"As for formal negotiations to jointly solve the current problems, we still cannot treat the MCA as nothing at this stage." Alan Wilson clasped his hands behind his back and said in front of Su Yang, "But I believe that if this matter is settled smoothly, you and Tian
Sir, you should be on an equal footing with the traditional leaders of the MCA. When the time comes, I will give you a hand, and from now on the Chinese will have the final say. Don’t rush to replace them now.”
"I know that the signatures of three million people must require the help of the MCA." Su Yang nodded and hesitated and couldn't help but said, "But this number of people is too many, and it is a bit difficult."
"This is already stuck. The total Chinese population is 5.9 million." Alan Wilson shook his head firmly and said, "You must get three million people's petition signatures. I will fly them to London and request
His Majesty the King granted amnesty to more than 30,000 prisoners in the prison. In fact, it is not difficult if you think about it. Are there really only 30,000 people who attacked the prisoner of war camp? The appeal of the two of you can only gather a few thousand people at best.
The rest are just following the trend, and it’s impossible to count the number of people.”
"Even if 30,000 people are arrested, most of the fish will still slip through the net. I think many of the people who sit in for sit-in petitions are criminals who have not been caught. Such enthusiastic petitions are just to let the matter pass quickly, in the name of letting them exonerate themselves.
Pay attention. Does this count as reasonable suspicion?"
"Huh?" Su Yang opened his mouth. This was indeed a reasonable suspicion, "I'm afraid the MCA would also find it very difficult."
"Isn't that just right? From now on, it's up to you Chinese workers who have been to Newfoundland to protect the interests of the Chinese. You can leave the MCA alone." Alan Wilson laughed out loud when he heard this. "As long as my bottom line is set low enough,
Whatever the outcome is, it’s all earned.”
British Malaya at this time was just like the extremely fierce Fourth Battle, full of confrontation, but in fact it was not.
London thinks the situation in Kuala Lumpur is on the verge of breaking out, but Alan Wilson is eating and drinking in Kuala Lumpur every day.
Everyone believed that this was a test for the British Empire's colonial rule in Malaya. However, Alan Wilson did not think so.
The Japanese believed that Alan Wilson would deal with it seriously for the sake of his own face, but the face of colonial officials was never valuable. If colonial officials loved face, they would not choose to work overseas.
Colonial officials come to work overseas for money. This was the case when they were willing to go to British India, and it is the same now when they come to British Malaya. As for face, it is not worth a penny.
The so-called turmoil suddenly disappeared after Alan Wilson expressed his willingness to have a formal dialogue through Su Yang. The sit-in petition that had lasted for nearly a month disappeared instantly.
This matter has entered the second stage, conducting sincere negotiations to see what conditions the other party can offer. Alan Wilson set the date for negotiations on March 1.
March 1st was not special, it was just that he had been living in the Administrative Office for a long time and wanted to spend a few days sleeping with his big British baby in his arms.
"You scared me. There are so many people surrounding the administrative office. It's really worrying." Holding the man in her arms, with a delicate face pressed against Alan Wilson's chest, Vivien Leigh expressed her worries.
"With the British soldiers guarding us, nothing will happen." Alan Wilson stretched out his hand to touch the woman's hair and comforted softly, "The situation is controllable. Compared with these petitioners who have a large number of people, after all, we are still
Dominant. There should be no doubt about that."
"That's how you are, always thinking that nothing is wrong." Vivien Leigh complained softly, a pair of arms hugging Alan Wilson's body and not letting go, "I don't want David to lose his father at such a young age. You can't do this in the future."
Vivien Leigh raised her head slightly, and Alan Wilson just lowered his head to kiss her red lips, and said with a bad smile, "Why does Vivian care about me so much? In fact, I have always been a little worried in my heart, and I can't get into your heart."
"Don't make trouble, we are all like this." The flesh under the stall twitched, seeming to remind Alan Wilson of the current reality, "Can't you feel my love for you?"
"I want to feel more realistically. Today I decided to challenge my weakness." Alan Wilson smiled wickedly and decided to regain the loss of being blocked for nearly a month this night.
Although the days of being the commissioner of British Malaya were very hard and involved certain risks, as an excellent colonial commissioner, Alan Wilson still endured them all.
On March 1, when the leaders of the MCA, Tan Cheng Lok, Lim Lian Yuk, and Su Yang, who had been running for it, arrived at the Malayan Commissioner's Office, they saw a slightly haggard Alan Wilson.
This formal negotiation is the most noteworthy matter in the current British Malayan Colony. Every move affects the hearts of millions of people. If it goes well, everything will be easy. If the negotiation fails, tens of thousands of heads will fall.
"Please sit down! We all know each other, no need to introduce myself." Alan Wilson, who had been somewhat distracted by playing with the national treasure recently, let out a long yawn and stretched out his hand to ask several Chinese leaders to sit down.
Then there was a long silence. Alan Wilson had nothing to say and was still thinking about the special treatment given to him by Vivien Leigh.
"Master Zhongtang, our purpose is to release the detained people. After all, this number is too many." Lin Lianyu said first, "That is tens of thousands of lives after all. Beheading them all means tens of thousands of families are broken. This is not
In keeping with the gentlemanly manners of the British Empire."
"Gentlemanly manners? This is not local!" Alan Wilson's eyes widened slightly and he corrected, "We in the UK have always followed the local customs and respect the local customs very much, so we only implement Qing laws for Chinese people. Although
The executioner may have a harder time, but I believe the Malays are very willing to serve."
"Master Zhongtang, why do we need to give Japan an explanation? The Chinese are the backbone of Malaya. We can live in harmony." Chen Zhenlu's words went straight to the point, "Tens of thousands of people died. After what happened in the prisoner of war camp,
You can indeed do this, but if you really do it, it will not be good for Britain. Tens of thousands of families will be broken up, and some unknown forces will take advantage of it and destroy the stability here."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Alan Wilson stared at Chen Zhenlu, and the entry point of these words was obviously much smarter, a bit like the leader of the MCA.
"I don't care about Japan. After all, it is just a colony that does not recognize it as a colony. There is nothing to worry about. But after this incident happened, I saw a very bad trend. If I don't deal with it seriously, what if?
Will there come a day when the Chinese are really dissatisfied with the colonial government?"
Alan Wilson glanced at the leading Chinese figures in Malaya and changed the topic, "Today we are facing the Japanese, but there is no guarantee that one day if we are not clear-headed, we will attack the British. I have reasonable doubts. What do you think?
?”
The atmosphere froze for a while, and several people looked at each other. This suspicion was indeed not excessive.
At this time, Su Yang stepped forward to relieve the embarrassment, and said like a dumbfounded young man, "Master Zhongtang, what you actually want is nothing more than a guarantee. We can definitely give you a guarantee. If Master Zhongtang puts it forward, let's see if we can do it."
arrive."
"Commissioner Gerald made a real mistake in bringing in Chinese people. If he knew this would happen, he might think so now." Alan Wilson raised an eyebrow, "According to my previous thoughts, after killing all the criminals
, the work of repatriating the Chinese will begin immediately. But after all, I am not a cruel person. Since you want a guarantee, well, let me tell you a few conditions."
"I want the joint signatures of three million Chinese people to guarantee that they will not oppose British colonial rule. If I can do this, I will release the 30,000 people in prison."
"If you can't do it, I will not only kill the criminals in the prison, but also start deporting the Chinese to correct the mistakes of the previous commissioner." Alan Wilson paused at this point, "Is it reasonable? Even the request for repatriation is
It’s not too much, the indigenous people here are Malays, and you Chinese are outsiders just like the British.”
It's not too much to be reasonable, but who of the Chinese who already have a stable life in Malaya wants to be deported?
"Three million people jointly signed the pledge of allegiance?" Chen Zhenlu took a breath and lost his voice, "Isn't it too difficult?"
"You also need to fingerprint, not just sign." Alan Wilson said in a considerate tone, "I will give you a month to gather this number, and I am willing to return to London and ask for help from the king in the hope that the king will issue an amnesty.
, if you can't do it, people will still be beheaded, and the Chinese will start to be repatriated. The time has come to test your unity. Don't always talk about how cohesive your nation is. Proving it with this incident is more effective than saying it over and over again."
Anyway, Alan Wilson feels that using three million people to guarantee 30,000 lives is not too much. Maybe it can even exceed the task.
As for any other alternatives proposed by the MCA, Alan Wilson shook his head and rejected them all. Apart from signing a joint pledge of allegiance to the British Empire, he would not agree to any conditions. "I just asked you to pledge allegiance to the royal family. Is it so difficult?"
In the following days, several people began to discuss this problem with Alan Wilson, and finally understood that there was only one solution.
On this day, the British Malaya Administrative Office announced the results of the negotiations. The Chinese must gather the joint guarantees of three million people and the declaration of allegiance of the same number. Only in this way, Alan Wilson will return to London and apply for amnesty for attacking prisoners of war.
camp, the criminals who caused the bloodshed.
"You only have thirty days." As soon as this news was announced, the entire Chinese community in Malaya immediately fell into an intensive collection of joint signatures.