At a Scottish golf course, two men were sitting on the sidelines, with a few bottles of whiskey, a few barrels of dried meat, a few pieces of luggage, some tent cloth and other equipment that looked like they came from a tourist store.
Carrying such simple items, it is difficult to imagine that these two men are now the leaders of two civil servants in the British Empire, with the future and destiny of hundreds of thousands of imperial civil servants in their hands.
There were some gentlemen playing golf not far away, which obviously did not disturb the two people's leisurely enjoyment.
Edward Bridges was extremely bored and motioned to Norman Brooke beside him, and then the two of them stood up and decided to walk around.
"Little Allen already knew what happened in Northern Rhodesia, so he further proposed that he hope that the country would cooperate and spread the word. The local residents in the colonies would have a tendency to follow suit, so as to put pressure on the Congress Party. Recently, the British
There are some troubles on the Indian side, and the Congress Party has exposed some ambitions that should not exist."
The two walked side by side. Norman Brooke listened to Edward Bridges's account of a series of recent events and said, "Why don't you investigate the events in Northern Rhodesia? Is the report of the local commissioner true?"
"Who cares whether it's true or not?" Edward Bridges shrugged. "Compared with all the things going on in British India, how many people are there in Northern Rhodesia? The reported numbers are already amazing.
There is no need to investigate."
"It seems that we need to implement a certain degree of information blockade to get things under control." Norman Brook nodded in approval.
"Norman, blocking information is a common method used by authoritarian countries." Edward Bridges corrected him unhurriedly, "We decided not to publish it after discussion through democratic procedures."
"But we are a democracy after all." Of course Norman Brooke understood that there was actually no difference in essence, it was just a typical rhetorical shirk of responsibility.
"We are a British democracy." Edward Bridges chuckled, then waved his hands and said, "The matter has passed. Let us think about the biggest thing for the British Empire at present. The problem of British India must be
It needs to be handled well. The overall meaning of the local civil servants is that India cannot be allowed to obtain the so-called inheritance rights after independence. Indeed, even before independence, it has already developed ambitions for neighboring countries. If there is a chance in the future, it will not settle accounts with us?"
"This little guy, Allen, has a very good mind. He happened to seize the situation in Northern Rhodesia and thought of using the interests of overseas Indians to put pressure on the Congress Party." Norman Brook frowned and said, "Actually, that's right.
You might as well give it a try. There are Indians in all the colonies. If added together, it is not a small number. If we can achieve our goal, it will be easier for us to intervene in future situations. Generally speaking, Allen has a very big influence on colonial affairs.
talent."
"If a civil servant wants to develop, he cannot always work in the colonies." Edward Bridges frowned and shook his head. "At least he should also care about some other things. If he always works in the colonies, the pattern will be small. But
He seems to be enjoying it."
Norman Brooke raised his eyebrows, and it can be said that it has multiple meanings to be evaluated like this by the current cabinet secretary.
Edward Bridges has not officially resigned from office, but even if he does, he can still take more care of this young man, so he agreed, "He has extraordinary energy and determination to achieve his goals."
"Especially reliable!" Edward Bridges glanced at Norman Brooke and added lightly, "Now it seems that there are still some shortcomings in experience. What I mean by shortcomings refers to serious foreign affairs and international affairs.
The concept is not about the specific work in the colonies, but he has no shortage of colonial work experience."
Both of them agreed that a young civil servant with a vision for the future must not just focus on the colonies.
Although colonial affairs are also very important, if you want to move to a higher level, such a resume is not enough.
Civil servants in British India are now using their personal connections to seamlessly connect and continue to serve the empire after returning to their homeland. This trend has intensified after the current Prime Minister nationalized and a large number of state-owned enterprises emerged.
However, there was no Alan Wilson among this group of people. Edward Bridges and Norman Brooke knew this clearly. It seems that this Assistant Commissioner of British India really wants to stand on the last duty?
Alan Wilson got off the bus from the New Delhi station in a hurry, walking in the wind with the air of Hu Hansan coming back again. He had been out for nearly twenty days, not because he had to hide out, mainly because Hyderabad was safer than New Delhi, which was conducive to
The information was kept confidential. Everything in Hyderabad was run by Ali Khan himself, including the telegraph office. Only by contacting the outside world there could he feel safe.
"It's a pity that we still don't have enough time, otherwise we can go to Malaya and see the crocodiles and freshwater dolphins I raised." The governor's daughter who followed him all the way around was also having a hard time. Alan Wilson comforted the little girl softly.
Girl, be happy.
Pamela Mountbatten was naturally worried and said hesitantly, "We are all like that. Do you want to tell my mother?"
Alan Wilson, who had just returned to the possession of Hu Hansan, was immediately frightened. He couldn't even understand what he said, "Theoretically, your parents have the right to know, but to be honest, I'm still a little scared."
"How come you weren't afraid at that time, but only now do you know you are?" Pamela Mountbatten complained to Alan Wilson. Where was your courage at that time? You said it was painful, but you kept trying.
"You are different from others. The main reason is that I like you so much." Without saying a word, Alan Wilson gave a rainbow fart and launched a fierce attack on the largest second-generation official in British India.
This is not the so-called cowardice, it only shows that Alan Wilson, as a gentleman, respects women.
Alan Wilson, who returned to New Delhi and reconnected with London, soon made the Congress Party understand that there was no such thing as cowardice and that he had always been the spokesperson of old imperialism.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! When I saw Patel again, Alan Wilson, who had changed his mind, told this person in a heavy tone the misfortunes that Indians overseas have encountered.
An opponent in the second round said with compassion, "I would like to express my condolences to Mr. Patel. We all don't want to see this kind of thing happen, but then again, in the eyes of the locals, overseas Indians are indeed
part of the colonial government."
"Mr. Allen, what do you mean, these Indians deserve what they deserve?" Patel initially said nothing, but as soon as he heard the last sentence, he couldn't help but retort, "You British people have not fulfilled your responsibilities as a government."
"I can't say I deserve it, I deserve it. This sentence comes from your mouth. I really hope your supporters won't be sad when they hear it." Alan Wilson waved his hands and said, "But this is indeed the attitude of these colonies towards you.
Yes, this is an undeniable fact.”
Alan Wilson's heavy tone just maintained one sentence, and then immediately changed his words, "I heard that the recent negotiations have been in a deadlock. It was your Congress Party's excessive conditions that led to this result? I really didn't expect that I was going on vacation.
For nearly 20 days, the talks that have attracted the attention of all parties have yet to produce any results. It is clear that no Indians objected, and only a small group of politicians with ambitions for neighboring countries have caused such serious consequences."
Before Patel could say anything, Alan Wilson brought the topic back, "The tragedy of Northern Rhodesia has caused London to make a deep introspection and re-understand whether the Indian communities throughout the colonies still exist.
Necessary. We are considering whether to move the local Indians back to the mainland?"
This was blackmail. Upon hearing this, Patel couldn't help but stand up and stared at Alan Wilson. If looks could kill, this British guy would have died ten thousand times.
No! Alan Wilson also responded with an innocent look. It was indeed blackmail, and it wasn't the first time.
I thought in my heart, "If you weren't Nehru's opponent, you would have taken bullets for Nehru on every occasion like this."
When their eyes met, Alan Wilson kept talking, "The colonies that moved back to the subcontinent, including but not limited to, Malaya, Arabia, Africa, Mauritius, and Guyana in South America, are not as large as the population of India itself.
Not much, probably more than a million, certainly less than 10 million."
While Patel was still in shock, Alan Wilson kept talking, "Ethnic conflicts have also reminded London that since there are so many conflicts, it is necessary to establish a nation-state in accordance with European traditions.
, seems to be a better way out for British India."
After hearing these words, Patel's blood surged. Isn't this going to turn India into a place full of small countries? He must not allow this kind of future to happen. "This is malicious to the entire India. Mr. Allen knows this."
Are there any consequences?"
"Of course I know that the one most likely to come to power will be the Communist Party of India." Alan Wilson pointed at the northern road with his finger. "I wonder if Mr. Patel watches the international news? It seems that the civil war in the north has entered a stalemate stage."
While Alan Wilson was going to Hyderabad, the landmark battle in the artillery party's key offensive had been fought, and the wife-murderer was killed in Menglianggu.
The all-out attack failed, and the key attack also failed. The United States, the new world hegemon, has now attracted all its attention to East Asia. It has no time to care about Africa and Northern Rhodesia. It sounds like a place where nothing matters.
"I wonder what the class-conscious Communist Party of India will turn India into in the future? Although this future is worrying, the most worrying thing should be the Indians. After all, we can just walk away." Alan Wilson boasted
Whistle, "I wonder if Mr. Patel thinks what I said is right? By the way, the negotiations will resume tomorrow, and the Governor's Office is ready to achieve results without the Congress Party."
After saying this, without giving Patel time to think about it, Alan Wilson stood up and left directly, walking briskly and with a strong body.
"Mr. Allen, wait a minute." Patel shouted to the back of Allen Wilson, who had already walked to the door.