Chapter 223 – Alan of Pakistan
“So let’s say we, we’re supposed to be getting a new Governor, but no word has come in yet.” Ender said with a surprised look on his face, “Doesn’t that mean that there is going to be a window of vacancy at one end of the Viceroy.”
“Wouldn’t that be better, originally British India is what we say it is, with or without a governor general it doesn’t delay anything, if there is no governor general it would be better.” Alan Wilson heard a face with longing sigh.
If nothing else, the new Viceroy would be Mountbatten, but then again, though that would be a good result.
But a better outcome would still be no Governor! Though he knew it was a delusion, it was always a thought, wasn’t it?
“It’s good enough to have a window of opportunity, the country is not going to sit back and watch British India go without a Viceroy.” Sir Barron saw Allen Wilson’s small mind at a glance, and directly opened his mouth to poke this delusion, “I just don’t know who it is!”
“Yes, I wonder if the new governor is good to get along with.” Allen Wilson absentmindedly perfunctory, this was a real problem for him personally, sure it could be good, but it could also be bad. Who knew what impression Mountbatten had made on him?
It is useless to think so much, the iron is still hard, first return British India a clear sky, more important than anything else.
Although it is an optimist, but in the case of Mountbatten’s attitude is not clear, Allen Wilson inevitably still be affected by the mood, this point Fei Wenli feel the most obvious, “What’s wrong?”
“I’m on fire today.” Reaching out and grasping Fei Wenli’s hair and pressing it down, Alan Wilson let out a long breath, which quickly turned into a sigh of relief.
Afterwards, he couldn’t help but apologize to Vivien Leigh, stating that he wasn’t usually like this, he was just a little depressed today.
“Well, knowing you’re in a bad mood, I’ll forgive you this time.” Reaching out and wiping her mouth, Fei Wen Li blankly glanced at Alan Wilson and went to the next room to rinse her mouth and came back, showing the woman’s broad mind, not having a general opinion with the lad.
“To get a new governor, it scares you like this, where is your usual aura? Normally you’re not like this!”
“Usually is usually!” Alan Wilson opened his mouth and didn’t explain to Fei Wen Li what Mountbatten meant to him, in case he had to put shoes on himself because of his daughter’s problems, how could he possibly carry it off.
It was good that Fei Wenli didn’t dwell on this issue either, and unhappily said, “You people, every day you are trying to figure out other people’s minds, are you tired or not?”
“If I didn’t bother to speculate on other people’s minds, Vivian you wouldn’t have come to the subcontinent, and it was my suggestion to let you come.” Alan Wilson said with a smug look on his face, “I saw you at the venue of the cultural exchange and wanted to get you ……”
“You’ve got it, happy.” Fei Wen Li elbowed Allen Wilson and said in a bad mood, “Not very old, so many bad intentions, really bad.”
“There are more bad people where I work, people here are mean, who let there be bad people among the masses.” Alan Wilson shrugged off the blame with a scowl, “Just look at British India now, which people are good to deal with? If I am not on my guard, the Indians will dare to ride on our heads; these Indians are capable of anything.”
“And can you go too far? Your behavior would have started a duel in the Middle Ages, and no man can all stand the fact that his wife is unfaithful.” Reaching out her fingertips and nudging Alan Wilson’s large nose, Vivienne pretended to be menacing and intimidating.
“How is it that we gentlemen of the British Empire are the same as the rednecks of Europe.” Alan Wilson leaned back full of concern and opened his mouth to take the demon queen’s finger in, saying vaguely, “A gentleman naturally has a gentleman’s way.”
Medieval Europe has a dueling tradition, Britain of course is no exception, but a gentleman naturally has a gentleman’s approach, dueling has become the patent of the British gentlemen, the gentlemen’s duel to play is the heartbeat, but the mortality rate can not be compared to the opposite side of the Frenchman.
The French in the Napoleonic Wars, because of the duel died more than eight thousand people, absolutely full of martial virtues.
George III was in power for several decades, the total number of British duels is one hundred and seventy-two, there are three hundred and forty-four people involved, but only sixty-nine people sacrificed, the death rate of the duel is only two percent. This mortality rate is not equal to the rate of premature deaths in the same period.
The duel in England is different from the duel in Europe, first of all the gold content is very high, the Duke of York, the Duke of Richmond, the Duke of Buckingham, the Duke of Bedford, the Prime Minister of Pitt and other nearly twenty of the most top aristocrats and political bigwigs have participated in the duel.
Now Vivien Leigh threatened Alan Wilson with the fact that her husband would propose a duel, which made Alan Wilson very upset and decided to have a duel with Vivien Leigh first before the other husband arrived.
The yin and yang reconciliation was just a spice, serving the general population of the subcontinent was what Alan Wilson was assiduously striving for.
He couldn’t even begin to imagine if these people would end up extremely miserable if they left the British administration. This had better happen because it is very much in line with the teachings of Hinduism.
No matter how many good words Gandhi and Nehru said, Ali Jinnah was not going to compromise, and the early Jinnahs just wanted to fight for the equal status of the laymen, but were not accepted.
History has proved that a person who breaks away from his original stand jumps back and stamps his original ideas to the ground and never looks back. This was the case with Stalin, the seminarian, and Tito, who struck hard at Croatia.
Unless Gandhi and the Congress Party now give the Pacifists superior treatment, India and Pakistan are not destined to exist in the midst of one nation, and Jinnah would rather lead the Pacifists in a religious war with the Hindus.
Jinnah was also not at all enthusiastic about the partition of India and Pakistan in his younger days. At that time he just wanted equal rights for the Pacifists in India.
Now it is all too late, if the Congress had agreed with Jinnah earlier, there would have been no such thing as Indo-Pakistani partition, and the Pacifists in India would not have been nationally conscious.
And the pacifist problem in India would only have been better solved after independence because one Ali Jinnah was very old and had tuberculosis for a long time. Second Nehru was much younger and in good health.
So no matter how history plays out, Jinnah could not wear out Nehru, and as soon as Jinnah died, the Pacifists were left without a backbone, and then Nehru would have no more obstacles to solving the national question internally.
However, if the unity and independence is maintained, Nehru may be more determined to implement the Soviet Union, because the two religions coexist in one country, and the population base is so large that there is no way to rely on one to eliminate the other, so we can only learn from the Soviet Union, to carry out religious cleansing.
Although religious cleansing does not necessarily solve the problem once and for all, may work for a few decades, India will also have some changes. So it’s best if the partition of India and Pakistan happens as planned!
No one was more concerned about Jinnah’s health than Allen Wilson, did he take the initiative to approach the Congress Party after coming to the subcontinent? No, but he took the initiative to come and see Ali Jinnah, coming over to initiate goodwill with the good wishes of the father of the Pakistani nation to hang on.
“Dear Mr. Jinnah, it is the first time we meet under these circumstances.” Alan Wilson, as expected, after seeing Ali Jinnah, a friendly greeting, “I do not know how the body recently, your body is the entire subcontinent pacifists towards, I carry good wishes, I hope that you bring the day of Pakistan’s independence to come a little earlier.”
“I’d almost believe it if you weren’t an Englishman.” Ali Jinnah couldn’t help but burst out laughing and said, “You English are only concerned with profit, when do you care what the people of the subcontinent think?”
“It’s really because we are most concerned with interests, and we are most loyal when our interests overlap. Mr. Jinnah should know that there are two schools of thought in London regarding the future of the subcontinent. One is to retain wholeness, the other is to have a partition, the former is still a bit louder, but lately it’s not mentioned much.” Alan Wilson said this with a twist of words, “I’m the group that supports partition, and from the PMLN’s point of view, I’m our man.”
“Ah!” Arijana slowly straightened his back, his slim physique, almost on a par with Gandhi’s, made the chair under his buttocks look very wide, but it didn’t detract from the majesty of the leader of the PMLN, “The PMLN would very much like to believe that Mr. Allen is one of ours.”
“Of course, in fact, my thoughts are not a minority within the British civil service on the subcontinent, it’s just that we’re not very good at talking.” Alan Wilson said with a gentle smile, “We think the partition of India and Pakistan makes a lot of sense, even more so if we add Tupang to the mix.”
“The Tupangs are too fragmented, there are too many of them, I’ll be honest there are only ten to fifteen Tupangs that have some defense capability.” Arizona gave a programmed answer while wondering what exactly Alan Wilson meant.
“But I believe the PMLN is also capable of working hard, we have to look at that, Ali Khan, Salaman Khan, not to mention the Kashmiri turf state of Ali Singh.” Alan Wilson shook his head with a hesitant look on his face, “These places are troublesome, very troublesome, enough to cause a war. May I take the liberty of asking what Mr. Jinnah’s idea of a future Pakistan is, just a hypothesis, containing no prejudice.”
“The question is very presumptuous indeed.” Ali Jinnah answered honestly, then hesitantly said, “We are willing to bear any price as long as we are not in the same country as the Hindus.”
“Could you be a little more specific, and I will now imagine myself as Nehru, and see if I can’t find a countermeasure based on Mr. Jinnah’s idea.” Alan Wilson, with a goading tone, asked Ali Jinnah to say what was on his mind.
He had been able to sell out Eastern European interests to the Soviet Union on behalf of the British Empire, now why couldn’t he sell out the Congress Party once more? It was a joke, he was long overdue.