

Compared with Portugal, Zhu Ci was most happy to have contact with the Netherlands.

As a method of sea coachmen, especially when they invaded the East Indies, the Dutch were naturally in an advantageous position in Southeast Asia, and it was easy for the Han people to do so.

The Portuguese can only get 3,000 in two years, but if it is left to the Dutch, it is possible to get 30,000 in two years.

In this way, it is extremely beneficial for Ceylon to change the small clan to the big clan.

However, for Ceylon, the most important thing now is to determine the system of the entire country:

That is, the former slave feudal system will be transformed into a centralized system.

First of all, Zhu Ci changed the name of Jaffna to Jidu, using the former name of Beijing.

After that, the huge Ceylon was divided into four provinces.

First, Yanbao was the center of the place where he started. There were hundreds of thousands of people here, so it was called Xijing Prefecture.

The second is Jidu, with more than 100,000 people on the Jaffna Peninsula as the center, it is the Zhili Prefecture.

The other two prefectures are on the south and east sides, which are simply called Liaonan Prefecture and Liaodong Prefecture.

Setting up family temples, building communities, and appointing hundreds of officials was a busy time.

In addition, Zhu Ci also generously rewarded his two younger brothers.

The second oldest, Zhu Ding, was named Dingnanjun, and the third youngest, Zhu Yong, was named Yongnanjun.

It completely complies with the vassal system of the Ming Dynasty and the tradition of kings and kings, which also shows that Ceylon is really a descendant of the Ming Dynasty clan.

Without a banner like the Ming Dynasty, how could the Portuguese and Dutch give up so easily?

At this point, the prince of Emperor Chongzhen, after decades of struggle and the emperor's intentional or unintentional omissions, finally took root in Ceylon, established a firm foothold, and moved towards the trend of unifying the entire island of Ceylon.

For the whole of South Asia, this situation is just a fight between two small countries and is not worth mentioning.

But for Ming Dynasty, which was thousands of miles away, it was inexplicably shocking.

In a remote place thousands of miles away, there is actually a Ming Dynasty bloodline establishing a vassal state?

When the Ministry of Rites first heard about it, it was incredible and impossible.

But after careful consideration, many people actually reached a consensus:

This is a descendant of Jianwen from that time.

When Emperor Chengzu went to the West many times, wasn't it because he wanted to find this nephew?

It seems that the direction is indeed correct. It is really in the west, and it is still near Tianzhu.

For a time, rumors began to spread.

When Zhu Yixi heard the news, she felt a little incredible.

Of course he understood that this was the Kingdom of Ceylon established by Zhu Cixiang's family.

At that time, in order to get rid of this trouble, I traveled thousands of miles and chose the wild land of Ceylon, and actually I was able to have fun.

A mere hundred people actually established a vassal state, and he was worthy of being a prince.

Of course, since both the government and the public agree that they are descendants of Jianwen, it is better than the lineage of King Yan. The legitimacy is not strong, and it can be tolerated under his nose.

"Order the Ministry of Rites to send someone to canonize him!"

Zhu Yixi waved her hand and said: "The descendants of Jianwen are also from the Zhu family, so they can be canonized as the Prince of Ceylon County, a close vassal, and enjoy the treatment of princes."

"Gold, silver, jewels, poems and songs, just give them the feudal style. It is not easy to establish a country overseas."

"Everyone has their needs, so try to meet them. After all, we are a family..."

"We are a family after all!"

Naturally, the Ministry of Rites did not dare to violate it, and no one dared to ask why he was not crowned a prince.

However, it is okay for the county prince to enjoy the treatment of a prince.

Sure enough, this action immediately put their minds at ease for the Dutch and Portuguese who reported the news:

We are really a family.



The sky is full of stars, guarding the moon in the sky.

The grassland of Uliasu was completely black, except for the tents, which were filled with the smell of wine, meat and women.

In this camp of the Zasak Tuhan tribe, the remnants of the Manchu Qing Dynasty have been resting here for nearly two months.

Drinking wine, singing, and having fun are the best gifts for the Eight Banners nobles who are surviving the disaster.

Among the yellow people, a few Rakshasa people with deep eyes and high noses were particularly eye-catching. They hugged Mongolian women and behaved wildly. They were not as hostile as before.

Turgenev was holding a tall, round-waisted Mongolian woman in his arms, drinking the low-altitude milk wine, and felt a little melancholy for a moment.

As a member of the Cossacks, Turgenev was no stranger to the Mongols, because the Cossacks were originally a mixture of Slavic, Crimean, Mongolian and other ethnic groups, and their aesthetics naturally converged.

But now this life of drunkenness and dreams reminded him of his wife and children at home.

After he was captured as a Cossack, he was incorporated into the Eight Banners of Rakshasa and became a nobleman among the Tatars.

This time the Zasak Tuhan tribe was broken, and almost all the nobles of the Eight Banners were assigned slaves, making them nobles in the true sense.

He desperately wanted to share it with his wife and children instead of staying on this grassland.

"What's the matter, Turgenev?"

"I have become a noble. I miss Yegor. I want the great boy in my family to become a noble."

Hearing this, Yegor started drinking again, his red rosacea nose twitching, and his grin showing yellow and black teeth: "Who says it's not true? Although drinking every day is a pleasure, the family can't bear it anymore..."

The Cossacks were mercenaries. Their young men went out to fight and their families did farm work, but the main income of the family was fighting.

Winter is coming. For the Cossacks, it is not only difficult to survive the winter, but it is also a day of reunion.

Not far away, seeing the soldiers still behaving wildly, Shunzhi lowered the curtain.

The incorporation of the Eight Banners of Rakshasa is the result that everyone agrees with.

This group of people were not only fierce warriors, but also guides. Incorporating them into the Eight Banners played an extraordinary role for the Manchus.

The Eight Banners of Rakshasa number about a thousand people, and their elegance on the battlefield is no less impressive than any one of them.

At this time, all the cabinet members and the Eight Banners nobles were sitting in the tent.

"Ahem——"

The sick body coughed, and everyone immediately sat up.

Even though he was in such a state of decline, Shunzhi had been the emperor for more than 20 years and had a high prestige. He was the best leader of this small group.

He coughed, and everyone's faces showed concern.

Shunzhi waved his hand: "We have rested here for two months. No matter how exhausted we are, we will be satisfied. If we continue, it will be difficult to regain our morale."

"Renwen Township, the Tomb of Heroes, the Ming army will know about this place sooner or later, and a fight will be inevitable in the future. For the Qing Dynasty, the Eight Banners cannot suffer any more losses..."

"I know you all want to stay and don't want to go on another expedition, but it's not safe here and it's not suitable."

So everyone was calm and listened to the emperor's words.

Shunzhi nodded to Ning Wanme.

Ning Wan, I am seventy-three now, my beard is already gray, my temples are frosty, and after three dynasties, I can be said to be in a high and powerful position.

After Fan Wencheng died of illness, he became the chief minister of the cabinet.

Unlike Fan Wencheng, who was good at internal affairs, Ning Wanwo was keen on tactics and strategic layout. He once went to Lake Baikal alone to interact with the Rakshasa Kingdom, thereby becoming familiar with its situation and preparing for the Manchu Qing Dynasty to move north.

Years of hard work have softened the wrinkles on his face, but a surge of momentum gushed out. Who dares to be disrespectful?

"According to the herdsmen, it will snow here in about a month, and it will not snow until March next year, five or six months."

"Therefore, it is not too late to move westward. It should be carried out in five days. Leave this land and go to the Black Sea, where the Golden Horde is located. It is dozens of times better than here."

Ning Wan's voice was hoarse but strong: "Of course, it doesn't matter if someone wants to stay. After all, we can make do here for a year or two."

Naturally no one wants to stay.

Tang Ruowang also spoke at this time: "The Black Sea is close to the Ottoman Empire. They are also descendants of the Turks. They often fight with the Rakshasa Kingdom and can be used to help."

After unifying their thoughts, the entire Manchu Qing group set out again.

After this escape, Shunzhi knew that the Mongols were powerful and the main body. He would merge the Manchu Banner, the Han Banner, and the Mongolian Banner that escaped from Lake Baikal into one, collectively known as the Manban Banner.

He had fifty thousand soldiers and horses, and hundreds of thousands of women and children.

After arriving at the Zasak Tuhan tribe, he organized it into the Zasak Banner and acquired 20,000 elite soldiers.

Carrying millions of plundered cattle and sheep, this large force of approximately 200,000 people marched toward the west.

As for most of the remaining old, weak, sick and disabled people in the local area and the mess on the ground, they were all thrown to the weak Zasak Tuhan.

This profuse man wanted to cry but had no tears.

All the livestock that had spent the winter were destroyed, and the prestige fell to the bottom.

With no other choice, he could only ask various tribes under him to pay tribute to cattle and sheep in order to survive the winter.

This in turn forced the tribes under his command to surrender to Mobei, and their strength was greatly reduced.

The Manchu and Qing armies were vast and powerful, driving their cattle and sheep westward.

Half a month later, they arrived near Khovd, which was already the territory of the Ming army and belonged to the northern part of Anxi Province.

So, in the panic that filled the city, the army marched north again, where the Huite tribe was located.

The Qing army swept through Canyun and obtained part of the food supplies and map guides.

They learned that walking northwest was the border of Rakshasa Kingdom.

Therefore, they headed west directly, plundering the tribes along the way. After walking for almost a month, they finally arrived at Dayuzi in Kazakhstan, which is the Seven Rivers Basin.

This place was originally the result of the westward invasion of the Junggar tribe, but due to its unstable foundation, after the Junggar and other Oirat Mongols were defeated by the Ming army, they returned to the Kazakh Khanate.

However, at this time, the Kazakh Khanate was in chaos.

Yangjier Khan died in the battle with Junggar, and the entire Kazakh Khanate was torn apart. There were more than a dozen khanates in the three major khanates, which can be said to be a lively tense.

Even at its peak, the Kazakh Khan only had a million soldiers and 300,000 soldiers. Now he is divided into more than a dozen countries, and he is no match for the Qing army.

In one round, the Qing army occupied the Qihe Basin to rest and became a stronghold for the winter.

This fertile land also allows it to replenish a large number of resources.

Based on this, the nobles of the Eight Banners beamed with smiles.

The calls to stay here continued, and even Shunzhi was in a daze.

Unexpectedly, Tang Ruowang has been opposed to staying. He suggested: "Your Majesty, there are millions of people in the Kazakh Khanate, and they speak Turkic language, which is very different from Mongolian. Do you want to have a small clan meet a big clan again?

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"Anxi is to the east, Liao Kingdom is to the south, and Rakshasa Kingdom is to the north. This is not a gentle country, but a dangerous place, and the land——"


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