Chapter 402 The American Trip

Mountbatten stated quite bluntly that the partition of India and Pakistan was already a matter of necessity, and that it was irrevocable at this point in time. Nehru and other Congress leaders, after repeated consultations, finally also agreed to the basic part of Mountbatten’s program, the rest is how to deal with the future of hundreds of large and small Indian princely states.

At Nehru’s insistent request, Mountbatten said he was willing to step in to convince the Tupas, but was actually psychologically ill and not prepared to do so.

The steps for the partition of India and Pakistan were finally set in motion amidst two years of constant repetition, and history was about to open a brand new page.

And in British Malaya Allen Wilson, of course, also heard the news, but the heart is nothing special idea, now the only expectation is when India and Pakistan because of Kashmir fight.

Of course he is still not idle, because Pamela Mountbatten and a few friends felt all the way to Kuala Lumpur.

Actually, Pamela Mountbatten had stopped by to visit her fiancé, who was staying here, and the main purpose was to visit Australia with some aristocratic friends, and in the meantime to talk to the Australian government about exploration in Australia.

Snap! Shining a hard slap on the defeated bitch’s buttocks, Alan Wilson gritted his teeth and said, “Your husband works hard and you take a group of noblewomen to Australia to play? And all inclusive of the traveling expenses?”

“Ouch ouch!” Pamela Mountbatten tears in her eyes, one hand is still covering the buttock egg aggrieved, “Such a heavy hand, beat bad, not married yet, after marriage is not killed by you.”

“It’s not too late for you to regret now.” Alan Wilson grunted, “save my hard-earned money do not know where to spend.”

“I’m doing my job, you’re the one who asked me to do the exploration. Now in the noble circle all by virtue of my own words, people which believe can make money, I’m not pulling over some nobles over to support the scene?”

Rubbed half a day, Pamela Mountbatten felt the hot feeling of the buttocks alleviated some, whispered to explain, “Don’t be so petty, I am unconditionally believe in you, but other people can’t be like me.”

Said in fact some reason! Alan Wilson for a moment felt as if he had just been a little heavy handed, but he could never admit his mistake at this time, or else he would fall on his sword, and inquired about the cost of this trip to Australia.

A world war was fought, not the noble class are unharmed, some noble class families have been quite strained, the cost of a trip to Australia need to be considered.

Tied to the aristocracy and Australia to talk about the development of iron ore, was Alan Wilson’s idea, now look as if this slap, indeed no tenable reason.

But Allen Wilson can not admit the mistake, strong words that before the cause does not progress or to maintain simplicity, “I see these domestic aristocrats, might as well go to the colony, many people in the colony as the emperor of the soil, than the native poor preachers days much better.”

“Why I’ve never heard of it.” Pamela Mountbatten twisted her waist to look backward, directly let Alan Wilson pull his head back, what to look at, not just a red handprint, what is there to see.

“Why not, there was a white king in Sarawak who later put the colonial government into an agreement. But this agreement can be overturned, a change in colonial policy, it’s not like the domestic policy is so untouchable. In fact, I’d like to sell the throne of Sarawak to Maharaja Ali Khan, and the Malayan colonial government would have to pay his family a pension, which is nothing compared to the hundreds of thousands of square kilometers of land in Sarawak.”

Pamela Mountbatten was stunned, “There’s such a thing, there are still people who don’t want to be king and sell such a huge land.”

“The world is a big place!” Alan Wilson shrugged his shoulders, “How would I know what he was thinking.”

Sarawak’s king was an Indian-born Englishman, and during World War II Japanese troops landed in Kuching and Miri, Sarawak, and then occupied the northern half of Borneo in less than a month, driving British, Dutch, and Australian troops to the southern part of the island.

Before the Japanese landed, King Weiner Brooke had already taken out 200,000 pounds in cash from the Sarawak treasury, fled to Sydney, Australia with his wife and children, and then formed a “Sarawak Government in Exile” there.

After the surrender of Japan, the King returned to Sarawak. That year he signed a treaty with the British Colonial Office, formally ceding his kingdom to the British on the condition that the British government pay him and his three daughters a substantial lifetime pension.

“Will it work?” Pamela Mountbatten inquired meaningfully.

“I suppose it can; of the four departments, Foreign Office, Indian Affairs, Commonwealth, and Colonial, the Colonial Department is the lowest and has long been responsible for immigration. These four departments, because of the juxtaposition, many places of authority do not please. As long as the operation operates, it is not impossible to re-take Sarawak again.” Alan Wilson conducted a purely technical perspective analysis, explaining the division of powers of the four British departments involved in foreign affairs, don’t look at the Colonial Department seems to have great power over the colonies, in fact, there is not much power at all.

Alan Wilson in this rant, so thinking about whether to know the favor, sell Sarawak to the monarch of Hyderabad Ali Khan.

Pamela Mountbatten’s thinking, however, has entered another track, although the king has said that Mountbatten’s title can be passed on to his daughter, but she has an older sister in front of her, even if the title can be inherited, it is also the older sister Patricia Mountbatten’s, it is impossible for her to inherit the title.

Now as soon as she heard Allen Wilson mentioning about Sarawak, a hint of desire flashed in her eyes, “Can’t I be the ruler of Sarawak? When the time comes, I will find a place for the Maharajah.”

Alan Wilson snapped his eyes to Pamela Mountbatten and said in surprise, “Why didn’t I realize you had this side before.”

“I didn’t know there was such a thing before either, and you know that father’s title is Patricia’s. His Majesty only said that daughters can also inherit their father’s title, but father has more than one daughter.” Pamela Mountbatten was a little embarrassed.

Alan Wilson put his hands on his chest and sat there with a thoughtful look on his face, “As you know, I don’t really know much about the titles of the nobility, does the hereditary title delay me from being a civil servant?”

He seemed to remember, Churchill nominal is because the son as prime minister, refused the title of the Duke of London. Though in reality the son was nothing more than a shield, it was clear that he still wanted to be Prime Minister himself.

“Hereditary knighthoods? Domestic ones would affect it, but the Sarawak titles have nothing to do with domestic ones. I’ll ask Elizabeth about it sometime.” Pamela Mountbatten hurriedly said as soon as she heard this, this also involves her knowledge blind spot, after all, this kind of thing is not rare, especially the Mountbatten family has not yet stumbled upon it.

“You can also try if you want.” Alan Wilson saw that his fiancée was so eager, so he couldn’t outright refuse, but still reminded, “You can’t sacrifice my work, okay? You go and talk to Weiner Brooke first, then see if there is any way to circumvent it.”

Pamela Mountbatten nodded her head, saying that she would be concerned about this matter, and in the past few days in Malaya, she and the noble ladies who had come with her had been directly captured by Allen Wilson.

This is not all genuine British aristocrats, hurry out to prove that Ai Zhongtang did not blow, save to Newfoundland these Chinese workers in the heart of doubt.

There are a bunch of real aristocrats cheering, Allen Wilson talked about the long history of Chinese culture, his own heart to the words.

“Pamela, is your fiancé really into oriental culture, I heard that he is a student of the Oriental College.” Seeing Allen Wilson’s performance, the noble lady standing beside Pamela Mountbatten quietly opened her mouth to ask.

“It’s correct that he is a graduate of Oriental Studies.” Pamela Mountbatten first answered one of the questions, then lowered her voice and said, “But what Allen is saying right now is just polite, he said that there is no accurate data to measure this thing called culture, and that any nation can claim to have a deep and profound culture, so when talking to some other civilization’s people, and can’t find any reason that can bring them closer together, they blow each other’s culture.”

“So that’s how it is!” The several noble ladies beside them nodded their heads, revealing an expression of realization.

Alan Wilson’s side didn’t know that he had already been betrayed by his fiancée.

But it was right to be evaluated like this, Allen Wilson never felt that there was any difference between high and low cultures, Chinese civilization was just a part of the world’s civilization, there was no looking high or low.

If he wanted to belittle other civilizations, all he had to do was to slip private goods into his textbooks. Following the example of the textbooks of the previous world, according to the armillary sphere how many years ahead of the world, how many years ahead of the world geodesic words and techniques in reverse once again.

Geometry originally how many years ahead of the world Blah Blah Blah a blow, completely justified, because in addition to ancient Greece, other civilizations of mathematics are all algorithmic route, from the quality from the quantity can not be compared with the original geometry. But he didn’t do it, and a bad blow-up of that kind of stuff is the result of prehistoric nuclear war in ancient India.

Before Pamela Mountbatten traveled to Australia, Alan Wilson still knew about being betrayed by his fiancée, and helplessly reminded, “Are you going to strip me naked and exhibit it to your friends?”

“People asked, that’s all I said.” Pamela Mountbatten was embarrassed, “You were the one who said so in India.”

“And I said you couldn’t go on saying it.” Alan Wilson was exasperated, “Next time you’re so unaware of secrecy, it’s time for a spanking.”

“I know, I know you’re cruel, it was swollen last time.” Pamela Mountbatten begged, “I’ll see you in Newfoundland when I’m done with all this.”

Watching the plane disappear from sight, Allen Wilson moved his neck, it was time for him to get going. First to the United States, waiting for the workers and machinery to hit the road, “I’ve even been to the United States, to see what’s going on in the City at the Top of the Hill.”

Three days later, arriving in Los Angeles, Alan Wilson walked out of the airport and found Vivien Leigh’s place, following the address he had written down.