Chapter 618 – The Princess Mauve

Alan Wilson invited all the local civil servants, as for the overseas pillars of the empire were also very busy. It is not suitable to leave the colonies, they are implementing the concept of orderly retreat.

Currently the main focus on the independence movement is still repression, and if it can’t be repressed anymore, the next step will be taken.

The main steps are, geographically, the empire is first of all to make the mainland or inland self-government, and then towards independence, as for the seaports and commercial centers along the coast or on the islands, it is possible to retreat later, the empire has other arrangements.

These arrangements not only preserved Britain’s traditional interests, but at the same time, in the process of colonization, these commercial harbors had already developed economic, cultural, and political structures that were very different from those of the interior.

In the transfer of power in the colonies, Britain would never suddenly hand over all the power, but would adopt a gradual transfer of power, for example, first handing over the local power, or first handing over economic, labor, education, medical and other economic and social affairs to the locals, or setting up semi-independent self-governments, and then gradually handing over the political, military, legal and other aspects of political power, so as to ensure that the political and commercial elites cultivated by the British would hold the power. This will ensure that the political and commercial elites nurtured by the British will hold the reins of power.

Of course some stories need to be circulated locally, such as the story of a certain island which had prospered for a while, growing coffee while the suzerain state artificially controlled the price. But after independence, the island was impoverished in a matter of months: the colonizers, the experts, the senior managers of the companies were expelled or left, the banks, the factories, the big trading houses closed down, and the money and investments disappeared.

This destruction caused many of the natives to emigrate: those accused of colluding with the declining colonial system and those who chose to emigrate in order to support their families left the island in droves.

This is, of course, just one story, with different versions in different colonies, designed to break the hearts of the people and buy time for an orderly British withdrawal.

After a series of planning steps, the ultimate goal of divide and conquer was reached, but of course it is not yet the turn of these steps.

The commissioners of each colony are now on record, ready for practice through ten to twenty years.

This practice should have begun a long time ago, and if Germany hadn’t opened a copy of World War II so quickly, Britain could have taken its time practicing exploring how the colonies were run, instead of just starting.

The point is that World War II broke out before Britain could find an invisible way to control the colonies. Post-war Britain was then faced with the glare of the United States and the Soviet Union.

The invited colleagues were mainly Whitehall people, but together with the Mountbatten family connections, that was a lot.

If a certain power that is not too amicable with Britain is going to teach the imperialists a lesson at this time, and can reimburse a number of people in the British top echelons, Alan Wilson feels that it would not be difficult for Britain to pass a war bill right away.

When shopping with Pamela Mountbatten, his fiancée was very appreciative of a crocodile leather bag, which was said to be a new Louis Vuitton product.

Alan Wilson, of course, took the initiative to undertake the obligation to buy, and waited until Pamela Mountbatten expressed her feelings of love before speaking, “This purse is made of the skin of the Bay Crocodile, my dear, do you know where the Bay Crocodile originates from?”

“What are you going to say?” Pamela Mountbatten inquired with some confusion.

“Louis Vuitton’s company has been to Kuala Lumpur before, and if this bag is authentic, it should be the crocodile skin I sold to the French.” Alan Wilson spoke without panic.

As soon as Pamela Mountbatten heard it with a remorseful look, she wanted to go and return it, but was stopped by Allen Wilson, “My dear, you’re already happy that I’ve just told this matter. For the salesgirl just now, she may get a share of the prize money, and it will be a surprise to her, so don’t return it.”

“You’re such a kind person then.” Pamela Mountbatten smiled knowingly, and the fondness remained undiminished as she looked again at the purchased bag, “The French are truly gifted at this.”

“That’s true, very enviable.” Alan Wilson smiled gently, although paid the IQ tax, but there is no discomfort in the heart, in the final analysis is still in the ranks of bearable.

At this time, Pamela Mountbatten is full of longing for the future, even thinking that if there is time, you can start a trip after the wedding, such as going to Africa to turn around.

Crown Prince Elizabeth thought this was a good idea, mentioning her own experiences traveling to Africa.

On the Gold Coast, the sun made the predatory animals restless. As soon as the sun came out, the red-clawed crabs hid in their holes or burrowed under the garbage. Residents upriver threw their garbage into the river, which slowly carried it toward the small harbor as if it were sick. When the heat subsided, the beach shivered.

Crabs crawled out of the rocks in droves. Their fiery red armor stars and disappears into the thickening night. The setting sun of dusk shines impotently on their treacle. They huddle together and march unhurriedly toward the dunes. Plants were overwhelmed as the crabs stepped over each other and climbed up the sandstone mounds.

There, the willows were chipped by the hot wind, their roots tangled together. Just as they reached the top, the fastest crabs slipped and fell, while the slowest and most agile ones breezed over the obstacles, relying on the sandy soil trodden by those unfortunate enough to roll off.

Her sister’s account made Princess Margaret’s heart yearn, and she unconsciously looked toward a certain promising Whitehall civil servant who was serious and forcing himself not to doze off.

When Pamela Mountbatten was showing off the new donkey license plate in her hand, Alan Wilson had already begun to show early symptoms of dozing off into the air, but with the current Crown Prince’s future Queen here, he didn’t dare to make a scene.

He was also trying to make a little good impression on the future queen, not for any particular reason, compared to politicians who cared about nothing but approval ratings and would do anything for them, the queen was still very trustworthy.

The talk of which system was the future of mankind was just something to listen to, Alan Wilson didn’t see any system as advanced until the arrival of communism, as the Soviets called it.

“I’ve rarely seen Pamela so happy.” Crown Princess Elizabeth looked to Alan Wilson and spoke, “Alan, I wish you happiness in advance.”

“Sister has already gotten married, how about I be a bridesmaid for you guys.” Princess Margaret took the initiative to speak, “Now that Charles is exactly the time when he needs to be looked after, it seems that I’m the only one who can shoulder this responsibility.”

The name of the Great British Yinreng finally made Alan Wilson, who was constantly fighting sleepiness, wake up a little, but the brain agreed to Princess Margaret’s proposal.

Thoughts returning to his mind, Allen Wilson slowly inclined his neck to look at Princess Margaret, hadn’t the nod just been a bit hasty?

It was a pity that Alan Wilson had not watched that TV series on the Crown, and had no reserves for many things within the royal family.

If he could foresee the day when he would need the relevant knowledge, in his last life he would have divided some of his time watching is ministers to learn about the stories within the British royal family.

Now it could be used for reference, at least it wouldn’t be a double blink, and Pamela Mountbatten expressed her honor at seeing Princess Margaret’s proposal that was approved. After all, Princess Margaret was the face of the royal family.

The Princess and the Crown Prince look similar but are even more endearing, and on Margaret’s eighteenth birthday, George VI proudly said, “She has the looks of an angel, the figure of a delicate woman and the temperament of a star.”

With such a symbol of royal beauty to be a bridesmaid, Pamela Mountbatten certainly had no objection.

“Has a date been chosen yet!” Crown Prince Elizabeth inquired, “I’m sure it will be very lively then. Have you invited anyone?”

“Actually, it’s just inviting some business partners.” Pamela Mountbatten laughed happily, “Alan is going to invite some of his colleagues from Whitehall, and he also has two friends from abroad. As for the date, we’re still considering it, after all, father and mother have friends coming too, but I think it would be more appropriate to choose a date before the end of August, and the weather will be a factor to consider.”

The two foreign friends in question are U.S. Senator McCarthy and Princess Badia of the Kingdom of Iraq.

There was no Allen Wilson’s best friend Ali Khan, the reason being that Allen Wilson didn’t want to disturb the sale about the Shabab Crown, and would only leave India if Ali Khan felt sure, and any initiative to reach out would cause unnecessary distress to Ali Khan.

As a friend, Allen Wilson was definitely very kind enough, and even felt that Whitehall’s opening bid was too expensive.

After the two left, Allen Wilson mentioned Princess Margaret’s furtive offer, “Isn’t it a bit too much to have Her Highness as a bridesmaid? I’m mostly afraid of ushering in the attention of those kneeling and swinging.”

“The media? As you said, they’re the ones kneeling and swinging, and you guys in Whitehall should be able to do something about it, right?” Pamela Mountbatten took the initiative and spoke up, “It’s within the scope of what you guys can handle.”

“Not necessarily, people will do anything for sales.” Alan Wilson just hoped that it wouldn’t be a big deal, and wondered if he could think of a way to do it.

If you really can’t, you have to know to create a big news to divert attention, Alan Wilson had a flash of insight, “The United States is facilitating the merger of the occupied territories and the establishment of a coalition government, I’ll ask my colleagues in the Foreign Ministry to see how far it has progressed, and then we’ll set a time for the wedding.”

“Isn’t that a little too much work, dear?” The corners of Pamela Mountbatten’s mouth quirked up, she was now thinking of her man in a good light, and didn’t feel that there was anything wrong with doing this, rather it was hard on her fiancé.

Maybe that’s what happens when love roots run deep! Alan Wilson’s approach is not exactly original, it’s just the old way of proposing three options, two of which are completely consistent the remaining one is completely unacceptable, such as attacking the Soviet Union or bombing Warsaw.