Chapter 333 – Blackmailing Patel Again

Scottish golf course, two men settled down on the sidelines with a few bottles of whisky, a few barrels of dried meat, a few pieces of luggage that could not be less, some tent cloths and their paraphernalia as if they were from a travel goods store.

Carrying such simple items, it was hard to imagine that these two men were the heads of the two civil servants of the British Empire now, with the future and destiny of hundreds of thousands of imperial civil servants in their hands.

Not far away some other gentlemen were swinging their clubs, which apparently did not disturb the two men’s idleness.

Edward Bridges was idly bored and gestured at Norman Brooke beside him, then the two men stood up and decided to take a look around.

“Little Allen is aware of what’s going on in Northern Rhodesia, and for that reason has taken it a step further by proposing that cooperation be given at home by putting the word out that the native inhabitants of the various colonies, have a tendency to follow suit, and by doing so put pressure on the Congress Party, which has recently had some trouble over in British India, and which is revealing ambitions that shouldn’t be there.”

The two men walked side by side, Norman Brooke listened to Edward Bridges recount, the recent series of things, spoke, “Do not investigate the matter of Northern Rhodesia, the local commissioner’s report is true?”

“Who cares if it’s true or not?” Edward Bridges shrugged his shoulders and said, “Compared to the various things in British India, how many people are there in Northern Rhodesia? The numbers reported are surprising enough, there’s no need to investigate.”

“It looks like we’re going to have to have a news blackout of sorts to keep things under control.” Norman Brooke nodded in recognition.

“Norman, news blackouts are a common tactic in dictatorships.” Edward Bridges corrected without skipping a beat, “We decided not to publicize it after a democratic process of discussion.”

“But we are at least a democracy.” Norman Brooke understood, of course, that there was really no difference in essence, but it was a typical rhetorical blame shifting.

“We’re an English democracy.” Edward Bridges snorted a laugh, then waved his hand and said, “That’s in the past, so let’s think about the biggest thing for the British Empire at the moment, the issue of British India must be dealt with. The whole point of the local civil servants is that an independent India must not be allowed to get the so-called inheritance. Indeed, before it is even independent it is already ambitious for neighboring countries, so it will have to settle scores with us when it gets the chance later on.”

“Alan, the little fellow, has a very good brain, and has seized upon the matter of Northern Rhodesia just in time to think of using the interests of Indians abroad to put pressure on the Congress Party.” Norman Brooke frowned, “Actually it’s not a bad idea to give it a try, Indians are present in all the colonies, and when added together, they’re not a small number. It would be convenient for us to intervene in future situations if we can get there. All in all, Alan has a very great talent for colonial things.”

“A civil servant can’t always work on colonies if he wants to grow.” Edward Bridges frowned and shook his head, “He should at least care about something else, always circling around the colonies is a small pattern. But he seems to be happy about it.”

Norman Brooke raised an eyebrow, to get such a comment from the current Cabinet Secretary could have multiple meanings.

Edward Bridges hadn’t officially stepped down yet, but even if he had, he could have taken more care of the young man, so he agreed, “Has an overabundance of energy, and the determination to get there.”

“Especially reliable!” Edward Bridges glanced at Norman Brooke, and added lightly, “Now there seems to be a certain lack of experience, and by lack I mean proper foreign affairs and international outlook, not colonial specifics, and experience of colonial work he no longer lacks.”

Both men agreed on the point that a young civil servant with a vision for the future should never have his eyes fixed on the colonies alone.

While colonial things were also very important, such a resume would not be enough if one wanted to go to the next level.

Civil servants in British India are now using their contacts to seamlessly move on to serve the Empire when they return to the mainland, a trend that has intensified following the current Prime Minister’s nationalization and the emergence of a large number of state-owned enterprises.

However there is no Alan Wilson in this group, Edward Bridges and Norman Brooke know this all too well and it seems that the Assistant Commissioner for British India, really wants to stand his last watch?

Allen Wilson is the wind from the New Delhi station off, walking with the wind quite a kind of I Hu Hansan is back in the frame. Out nearly twenty days, not he had to hide out, mainly man-made Hyderabad than New Delhi safe, conducive to the confidentiality of the news, Hyderabad, everything is Ali Khan himself to run, of course, including the telegraph office, only there and the outside world liaison, he has a sense of security.

“It’s a pity there’s still not much time, or we could go to Malaya and see the crocodiles and freshwater dolphins I’ve been raising.” The Governor’s daughter who had followed him around all the way was also having a hard time, Alan Wilson softly relieved to make the little girl happier.

Pamela Mountbatten naturally also had something on her mind, hesitantly said, “We are like that, should I tell my mother?”

Just now also Hu Han San possessed Allen Wilson, a moment on the goat, speak broken sentences are not broken do not understand, “Theoretically, your parents have the right to know, but to be honest, I’m still a little afraid.”

“How were you not afraid at that time, and now you realize that you are afraid?” Pamela Mountbatten grumbled at Alan Wilson, where was your guts then? Obviously, they all said it hurt, but they still kept making efforts.

“You’re different from others too ah, mainly because I like you too much.” Without saying a word, Alan Wilson was a rainbow fart, launching an onslaught against the biggest official second-generation in British India at the moment.

It wasn’t a so-called wimp out, it only showed that Allen Wilson respected women as a gentleman.

Back in New Delhi, Alan Wilson, who had reconnected with London, soon made the Congress party understand that such a thing as wimping out did not exist, and that he had always been the face of old-fashioned imperialism.

When he met Patel again, the already cleansed Allen Wilson told the second round war rival about the misfortunes that had befallen the overseas Indians, in a heavy tone, recounting compassionately, “My condolences, Mr. Patel, this is the kind of thing that none of us want to see happen, but then again, it is also true that the overseas Indians, in the eyes of the natives, are also a part of the colonial government.”

“What does Mr. Allen mean, these Indians deserve it?” Patel was okay with that, but as soon as he heard the last sentence, he immediately couldn’t help but retort, “You Brits didn’t do your job as a government.”

“You can’t say you deserve it either, the words deserve it came out of your mouth, I really hope your supporters won’t be sad when they hear it.” Allen Wilson waved his hand, “But the way these colonies view you, they do, it’s a fact undeniable.”

Alan Wilson’s heavy tone was maintained for just one sentence, and immediately turned to say, “I heard that the recent negotiations have been in the midst of a stalemate, and that it was your Congress Party’s excessive conditions that led to such consequences? It really didn’t occur to me that I’ve been out on vacation for nearly twenty days, and the talks that all parties have been watching haven’t come to fruition yet. It is clear that none of the Indians are against it, and only a handful of politicians with ambitions for the neighborhood have caused such dire consequences.”

Before Patel could say anything, Alan Wilson spared the conversation, “The tragedy in Northern Rhodesia has led to deep introspection on the part of London, and a reawakening of the need for the Indian communities that dot the colonies to still exist. Consideration is being given to whether to move the local Indians back to the mainland?”

This was blackmail, Patel couldn’t help but stand up at the sound of it, his gaze fixed on Alan Wilson, if eyes could kill, this Englishman would have died a million times over.

But it couldn’t! Allen Wilson returned the same innocent gaze, it was indeed blackmail, and it wasn’t the first time.

In his heart, he said, “To say that you are not Nehru’s opponent, every time you take bullets for Nehru on such occasions.”

When the eyes exchanged, Alan Wilson’s mouth did not stop, “The colonies that moved back to the subcontinent, including, but not limited to, Malaya, Arabia, Africa, Mauritius, and Guyana in South America, are not much compared to the population of India itself, probably just over a million in size and certainly less than ten million.”

Just as Patel was still in shock, Allen Wilson’s mouth continued to be in a Bibi jabber, “The communal conflicts also served as a wake-up call to London that since there were so many conflicts, the formation of nation-states in the European tradition seemed to be a better way out for British India.”

Patel’s blood rushed up in his veins when he heard this, wasn’t this going to turn India into a land of small states? He could never allow such a future, “This is maligning the whole of India, does Mr. Allen know the consequences of this?”

“Of course I know, the most likely to come to power will become the Indo-Communists.” Allen Wilson extended his finger and pointed to the north, “I wonder if Mr. Patel watches the international news? It seems like the civil war in the north has entered a phase of stalemate.”

It was during the time that Allen Wilson had gone to Hyderabad that the signature battle in the Gun Party’s focused attack had been fought, and the wife-killer had been killed at Mengliangtu.

The full-scale attack failed, the focused attack also kneeled, the new world hegemon, the United States, is now attracted by East Asia’s full attention. Which has the time to care about what Africa, what North Rhodesia, a sound is a bird not shit place.

“I wonder what the class-oriented Indo-Communist Party will turn India into in the future? While that future is worrying, it is the Indians who should be most worried. After all, we can just walk away.” Alan Wilson whistled, “I wonder if Mr. Patel thinks I’m right? By the way, negotiations will resume tomorrow and the Viceroy’s office is ready to reach an outcome without the Congress Party.”

After saying his words without giving Patel time to consider, Allen Wilson directly got up to take his leave, with a brisk and athletic step.

“Mr. Allen wait.” Patel called out to the back of Allen Wilson who had already walked to the door.