Chapter 429: I am very distressed

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“How do you feel a little loss?” Alan Wilson knew that the exploration company had the Crown Prince’s share, he didn’t know whether to cry or laugh, that was the share of the world’s number one iron ore mine in the future. Just like that a share of the crown?

But this can also ensure political security, stop the trend of decline of the British aristocracy, was originally what he wanted to do before.

From this point of view, can not be too petty, making money is certainly important, to protect the inheritance is even more important. At least up to the twenty-first century, it seems that England has not interfered with the business of the royal family.

The aristocracy is also powerful, with one-third of the land in mainland Britain belonging to the aristocracy. A forty percent inheritance tax, though, would surely bankrupt many aristocratic families dependent on native sources of wealth over the next few decades.

From Pamela Mountbatten’s telegram, Alan Wilson understands that many domestic hereditary nobles already know about Newfoundland, which is why Pamela Mountbatten doesn’t think it’s a problem, even if it’s from the point of view of the hereditary nobility, these families will also be in favor of the Crown Prince’s trip to Newfoundland.

Alan Wilson wanted to borrow the prestige of the Crown Prince to stay in Newfoundland, which of course was going to be an out-of-the-box move.

Similarly, the hereditary nobles in London thought the same thing, Newfoundland is in a special environment, they also want to use this kind of out-of-dishonor move, to avoid the high inheritance tax, which requires the support of the royal family.

The next few telegrams back and forth, Pamela Mountbatten and Allen Wilson discussed how the persuasion would work.

There was nothing Allen Wilson could teach him about how to communicate with the aristocracy, something Pamela Mountbatten, as the daughter of General Mountbatten, was far more expert at.

“But I have a saying that the Crown is the Crown of the British Empire, and the political parties are nothing more than the parties that are in power on the mainland. For the citizens of the homeland, the influence of political parties is self-evident, but for many local people, who knows who the leaders of the Labor and Conservative parties are? People have their own political parties! But the Crown is different, and our Crown Prince is far more influential in many places than Prime Minister Adderley or MP Churchill.”

Pamela Mountbatten put away the telegram, she already understood what to say about this, and telling the truth was the best way.

The Crown was certainly powerful, and having power without using it was not the same thing as having no power at all.

The Prime Minister and his Cabinet of Responsibility were merely a committee of the Privy Council responsible for coordinating Her Majesty’s armed forces, the civil service, the diplomatic corps and the secret intelligence services, all of which the Queen had the highest priority for information. The Queen has the power to appoint or dismiss the Prime Minister and members of the Cabinet at will, to declare war, make peace, command armies, sign treaties, and so on.

Since Magna Carta, the King has made more and more compromises at the legislative and judicial levels, but no law has ever directly stripped the King of his power over the executive and violent apparatus of the state.

“Elizabeth, our days are getting harder and harder.” Pamela Mountbatten, with her father Mountbatten’s connections, found the latter-day King-in-waiting, Crown Prince Elizabeth, who was still in her prime at this time, “Many of my friends and I believe that the aristocracy is dying a chronic death, and that the current political climate is unbreathable.”

“You know, Pamela, that by unwritten rule, fathers are not allowed to interfere directly with the government.” Crown Prince Elizabeth mused, “It’s not as if no one has tried to shake things up with the inheritance tax, but they’ve all failed.”

“Now there is one place where it can be circumvented.” Pamela Mountbatten shook her head, stating that she was not asking the Crown to abolish the inheritance tax, “My fiancé is currently the Administrator of Newfoundland, which is in the middle of a colonial state, and he’s worked diligently as the Administrator since he took office and has achieved a great deal.”

“Oh?” Crown Princess Elizabeth looked puzzled and opened her mouth to inquire, “Could it be that there is still a turnaround in this matter?”

“As long as the Crown Prince goes to Newfoundland before the referendum in the form of condolences, this matter will have a great certainty.” Pamela Mountbatten whispered, “It would be of great benefit to many of the families, current supporters include, but are not limited to, the Duke of Somerset, the Duke of Richmond, the Duke of Bedford, the Duke of Devonshire, the Duke of Marlborough, the Duke of Rutland, the Duke of Manchester, the Duke of Northumberland, the Duke of Wellington, the Duke of Westminster, the Duke of Leinster, the Earl of Portsmouth, Earl of Carnarvon ……”

“Hmm? All of them are families you borrowed money to explore before.” Crown Prince Elizabeth smiled softly, “Is your exploration effective or not, don’t be in debt when the time comes, although your mother is rich, being in debt is not good.”

“Even if I can’t find it, my fiancé will pay it off for me.” Pamela Mountbatten was a little embarrassed to hear the debt collection from the Crown Prince, “If this matter is done, they won’t even be able to thank me.”

“That’s true!” Crown Prince Elizabeth nodded approvingly, “These inheritance taxes going on all the time are really hurting everyone.”

“Allen said that with the inheritance taxes always in place, the aristocracy will only keep transferring their wealth out of the homeland.” Pamela Mountbatten said helplessly, “That’s for sure, no one will wait honestly, and once the wealth transfer continues, the economy of the homeland will also end up being affected.”

This is not Alan Wilson is scaring his fiancée, since the end of World War II, the United Kingdom has been the world’s largest investor for a long time, if it is the British economy is particularly good it is just, the problem is that the United Kingdom’s long-term growth can not be surpassed by Germany and France one after the other, in this case to be the largest investor for several decades will be a study.

“Well, before the referendum in Newfoundland, I will go there with Philip and take the battleship Advance for condolences.” Crown Prince Elizabeth finally agreed, “It’s just a normal condolence right, I’m sure there won’t be any opposition.”

“Why don’t I come over and see you?” Alan Wilson, who had received a telegram from his fiancée, of course welcomed the contents of the telegram, stating in the middle of his return telegram that he, too, had particularly missed his fiancée, and that he had felt like he was turning into a fish during his time in Newfoundland.

This telegram accompanied Pamela Mountbatten to sleep, and can not wait to go to Newfoundland, to accompany her fiancé.

Allen Wilson has even begun to hunt, he is a person who loves key politics so much that he will hunt, put in the original is completely impossible, but Newfoundland is the only thing, he does not find some spare time activities to pass the time how to do? It would take a local hunter to guide him though.

Allen Wilson rode a good horse, not leaving the hunter’s side, and from time to time informing his companions with a loud shot that he had recognized another native animal. Allen Wilson was completely absorbed in the affairs of his own mind, and allowed his horse to carry him forward. He was contemplating the future of this expedition; it was too hard to be an administrator in such a barren place.

Hunter Mathis, on the other hand, rode on his horse at times and sat in his cart at others, always looking at the natural landscape along the roadside, rarely speaking most of the time he was walking or shutting himself up inside the cart, deeply immersed in his own reverie.

“Mr. Allen, hunting is a great way to spend your time.” Mathis looked at Allen Wilson, every now and then using words to guide the young man to get used to life in Newfoundland.

“Thanks!” Allen Wilson apologized but of course he didn’t dare to agree, coming to this era he couldn’t afford to waste time, the world was so big he wanted to go around.

He really wanted to find something to do, but there really was so little to do in Newfoundland compared to British India. He couldn’t do the work of a neighborhood committee as an administrator, such as mediating the family conflicts of the residents, could he?

After finishing the day’s agenda, Alan Wilson arrived at the local town, which had a public square in the middle of the town. On the outside of a circle surrounded by four-wheeled vehicles, the drivers were herding horses and cows, and then drove them into the circle at night.

Allen Wilson shared his prey as usual, in fact most of it was Savijevic’s, African trained hunting skills that he, a novice, could not compare to, except that the Croatian was very good at being a man and sharing with the townspeople in Allen Wilson’s name.

Back in town, Alan Wilson went directly to the telegraph room to see if there are any interesting things coming in, can find a little something for him to do, a few moments later Alan Wilson came out with joy, holding a telegram of the Pakistani armed attack on Kashmir, in front of Savijevic happily said, “Finally, something is happening, this is the second piece of good news since Gandhi’s assassination .”

Because of the failure of the Kashmiri Maharaja’s idea of procrastination, and because of his dissatisfaction with Maharaja Singh’s pro-India stance, the pacifists of Kashmir launched an armed uprising. Singh sent troops to suppress it, but the situation quickly spiraled out of control. The uprising also turned into a vendetta between the Hindus and the Hindus. The outbreak of this conflict gave Pakistan the perfect reason to enter Kashmir.

An army of Pakistani regulars and tribal militia launched an invasion of Kashmir under the banner of liberation. They called themselves the “Kashmir Liberation Army”, and they were on a roll. Maharaja Ali Singh had fled.

That’s all the telegram said, but Allen Wilson didn’t even have to think about it, Ali Singh must have fled to India. Will India send troops to seize it? Wasn’t that obvious? The Indo-Pakistani war had already broken out de facto.

As Hyderabad supernumerary minister, Allen Wilson was afraid of the urgent need to contact Maharaja Ali Khan and inquire about the situation in Hyderabad.

Unlike history, this time Pakistan, which attacked Kashmir, had prepared for it, and had already conquered Srinagar, the capital of Kashmir, after Ali Singh’s flight, and this time Pakistan’s action was far more decisive and swift than history.

“Uh, Mr. Allen, is this a good thing?” Savyevich inquired as he hesitantly opened his mouth.

“It’s certainly …… uh, Savyevich you know, I worked in British India. Have an extraordinary affection for the region.” Alan Wilson grudgingly reeled in his true thoughts, “I’m very distressed.”

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