Chapter 69 Yes, Minister!

Release Date: 2024-07-05 14:55:57
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People in Europe, heart in India, this is Alan Wilson’s state now, the greater the possibility of British India’s independence from Britain, the more Alan Wilson wants to fight the last shift.

There is no way, who let him is an imperial civil servant? Not for the interests of the British Empire, what else can be done?

Because he himself is the Ministry of Indian Affairs liaison officer to British India, only temporarily in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, so liaison with the Ministry of Indian Affairs familiar, combined with the current first-hand information in Europe, indicating that as soon as possible the importance of restoring order in Europe.

There is no doubt that all the countries of Europe are now badly wounded because of the war, and if they do not recognize this, they are waiting for the liberation of the whole world by the Soviet Union.

At this point one cannot believe in the self-delusion that Europe and the free world are one and the same, otherwise one is no different from a Democrat who believes in polls, and as the real estate businessmen have already proved, that poll thing is tantamount to fraud.

In all honesty, to raise food from British India and ship it to Europe at this time is to measure the material resources of Great Britain and to make Europe happy.

But Britain can’t pay for it itself! Support Europe is the London government set the resolution, the responsibility is also the London government to take the blame, Allen Wilson can do, just use the understanding of British India, so that the British mainland should have been burdened with the responsibility, but let the British India to take the blame.

Avoid adding burdens to the British Empire when the war had just ended. In the matter of patriotism, Allen Wilson all unselfish, just to make the country better.

He, the liaison officer of British India, was just an executive to do this thing that seemed like Britain cutting and bleeding Europe. The decision was set by the government in London.

It was also because of British India’s colonial status that the burden could be shifted. Otherwise it is like the twenty-first century sleeper king’s proposition that the US cedes benefits to befriend Europe, and take it easy on a major power. It seems to be a long-term vision, but the benefits that are conceded have to be sacrificed by the citizens of the country, who would rather continue to watch the real estate businessman who fights with a seven-injury punch continue to come to power.

For the citizens of Britain in 1945, the government in London needed to bring order back to Europe immediately, and in the grand scheme of things money had to be spent, but for the citizens of Britain, I really do have a cow!

“There is no doubt that in the midst of this world war, India’s native elite has once again grown in strength. British India has become more and more uncontrollable, but there are still many problems facing Britain, but for the time being it is necessary to safeguard the functioning of the economy of the homeland, and all that can be thought of, and has always worked before, is to use the material resources of British India to support the present UK as well as Europe.”

In a further telegram to the Minister for India, Leo Emery, Alan Wilson stated that there could be absolutely no softening of the position on squeezing the last bit of value out of India.

He believed that the Minister of Indian Affairs could understand this because it was under the wise leadership of Leo Emery that Britain, in order to quell the global war as quickly as possible, let the Bengal Famine break out by shipping away food to support the war despite the outbreak of famine in India.

Since there was a first one, there was nothing to be gained by having a second one, and the weather anomalies in South Asia were a matter of common knowledge anyway.

Alan Wilson was certainly aware of the possible consequences, and if he hadn’t had the ability to fart to create a change in the earth’s climate, there would be climate fluctuations in several countries around the globe next year, and food shortages in many places. The more famous one was the 1946 famine in the Soviet Union, but in fact a famine broke out in India in the same year.

At this point in time, the proposal to ship food from British India was made, and the famine might expand next year, but it didn’t matter so much. Alan Wilson just couldn’t believe that there were still people who would use next year’s natural disasters to find fault with this year’s backlash.

“Get Hallett in here and send a telegram to the Viceroyalty of India.” Minister of Indian Affairs Leo Emery, called the secretary of the Ministry of Indian Affairs in and said, “It’s the Ministry of Foreign Affairs side of the matter, simply put, it’s Marshal Montgomery’s British-occupied areas, the need for food to stabilize the social order as soon as possible, the current situation in the homeland you know, if it affects the quality of life of the country’s citizens, it may have a negative impact in the election at this time. ”

“Yes, Minister!” Hallett stood still and listened to the words of the Minister of Indian Affairs, Leo Emery, and added, “For personal reasons, I’ll pretend I didn’t hear about the election just now. I will inform the Viceroyalty of India of the matter at once!”

“There is no difficulty, is there?” Leo Emmerich inquired, more afraid of whether it would cause confusion in British India.

“There is no problem, the hundred thousand civil servants in British India are ready to put in busy work for the sake of imperial decisions.” Hallett assured with a pat on the back.

What problem could there be? For civil servants, doing nothing was certainly a pursuit. But doing nothing also proves that there is no opportunity to make money, like this kind of imperial mission, British India’s officials, not only did not resent it, but will work with a hundred times the spirit, because of the benefits contained in it, will make everyone can not be indifferent.

New Delhi British India Viceroy’s residence, Governor-General Wavell took the telegram sent by the Minister of Indian Affairs in London, some scratching his head, “The war in Southeast Asia is not yet over, and the London side still expects British India to transport some food to help the mainland stabilize the situation in Europe as soon as possible, it seems that the pressure on British India is not too much a little bit.”

“Viceroy, I don’t think so.” Sir Barron smiled in relief, “British India is without a doubt extremely important to the British Empire, and without it, the prosperity of the British Empire would not have been so successful. But for the moment we serve the greater good, and it is indeed of the utmost importance to restore smoothness to the mainland as well as to Europe as soon as possible, and the Secretary of State for India is not wrong on this point.”

“I am only concerned that the pressure on British India is too great.” Governor Wavell said with some embarrassment, “By the way, here is a telegram from that little commissioner, wondering how the Punjab is producing this year. The above face to the Punjab various religions gathered some worry yet, the local pacifist majority, will not cause religious conflict.”

Sir Barron took the incoming telegram from Governor Wavell’s hand and looked at the concern about the mixing of the three major religions in the Punjab, and the corner of his mouth quirked up, how is this so similar to the wording of old Wilson’s telegram reporting on the Bengal province during the Bengal famine?

“No problem, Governor!” Sir Barron put away the telegram, “We will certainly supply enough food.”

As the sun went down in the west and a busy day at the Governor’s House passed, Pamela Mountbatten waited in front of the Governor’s House, and after a while Sir Barron got off work and caught a glimpse of the waiting Pamela Mountbatten.

“Uncle Barron!” Pamela Mountbatten greeted very good-naturedly, “is there a telegram for me?”

“It depends on whose telegram you want!” Sir Barron sold a story, then drew out a telegram and handed it over, “Well, as a girl, it’s better to be ladylike.”

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