On a Scottish golf course, two men sit on the sidelines, bottles of whisky, barrels of dried meat, a few pieces of luggage, some tent cloths and what they look like from a travel store.

Carrying such a simple item, it is hard to imagine that these two people are the leaders of the two civil servants in the British Empire, with the future and destiny of hundreds of thousands of civil servants in their hands.

There are some gentlemen swinging not far away, which obviously didn't disturb the leisure of the two.

Edward Bridges was very bored, and motioned to Norman Brooke beside him, and then the two stood up and decided to walk around.

"Little Alan already knew about Northern Rhodesia, so he further proposed that he hoped that the country would cooperate with the local residents of the colonies, and there was a tendency to imitate them, so as to put pressure on the Congress Party. Recently, the British There's been some trouble on the Indian side, and the Congress party has exposed ambitions that shouldn't exist."

The two walked side by side, and Norman Brooke listened to Edward Bridges's recounting of the recent series of events, and said, "Why don't you investigate the matter in Northern Rhodesia, is the report of the local commissioner true?"

"Who cares if it's real or not?" Edward Bridges shrugged. "Compared to all kinds of things in British India, how many people are there in Northern Rhodesia? The reported numbers are already astonishing. There is no need to investigate."

"It seems that we need to block the news to a certain extent and bring things under control." Norman Brook nodded in approval.

"Norman, blocking news is the usual method of dictatorships." Edward Bridges corrected slowly, "We decided not to publish it after discussion through democratic procedures."

"But we're a democracy anyway." Norman Brooke of course understood that there was no difference in essence, but a typical rhetoric of shirking of responsibility.

"We are British democracy." Edward Bridges chuckled, then waved his hand, "The matter has passed, let's think about it, the biggest thing for the British Empire at present, the problem of British India must be It must be handled well. The overall meaning of the local civil servants is that the so-called inheritance rights cannot be granted to an independent India. Indeed, it has already developed ambitions for neighboring countries before independence, and will not settle accounts with us if there is a chance in the future?"

"Alan, this little guy has a very good mind. He just caught the matter of Northern Rhodesia and thought of using the interests of overseas Indians to put pressure on the Congress Party." Norman Brooke frowned and said, "Actually, Let's try it. There are Indians in all colonies. If added together, it is not a small number. If we can achieve our goal, it will be convenient for us to intervene in the future situation. In general, Allen has a very large number of colonial affairs. talent."

"If a civil servant wants to develop, he can't always work in the colony." Edward Bridges frowned and shook his head, "At least he should be concerned about some other things. If he is always in the colony, the pattern will be smaller. But He still seems to be enjoying it.”

Norman Brooke raised his eyebrows, and it can be said that it has multiple meanings to be able to get the evaluation of the current cabinet secretary.

Edward Bridges has not officially resigned, but even if he resigns, he can take more care of this young man, so he also agrees, "He has extraordinary energy and determination to achieve his goals."

"Especially reliable!" Edward Bridges glanced at Norman Brooke and added lightly, "It seems that there is still some lack of experience, and I mean the lack of serious foreign affairs and international affairs. Concept, not the specific work of the colony, he has no shortage of work experience in the colony."

Both agreed that a young civil servant with a vision for the future must not just keep his eyes on the colony.

Although colonial things are also very important, if you want to go to the next level, such a resume is not enough.

Civil servants in British India are now using their connections to seamlessly connect back to their homeland and continue to serve the empire, a trend that has intensified since the current Prime Minister nationalized and a large number of state-owned enterprises emerged.

However, there is no Alan Wilson in this group. Edward Bridges and Norman Brooke are very clear about this. It seems that this British Indian Assistant Commissioner really wants to stand on the last shift?

Alan Wilson got off the train at New Delhi station in a hurry, walking with the wind quite like I'm Hu Hansan coming back. He went out for nearly 20 days. He didn't have to hide. The main reason is that Hyderabad is safer than New Delhi, which is conducive to the confidentiality of information. Everything in Hyderabad is run by Ali Khan himself, including the telegraph office, which is only there. Only by communicating with the outside world can he feel safe.

"Unfortunately, there is still not enough time. Otherwise, we can go to Malaya and see the crocodiles and freshwater dolphins I have raised." The daughter of the governor who followed him along the way was also working hard. Alan Wilson comforted the little boy. The girl is happy.

Pamela Mountbatten was naturally concerned, and hesitantly said, "We are all like that, do you want to tell my mother?"

Alan Wilson, who had been possessed by Hu Hansan just now, was stunned and couldn't understand what he said, "Theoretically, your parents have the right to know, but to be honest, I'm still a little scared."

"Why weren't you afraid then, and now you know you're afraid?" Pamela Mountbatten complained to Alan Wilson. What was your courage at that time? Even though they said it was painful, they kept working hard.

"You are different from others, mainly because I like you too much." Alan Wilson was a rainbow fart without saying a word, and launched a fierce attack on the second generation of the largest 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, quickly let the Congress Party understand that there is no such thing as cowardice, and he has always been the spokesman of the old imperialism.

When I saw Patel again, Alan Wilson, who had been reformed, told the second-round opponent of the misfortunes of overseas Indians in a solemn tone, and sympathetically narrated, "Mr. Patel, please Sorry, we don't want to see this kind of thing happen, but then again, overseas Indians, in the eyes of the locals, are indeed part of the colonial government."

"Mr. Allen's meaning, these Indians deserve?" Patel was nothing, but when he heard the last sentence, he couldn't help but retorted, "You British people have not fulfilled the responsibility of a government."

"I can't say it deserves it. The words deserve it came out of your mouth. I really hope your supporters won't be sad when they hear it." Alan Wilson waved his hand and said, "But the attitude of these colonies towards you is indeed the case. Yes, it is an undeniable fact."

Alan Wilson's heavy tone was maintained for a sentence, and he immediately turned to say, "I heard that the recent negotiations have been deadlocked. It is your Congress party's excessive conditions that led to this consequence? I didn't expect that I would go out on vacation. For nearly 20 days, the talks that have been watched by all parties have not yet come to fruition. Obviously no Indians object, only a small group of politicians with ambitions for the surrounding area have caused such serious consequences."

Before Patel could say anything, Alan Wilson returned to the topic again, "The tragedy in Northern Rhodesia has caused London to make a profound introspection and to re-understand whether the Indian community throughout the colony still exists. Necessary. Considering whether to move the local Indians back to the mainland?"

This is blackmail, and Patel couldn't help standing up and staring at Alan Wilson. If eyes can kill, this Englishman has died 10,000 times.

Can't! Alan Wilson also returned the other party with innocent eyes, which is indeed blackmail, and it is not the first time.

He said in his heart, "If you don't say that you are not Nehru's opponent, you often block bullets for Nehru on such occasions."

When the eyes met, Alan Wilson didn't stop 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 comparable to the native population of India. Not much, probably more than one million, definitely less than ten million.”

While Patel was still in shock, Alan Wilson's mouth was still chattering~lightnovelpub.net~ The ethnic conflicts also reminded London that since there are so many contradictions, according to European The tradition of nation-states seemed to be a better way out for British India. "

Patel's blood surged after hearing these words. Isn't this turning India into a place full of small countries? He must not allow this future to appear, "This is malicious to the whole of India, does Mr. Allen know the consequences of doing so?"

"Of course I know that the one most likely to come to power will become the CPI." Alan Wilson pointed his finger at the Northern Road. "Don't you know Mr. Patel is watching international news? It seems that the civil war in the north has entered a stage of stalemate."

Just when Alan Wilson went to Hyderabad, the iconic battle in the key offensive of the Artillery Party was over, and the wife-killing madman was killed in Meng Lianggu.

The all-round attack failed, and the key attack also knelt down. The new world hegemony, the United States, is now attracting all the attention of East Asia. There is no time to care about Africa or Northern Rhodesia. It sounds like a place where birds don't shit.

"I don't know what the class-conscious CPI will look like in the future? Although this future is worrying, it should be the Indians who are most worried. After all, we can walk away." Alan Wilson blew With a 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 speaking, without giving Patel time to think about it, Alan Wilson got up and said goodbye, walking briskly and in good shape.

"Mr. Alan wait a minute." Patel called to Alan Wilson's back who had already reached the door.

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