"What Sir Barron said is that in the face of this kind of natural disaster, I also think that all sects should coexist peacefully and tide over the difficulties together." Alan Wilson stood upright, practicing how to stand and speak without pain in the back, but then said with an expression of embarrassment.
, "I personally think that the Governor-General must come forward to clarify the legal system and combat the chaos caused by the drought, especially the behavior of hoarding."
"Good idea, these Indians always make people worry. Don't they know that this kind of behavior will only increase people's panic?" Sir Barron continued to accuse the Indians, and his tone could be said to be merciless.
"Who says it isn't?" Alan Wilson said with a helpless look on his face, "If the drought cannot be contained, a group of angry civilians must be killed. This can be regarded as an expression of the Governor's Government's determination to fight the drought."
As for killing Indians to show the Governor-General's determination to fight the subcontinent's drought, there is of course no problem, and it should be done so, as long as it is included in the statistics.
Leaving Lord Barron's office, Alan Wilson went to the Supreme Court of British India to find Chief Justice Clark. It can be imagined that judicial officials have been in a good mood recently. They have upheld justice and are able to balance public and private matters. They have found a judicial official in the UK.
The value of belonging to India is to get the best of both worlds.
Now there is no need to worry about the hidden dangers of poverty rather than inequality. There are two things to do when you come to the Supreme Court. The first thing is more important. We must severely crack down on the illegal and criminal behavior of Indian businessmen hoarding. Doing so in a year of famine is almost the same as killing people.
Equivalent. This kind of behavior occurs during natural disasters and must be severely cracked down on.
"These Indian businessmen have disrupted the normal market. Gentlemen cannot tolerate this kind of behavior." Alan Wilson said categorically, "Chief Andrew's grain has not been sold yet, and he has to face a chaotic market. This kind of behavior
It’s just outrageous.”
Of course, the person who was outrageous was not the chief executive of Bengal Province, but a small group of Indian grain merchants who maliciously disrupted the market and hoarded it. Clark calmly picked up the tea cup and motioned to Alan Wilson to continue.
"Many gentlemen have suggested that laws should be introduced to combat this kind of hoarding behavior and that the food they hoard should be confiscated and handed over to more reliable people who care about the future of the subcontinent." Alan Wilson maintained fairness and the rule of law.
"I think there is no one better able to think about the future of the subcontinent than the chief executive and the governor-general of each province." Clark wiped the single-sided lens he was wearing and gave a quote at the same time. "Of course, Alan, you also know that the British
Things in India have always been complicated, with many sects and endless chatter. It is easy to find criticism when it comes to making decisive laws, and ordinary people will not take the risk."
As soon as Clark finished speaking, Alan Wilson stretched out two fingers and said that in the crackdown on hoarding, judicial officials should account for 20% of the share. At the same time, he said, "The number of administrative officials far exceeds that of judicial officials. Dear Chief
Judge, we are all members of the gentry and understand each other."
"I didn't expect that when the subcontinent was facing famine, such heinous behavior would occur. Don't those Indian grain merchants know that they are taking the lives of their compatriots?" Clark said with an indignant look, "Give it to me.
The law was promulgated in one day and immediately extended to the entire subcontinent.”
"A very responsible decision." Alan Wilson sincerely praised him. When he left the Supreme Court, he held Chief Justice Clark's execution order in his hand.
Because the drought has arrived, Vivien Leigh is about to go to the United States to spread the news of the drought in British India to the world, and at the same time start this work of alms on behalf of the Indians.
Before Vivien Leigh leaves, justice must always be served, and it must not be lifted high and put down lightly. Otherwise, Vivien Leigh's debut documentary may not be so sensational.
Now the entire subcontinent is paying attention to the drought. The previous Operation Holy Lady has not received such great attention. This is a good opportunity. Even Patel, who speaks for these temple elders, has already set off for London. No one can
Prevent justice from coming.
The sun is scorching, the wind is light, the clouds are clear, and the earth is being roasted by blazing flames, and it cannot help but tremble under the crushing force of military vehicles.
A dead leaf was floating in the middle of the road, being picked up and then falling by the passing vehicles, like a lonely leaf in a stormy sea.
For the soldiers of the British Army in India, this may be the largest shooting mission since the Indian Rebellion.
Moreover, all the soldiers who carried out the execution had no sense of guilt in their hearts, and with the idea of justice coming, they took these unkempt Indians of various ages to the execution ground.
In the preset execution ground, cameras with different angles have been set up, ready to record the scene where justice is served. As the end of the documentary "India's Daughter", as for the subtitles to be added at the end, Vivien Leigh has the final say.
Under the parasol, Vivien Leigh was wearing a British dress and wearing big sunglasses. The lenses looked very big compared to her face, but they did not detract from the British beauty's beauty. Sitting on the armchair, Vivien Leigh looked very petite.
, the calves exposed to the air jumped up and down. When Alan Wilson appeared, he said dissatisfiedly, "Why do you ask me to come to the execution ground? Isn't it too much? I will have nightmares at night."
"Didn't you come here with sunglasses? You can't see clearly what nightmare you are having. Don't think too much when it comes to justice. Think of those miserable girls." Alan Wilson sat down next to Vivien Leigh in a nonchalant manner.
"How can you do something without paying the price? Wouldn't you feel more involved this way?"
Finally, Alan Wilson said with a voice in his eyes, "Besides, if you can't sleep, just call me and I will sleep with you in my arms."
"Who wants to sleep with you?" Vivien Leigh's face was a little red under her sunglasses, and she retorted angrily, "You are still a gentleman. Now when the subcontinent is trying its best to fight the drought, others must know that you, the assistant who advocates the fight against the drought, are like this, and you still don't want to eat.
you?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I won't regret it even if you shoot me." Alan Wilson raised an eyebrow at Vivien Leigh and said ambiguously, "Because it's very worth it."
Inappropriate relationships between men and women were destined to be a small matter in Alan Wilson's career as a civil servant. Even his assistant Andy in Hyderabad found prostitutes without paying him.
Besides, whether it is the mainland or the colonies, how many high-ranking senior civil servants are clean?
It cannot be denied that all civil servants are unclean. After all, some departments are really without oil and water. It is relatively rare for superiors such as Alan Wilson to pay attention to civil servants in disadvantaged departments.
Facing the temptation of the huge assets of British India, he, the Assistant Commissioner of British India, was not only tempted, but also decided to act immediately. Anyway, the history is there, even from the head of the local civil service to the middle-level officials of British India.
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At this time, the preliminary distribution of this imperial legacy should have been completed. If he wants to truly participate in this carve-up feast, he, a patriot who will do anything for the empire, will inevitably have to pay a certain price and bear part of what he must
Responsibilities assumed.
Why go down to middle-level officials? It's simple. The bottom-level officials are Indians, and the worst of the British are middle-level officials.
Money confuses people. For a patriot like Alan Wilson who is fearless for the sake of the empire, when faced with such a huge amount of wealth, how can he consider the cost and responsibility? The only thing he considers is,
That’s how to win-win in this carve-up feast.
Therefore, time management masters who are ready to win twice work continuously every day, adhering to the noble spirit of getting rich through hard work, and taking care of everything in every detail.
How can a demon queen understand this kind of difficulty? The demon queen is going to the United States and will be post-edited in Hollywood. Thinking of this, Alan Wilson is still quite reluctant to let go.
"How many people are you going to shoot?" Vivien Leigh took out a small mirror and prepared to put on make-up temporarily while not forgetting to ask.
"Eighteen thousand and five hundred people were arrested in relation to the temple saints, and about 1,500 people were not released on bail. Today, 500 were shot and 50 criminals were announced to be executed. This shows that the Governor-General attaches great importance to the saints group.
As for the larger-scale campaign against crimes against women, there are more criminals over there." Alan Wilson counted the treasures on his fingers and said, "Those rapists will not live long, they are a group of low-caste criminals who have no money to bail.
.In the next three months to six months, we will say goodbye to this world."
"Why not be shot immediately?" Vivien Leigh, who was holding a mirror, asked dissatisfiedly, "These people should be shot."
"Thank you! I was offended." Alan Wilson has not forgotten that the British treasure in front of him was reluctant to him at first. He said from a neutral and objective perspective, "Always give it some time and don't force it.
How do the families of these criminals know whether they really have no money to bail or they are pretending to have no money to bail?”
"Should I applaud your original act of kindness?" Vivien Leigh rolled her eyes at Alan Wilson, but unfortunately the latter didn't receive it because of the obstruction of his sunglasses.
"It has nothing to do with originality." Alan Wilson waved his hand and said that what kind of originality is the silver coin? It is the original creation of Mr. He. As a small assistant to the British Indian Commissioner, he can only stand on the shoulders of giants.
further.
The prisoner being escorted for execution has arrived. Because the conditions between China and Britain are different, it is not necessary for the prisoner to have his hands behind his back and his back to the dark muzzle of the gun. Face to face is more in line with the relationship between the two parties.
Seeing this scene, the temple elders who were usually respected and worshiped began to beg for mercy, with snot in their eyes and tears in their eyes. Their voices were filled with grief, indignation and regret, and every face was filled with anger and regret.
"Shoot!" Following the British officer's order, short and intensive gunshots rang out, and everything came to an abrupt end.
"Take the next batch." The British officer who ordered the shooting didn't even look at it and shouted to the soldiers behind him.