Chapter 937: The Season of Harvest

“The investment in Burma and the reorganization of the establishments will be a major test for us after a gap of many years, whether we can stabilize the situation in the Malayan colony in one fell swoop, these two things are extremely important, but of course, we all understand that it is still not enough.”

Alan Wilson saw that the pillars of the British Empire had stopped objecting, and said in a serious tone, “We know very well in our hearts how complex the situation facing the entire United Kingdom is, counting on the zoo’s performance artists is not going to work, and whether or not the bedrock of civilization is solid, we still have to look at our own efforts.”

All nodded solemnly, deeply impressed by the words of their top bosses; at the crossroads of an uncertain future, fate should be in the hands of one’s own people, but who was considered reliably one’s own people, ministers and MPs thought it was them, while civil servants generally thought it was themselves.

The main resistance to any reform stems from vested interests, but Alan Wilson at least made a good start by smoothing out the discontent of his subordinates with the reorganization of the utilities.

In the final analysis, although it is past the time for laying foundations, industrial upgrading is not a one-off; the completion of the Asia-Pacific Refining Center will bring new jobs, and there is room to keep the British civil servants in Malaya happy.

If there are no new jobs to put in place once the industrial upgrading is complete, it will have to be rolled up.

At that point, in pushing for the reorganization of the establishments, it would not be as easy as it is now, so before leaving office, Alan Wilson still had to put the colony in place, and drain out as many potential storm mines as possible.

In nineteen fifty-eight degrees, Malaya’s per capita income is equal to that of Japan, the only flaw is that Malaya’s population really can’t be compared to Japan, the gap between the volume of non-manpower can be erased.

And the per capita income of Xiangjiang and a little higher than Malaya, Alan Wilson can be sure that, no matter at any time, Xiangjiang never can and Japan than the per capita income, which can only prove a problem, the development of Japan is not as good as he remembers Japan.

It seems that the loss of Hokkaido, Japan, still suffered a considerable impact, as for the difference in reparations, and the whole of Hokkaido can be considered a small thing compared to.

Comparing the domestic statistics of London, the per capita income of the Malayan colonies, about one-fifth of that of the British mainland, and slightly more than one-fifth of that of Xiangjiang, the per capita income of Xiangjiang is slightly greater than or equal to that of Japan and the Malayan colonies.

“Japan had nothing; Malaya had rubber, tin mines, palm oil, and several industries to take advantage of. The agricultural potential is also greater than Japan’s, all of which would lower the cost of running the society. Never mind that the Japanese are still a little better than the colonies we seem to run, but their people put in most of the sweat than Malaya.”

All the regional commissioners recognized the view of their top bosses, but even so, their top bosses were not above jerking the ladder for Japan at all times, and don’t think that makes it easy, compare it to Burma.

Taking the exchange rate of the Burmese dollar to the British pound, and extrapolating the present per capita income of the Burmese, it is clear that the development of the Malayan colony from 1945 to the present is absolutely second to none in Asia, and that the per capita income of the Malayan colony is seven times as high as that of Burma, and nearly seven times as high as that of Korea.

Admittedly, Japan and the Malayan colony, certainly can not be compared with Europe and the United States, but in the Asian range has been far away from the surrounding, Wu Nu and his party also turned around in the West Malaysian Peninsula, and personally felt as a gap like a chasm, so good to talk.

Malayan colonies and Japan, Myanmar and South Korea’s comparison is not so simple, in addition to the cold figures, but also to consider the hidden costs of all aspects of clothing, food, housing and transportation, this point of the land bear the pressure is certainly much stronger than Japan and South Korea like the country, Myanmar and South Korea are very backward, but Myanmar, at least for the time being, a person who wants to live, more than a South Korean in South Korea to be much easier.

“Gentlemen and ladies, we have Australia for the steel industry, the EEC and the Commonwealth for the market, and admittedly, the opening of the American market to Japan gives us no advantage in terms of the market, but the Malayan colony doesn’t have as much population as Japan either, and the current market is still adequate for the population of the colony.”

“It is up to us to do this by using the Malayan colony as a center to radiate the periphery, connecting two of the actually most populous markets through the Xiangjiang River and Portuguese-controlled Goa, and using it to solidify Britain’s current international position. Investing in Burma is just the beginning, regardless of whether I leave office or not, and who the next commissioner will be, there should be no change in this goal, I wonder if everyone agrees?”

“Agreed!” Everyone gave a neat response, never having fought such a rich battle.

“Then, get to work, I have a feeling that this year is a harvest season.” Alan Wilson smiled and nodded.

At the beginning of 1958, the two events on investing in Burma and the reorganization of establishments began to start with one fanfare and one sneakily, and this time the Regional Commissioners’ meeting also had the theme of a harvest season, stating that all was well in the Malayan colony to celebrate Britain’s contribution to the colony over the years.

Without the markets of the Commonwealth, what would the Malayan colonies eat? Without the supply of steel from Australia, what would the Malayan colony drink?

Is it too much to ask to sing Britain’s praises, even if it is just to sing the praises of Her Majesty the Queen?

“What are you waiting for, darling?” Pamela Mountbatten was happy because oil exploration off Sarawak had begun, and she was the ruler of Sarawak, which had been in a happy mood lately.

“Thinking about what the pitfalls are.” Alan Wilson came back to his senses, the hidden dangers are obvious, in a few days is the landing exercises of the British forces in Malaysia, the location of the exercise is in the Natuna Islands, the significance of the landing exercises, to put it bluntly, is to set up a few cannons in the eastern coastline, to threaten Indonesia, who let Jakarta is a coastal port city, within the range of the battleships.

The entire offshore archipelago around the Straits of Malacca was in British hands, and some of the islands were under Anglo-Dutch co-administration. This cross-administration, of course, was a way for the colonies to report to the British, and had the added effect of creating territorial disputes should they have to leave.

“How about being decorated for your administrative achievements in the Malayan colonies?” Pamela Mountbatten spoke mysteriously, “My dear, as long as you give the nod, I’ll take care of everything else.”

“It suddenly occurs to me where there is a hidden problem.” Alan Wilson slapped his thigh and said, “The Kra Isthmus, the portion of land ceded from Burma and Thailand, unlike the rulers of the Malayan colony itself, there is no ruler present for such a large piece of land, and the Cabinet should be allowed to arrange for two rulers.”

The Isthmus of Krakatau had been under military administration since the cession, and now served as a base for the Mountbatten Group’s grain merchants.

“Do we enthrone a sultan?” Pamela Mountbatten sighed, her husband was destined to go further and further down the road of violently driving history backwards, “But there is no suitable candidate.”

“There is one candidate, Emperor Bao Dai of Vietnam. But the number of monarchs in the Malayan colonies now, together with you, is eleven, and with Bao the Great it’s an even number. There’s still one missing, the area of the Isthmus of Krakatau was formerly divided between Thailand and Burma, and together it’s too large, and the key is still in the Malay Peninsula, so large that it can’t be one administrative unit. It must be divided into at least two.” Alan Wilson said this, and suddenly burst out laughing, “What do you think of Her Highness, being the ruler of one of the states, just like you to hang a name, usually not in the Malayan colony at all.”

“That would balance it out, with an odd number of monarchs, no need to worry about a stalemate of opinion at times.” Alan Wilson clapped his hands, “That way all administrative units, except the original Straits Colony will have a monarch.”

“I’m the monarch?” Princess Margaret looked stunned, would this feel like an admiration.

“What? Honorable Princess? You don’t want to?” Alan Wilson was holding a map of the Isthmus of Krakow with a hesitant look, just like Lloyd George, the British Prime Minister at the Paris Peace Conference.

A casual stroke on the world map was the birth of a new country, and his casual stroke now represented the emergence of two monarchs in the Malayan colony.

Not being very literate, he casually re-established the names of the two new administrative units of the colony in the Isthmus of Krakatau, according to the borders that had formerly belonged to Burma and Thailand.

The land formerly belonging to Burma was called Deling State, and the land formerly belonging to Thailand, was called Nam Tai State.

Princess Margaret’s face burned as she walked up to her brother-in-law, who was on equal footing with her husband, and stood on tiptoe for a kiss.

“Pamela’s down there ……,” Alan Wilson said with a panicked look on his face and broken teeth.

Princess Margaret grunted straight away, forgetting her wife when she did that, and now she was scared like this. With the sound of Pamela Mountbatten’s footsteps coming up the stairs, she too immediately ducked away.

“But this man, Emperor Paul, he was the former Emperor of South Vietnam, if he were to be the ruler of one of the states. Would it draw the royalists from South Vietnam over? That would be a problem for the Malayan colony.”

Pamela Mountbatten emerged to see her husband ferrying back and forth with his hands behind his back, muttering to himself.

It was all unguarded business, and Allen Wilson did not want any change in the course or outcome of the Vietnam War. Compared to the great matter of America’s gray head, Bao Dai was really just light as a feather.

“I’ll think about it after dinner.” Pamela Mountbatten called softly to her husband and soon the three were downstairs.

Alan Wilson’s daily agonizing thoughts about where the hidden dangers lie was not a good working condition, and it just so happened that Xia Meng came to Singapore to carry out military support work, so he stopped by the barracks for a break, and paid close attention to the landing maneuvers in the Natuna Islands.