Zhu Cijiong smiled and waved his hand: "We will not seize the land of the Kazakhs, and we will not occupy the land of Zhungar... We Han people are just farmers, so what do we want from the grasslands of the Kazakhs? There is nothing good about the land of Zhungar. There are too many Tianfang cultists, and I don’t want them either.
There are Chu River, Ili River, the northern foot of Tianshan Mountain, and the fertile land around Rehai, which is enough for us and Laojiu's people to cultivate. "
Fu Shan, Zhang Xixian, and Wang Fuchen would never believe Zhu Cijiong's words.
How could this greedy His Majesty the King be dissatisfied with the size of the territory?
Seeing that his three subordinates were doubtful, Zhu Cijiong stroked his beard and sighed softly: "How many people do we have on hand? We only have 30,000 households in total. Among them, there are 10,000 households of Mongolians, and there are many unknown What kind of person is he...
But what about Lao Jiu? Forty thousand households were living on soft rice, and they were all the soldiers of the bandits! "
Zhu Cijiong sighed: "It's really annoying to compare people with each other! You all tell me, when Lao Jiuyi comes, who will be respected here in Chuhe River in the Western Region? How should we arrange for so many of them?"
This is indeed a problem!
Prince Zhu has worked hard in the Western Regions for so many years, and has only managed to build a total of 30,000 households, half of which are Han people.
However, the number of troops brought by Zhu Cixu and Li Yue'e totaled 40,000 households. Moreover, the basis of these four ten thousand households are the military households of Dashun Prefecture... That is quite cruel!
If we want to talk about real strength, Zhu Cijiong cannot beat Zhu Cixiu at all.
"Your Majesty is wise!" Zhu Cijiong's military master Fu Shan already understood what his lord meant, "We have to find a way to swallow up the 40,000 households of the Nine Kings before we can grow big in the Western Regions..."
"Seventy thousand households are not that big!" Zhu Cijiong smiled bitterly, "These 70,000 households are all the households in the territory that Lao Jiu and I can control at the moment, and the 140,000 households in Zhungeer are just the national The number of clans!”
The lands occupied by the Jungar Kingdom are all cities and oases with the largest population and the most developed agriculture in Central Asia. Not counting the 140,000 households in the inner circle of the Quanbu, there are at least three to four million ruled people. Although this group of people cannot join the army of Zhungeer, they can allow the strong men of Zhungeer's nationality to temporarily leave their jobs and join the army. Therefore, the strength between Zhun Geer, Zhu Cijiong and Zhu Cixuan is not a question of 140,000 versus 70,000...
Zhu Cijiong added: "So the combined strength of Lao Jiu and I is not very strong. So we can't occupy more land, let alone kill each other..."
This is really difficult for Zhu Cijiong to die for!
He and Zhu Cixiu jointly only had 70,000 households and a population of more than 300,000. They could barely establish a country and colonize in the west of the Chu River and Ili Valley, the northern slopes of the Tianshan Mountains and around Rehai - this land was nourished by the melting snow of the Tianshan Mountains. , there are abundant water resources to support farming. And because there was no large-scale and long-term reclamation in the past, and there was no large amount of rain to wash away the nutrients in the land, the land in this area is quite fertile.
Although the climate is cold, the time available for crops to grow is shorter. But it is enough to support the production of wheat, oats, rye or soybeans for a season. Since there are fewer people and more land, there is no problem in supporting grassland crop rotation.
In this relatively superior living environment, the 70,000 households of Zhu Cijiong and Zhu Cixuan will definitely be able to maintain a high population growth rate. Coupled with the continuous inflow of immigrants from Hexi and Anxi, the population will grow to more than one million people in 20 to 30 years. It's possible!
But if there is going to be a brother-in-law fight... how many people can there be after the fire of seven thousand households? If everyone dies, then there will be nothing left.
Besides, his people couldn't defeat Zhu Cixiu and Li Yuee's people. Not only were the numbers small, but there was no one to rally around. If a fight really breaks out, Zhu Cijiong will most likely let Zhu Cixiu and Li Yue'e's people hack him to death!
Since you can't kill him, you must be a good brother!
"Your Majesty," Zhang Xixian, Zhu Cijiong's spy chief, said after careful consideration, "Since ancient times, there have been no two kings among the people, and no two monarchs in the country! But the Ninth Prince came with 40,000 households. I'm afraid it is impossible for him to serve as his ministers..."
"Military advisor, what do you mean by this?" Wang Fuchen refused as soon as he heard it. "If the nine kings don't serve as ministers, is it possible for the king to become a minister? The king is the direct brother of the current emperor. He is the most responsible person in overcoming difficulties and a dignified representative. O king!"
Zhu Cijiong frowned and turned his attention to Military Master Fu Shan.
Fu Shan thought about it and said, "Your Majesty, in fact, not all countries in the world may have kings and fathers!"
"You don't have a king?" Wang Fuchen's eyes widened and he looked like he was about to explode. "Military advisor, what do you mean? Are we going to build a republic in the Western Regions?"
Zhang Xixian shook his head repeatedly, "This is not possible... We have followed the king here for thousands of miles. Don't we just want to follow the king to open up new territories and create a dynasty together? Then we can be granted titles and land, and pass it on to our children and grandchildren?" If we build a republic that does not have the titles of princes, does not follow the rules of hereditary rule, and uses public weapons for public comment, wouldn’t our hard work be in vain?”
Fu Shan shook his head: "If the Nine Kings become kings, then our hard work will be even more in vain! We might as well build a republic first and bring together the 40,000 households of the Nine Kings and our 30,000 households. Then we can slowly Let's think of ways to win over the people under the Nine Kings. As long as there are more people, we can naturally change the republic to the king's government. Then the king will be the king again!"
Zhang Xixian and Wang Fuchen still had their brows furrowed, and they obviously did not approve of the republic.
Zhu Cijiong also frowned: "The military adviser is talking about the ancestors' strategy of building high walls, hoarding food, and slowly becoming king! But a republic must have a leader, right?" He thought for a while, "How about we make a double plan? Archon?"
"No," Fu Shan shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, you can step back and become the king, but you must never give up your position as the leader of the Republic... You are over forty this year, and the Nine Kings are only in their early twenties. If you and the Nine Kings sit on the dragon bed together, who will your subordinates think will last longer?"
"Then..." Zhu Cijiong asked again, "Can I be the protector of the country?"
"No way," Fu Shan still shook his head, "The Lord Protector of England does not have the name of an emperor but the reality of an emperor... The Nine Kings are not stupid, how can they agree?"
"This won't work, and that won't work either," Wang Fuchen said a little impatiently, "What should we do?"
Zhu Cijiong also looked at his military advisor.
"Your Majesty," Fu Shan said thoughtfully, "you can be a commander-in-chief with a term of office...the term is ten years. After you have served one term, you will give it to the Nine Kings. Let your son do it, and after your son does it, let the son of the Nine Kings do it..."
Zhu Cijiong frowned: "From now on, the two families will take turns to be the king, no, will they be the commander-in-chief?"
Fu Shan said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you have ten years to 'build walls high and store grain', but you still can't win the hearts of the people? Then the Senate of the Republic will hold a meeting and elect you as the king."
"Okay!" Zhu Cijiong smiled, "The military advisor's method is feasible... If I can't win people's hearts in ten years, then I'll take turns with Lao Jiu!" He glanced at Wang Fuchen, "Lao Jiu's Where are people?"
"The vanguard has almost arrived in Yining, and the main force is still guarding Hami." Wang Fuchen said, "They have had a hard time along the way. After walking for more than half a year, many people died. I'm afraid they have lost some vitality."
Zhu Cijiong shook his head, "It won't hurt too much... The Hexi and Anxi armies provided supplies along the way, and the Xichuan Army also gave a lot of things. So those who can't walk these thousands of miles are the old and the weak, and they can't survive." All those who came down were young and strong.
Ma Yaozi, make arrangements. This king is going to Yining to personally greet Luoshan King’s large group of troops... and by the way, talk to him about building a country in the Western Regions. "
"Your Majesty," Wang Fuchen asked again at this time, "What is the name of our Republic of Laoshi? The Republic of Dai?"
"The Republic of China... is not easy to pronounce!" Zhu Cijiong thought for a while, "Our country is in the Western Region, and the capital is on the Chu River, so why not call it the Republic of Western Chu!"
