Chapter 438: The Conqueror of Ireland

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By the end of 1559, the whole of Ireland had finally made peace.

Dublin, Ireland's largest port and regional capital, is buzzing with activity today.

On the streets of Dublin, people are singing and laughing, clowns, singing and dancing, and even magic tricks, all kinds of vendors are shouting loudly, and pedestrians are constantly looking up, not knowing which product to choose.

And the children also surrounded the clown, clapping their hands as they ran, singing ballads that they didn't know where they came from.

In the streets and alleys, the army also leaned lazily against the wall, chatting from time to time, and there were smiles on their faces.

People no longer need to be as afraid of attacks as they used to be.

Today is a happy day and a day of great significance.

Today, the remnants from all over the island of Ireland have come to Dublin, to the Governor's Palace, to celebrate the successful conquest of Ireland.

Yes, it took nine years to conquer all of Ireland completely.

Yes, that's right, on the island of Ireland, at the end of the year, almost all the tribes swore allegiance to His Majesty Edward, and dozens of knighthoods, large and small, were sealed, and hundreds of knighthoods were knighted.

Of course, the highest title will certainly not exceed that of an earl, an earl, is already their highest rank.

After more than three months of reporting and statistics, the population of the entire Irish region has reached 600,000, with more than 103,000 immigrants and nearly 400,000 Celts.

This is still the result of the large-scale attacks and massacres of various strongholds, and according to the statistics of later generations, the colonial rule in the past few years has wiped out at least 300 large and small tribes, and more than 100,000 people have disappeared from this world.

"Gentlemen, please be quiet!" Governor General of Ireland Thomas. Ma En pressed his hand, showed a smile, and said excitedly:

"Although a few days ago, many tribes went to London to accept the knighthood of His Majesty the King, but the specific territorial deed has not yet been signed, and Ireland has not yet been truly incorporated into the arms of the kingdom!"

As soon as His Excellency the Governor spoke, all of them, including the officers who remained behind and the leaders of the great tribes, held their breath for fear of disturbing his speech.

"Yesterday, the decree from the king and the cabinet was officially delivered to me, everyone listen carefully!"

Hearing something related to their vital interests, the dozens of big tribal leaders who arrived immediately pricked up their ears.

Glancing at the earnest crowd, His Excellency the Governor continued:

"Earl, five hundred guards are allowed; Viscounts, who are allowed to have three hundred guards privately; the barons, who are allowed to guard the private soldiers with two hundred; Jazz and knights, guarding private soldiers within 100 people! ”

Hearing this, all the tribal leaders suddenly had a smile on their faces, which was very much in line with their expectations, and even a little exceeded.

In the past, when the population was only a few thousand, excluding the old, weak, sick and disabled, the strength obtained was only a few hundred, which quite met his requirements.

Seeing the smiling tribal leaders, the corners of His Excellency's mouth curled, and he continued:

"However, in order to protect the security of Ireland, every baron and above nobles must contribute half of their private soldiers as the army of the Kingdom of Ireland!"

"The knights and knights need to contribute ten pounds a year as a contribution to the army's military expenses!"

"What?" "How can this be?" When these tribal leaders heard this, they were immediately taken aback and began to discuss.

In this way, aren't these big tribal leaders about the same as those small leaders? What about status.

"Quiet—" His Excellency the Governor rebuked, furrowing his brows, and said sharply, "I am reading the royal decree, who is going to die?" ”

"Since you are loyal to my king, you should take the corresponding responsibility, otherwise your tribe would have gone to God long ago!"

Seeing that these chiefs bowed their heads, His Excellency the Governor continued to read:

"Earldom, fifty miles; Thirty miles of viscountdom; Baronial Domain, twenty miles; Knights and knights, no more than ten miles in territory! ”

Fifty square miles, the size of five Macaus, and all the noble fiefdoms combined, are equivalent to one-fifth of the island of Ireland.

Even the smallest ten miles have tens of thousands of acres, which is enough for the tribesmen to live.

As for the size of these lands, these naturalized chiefs have received some common sense education, plus explanations, and they are very satisfied with this.

Most of them were beyond the range of their lives, and suddenly the resentment against the previous terms disappeared a lot.

So, everyone accepted it.

In this way, His Majesty Edward received four-fifths of the land of Ireland out of thin air, and the Celtic tribes were satisfied, and everyone rejoiced!

However, what all the tribes did not expect was that the current population, the land, of course, could accommodate it, and even be surplus.

And what if it's a few decades from now? What about a large increase in population? No one could have imagined it.

"It is necessary for all nobles to pay taxes to the Doge's Palace, and the earl is a hundred sheepskins or a hundred pounds a year......

"All nobles shall not fight, fight, or disobey each other!"

"All nobles are not allowed to change the area of the fief without authorization, and those who violate it will be wiped out!"

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In this way, sixteen laws strictly regulated the order of the island of Ireland, and also gave the nobles responsibilities and obligations.

This became the universal law of the island of Ireland, and the Irish used to call it the Entente between the King and the Irish.

However, for more people in the United Kingdom, the Dublin Code is still the most familiar.

It is also difficult for our Majesty the King to rack his brains on how to rule Ireland.

Feudalism? County system? Or is it a colonial system, or a military district system directly under the army?

All of this flashed through the king's mind.

Finally, in desperation, he thought of the Cabinet, the body of the head of the coalition government.

After several days of discussion by the cabinet, combined with the actual situation in Ireland, the combination of feudalism and county system was chosen.

It can also be called: one island, two systems

In the fifths occupied by the Kates, a strengthened version of medieval feudalism was practiced.

In four-fifths of the places occupied by immigrants, the county system is introduced.

In other words, each has its own management and does not conflict with each other.

In this way, the whole island of Ireland is at peace.

However, Edward did not care about the question of whether it was suitable for 100,000 people to occupy four-fifths of the island of Ireland, and he would not remind those troubles after the tribal population grew.

However, it is a great merit to let the Celts of Ireland go back from slavery to, no, directly to feudalism.

His Majesty Edward felt that he had a great credit for helping the Celts save the Celts from ignorance to civilization!

At this time, the cabinet reported very interestingly, wanting to add him the title of "Irish Conquistador", and his attitude was still very hard.

Edward, in desperation, had no choice but to accept it, even though he had not been to Ireland once.

Originally, there was also the title of "Scottish Conquistador", but considering the feelings of the Scottish nobility, Edward did not accept it.

After all, Scotland has become one with England and is one of the main fulcrums of the United Kingdom.

However, for the title of Irish Conquistador, it also sounds good.

His Majesty Edward was satisfied.