Chapter 944 – A New Journey

Who is in charge of this family? This is a very important question, a house can be swept without sweeping the world?

Pamela Mountbatten’s untamed nature forced Alan Wilson to let his wife get reacquainted with herself, delivering the Saigon Fighter’s jab.

Pamela Mountbatten, who eventually endured countless jab attacks, could only leave tears of remorse, saying she wouldn’t dare next time.

It was only after a long time that she put on the clothes she had dropped due to the intensity of the battle, and said pitifully, “Just know that you’re good at me.”

“If I’m not awesome to you, it’s not a big deal.” Alan Wilson neck right twisted rhetorical question, a turn of the situation, let Pamela Mountbatten recognize the error, “just too intense, waist are broken by you, next time can not be like this.”

“It depends on your performance.” Alan Wilson vanity was satisfied, looked at his wife with a childish look.

Husband and wife need to communicate more, like the two, the first time to communicate, once not on two, always in time to solve the problem, Pamela Mountbatten took the jab after directly coaxing his son to go.

This time back in London, the eldest daughter Pamela was placed in the Mountbatten couple, bringing a lot of laughter to the Marshal’s family, but also freeing Alan Wilson and Pamela Mountbatten’s personal space for two people, which can be said to be two birds with one stone.

“What did you think of this Foreign Secretary you had contact with in Australia. I heard he was suspected of being too close to the Soviet Union.” Pamela Mountbatten unloaded her barriers after the communication and went back to discussing possible future partners with her husband.

“It doesn’t matter what he’s like, but saying he’s too close to the Soviet Union? Who said that?” Alan Wilson bristled, grimacing, “I’m just wondering how the Conservative Party, a party of one-water transnational marriage offspring, is so vocal about expressing loyalty to Britain. I won’t mention Churchill, but Macmillan, now the Tory number two, has the potential to be a second Churchill.”

Like Churchill, Macmillan has an American mother and a reverence for the monarchy. The former is well-documented, and as for embracing the monarchy, who knows if it’s a pretense?

“Seems like we should look for an opportunity to legislate against transnational marriage offspring being politicians?” Pamela Mountbatten’s heart fluttered, and she felt as if she had heard what her husband meant.

She hadn’t heard wrong at all, Alan Wilson really thought so, “One should look for such an opportunity, but not too obviously pointing to the United States, for a compromise, such as limiting the scope, the spouses of Commonwealth countries can be elected. That would be better.”

A few more big Tory heroes like Churchill and Britain wouldn’t be a shrinking concern.

At this moment in Britain, Harold Wilson is probably the happiest of the lot; he is only forty-two years old, but he has unexpectedly become Foreign Secretary, a very important cabinet minister.

When the news came, even he himself was giddy, and he was considered a rising star in the Labor Party party.

Prime Minister Adderley made such an arrangement, naturally he had his own considerations, Harold Wilson’s age can be regarded as the future stalwart of the Labor Party, forty-two years old can be regarded as the prime of life for a politician.

This is only one of the reasons, there is another reason is that Harold Wilson himself, is the former Foreign Secretary, has been sick and died Ernest Bevan, left behind by the Labour Party trade union power chairman, leading Ernest Bevan after the death of the party’s political power.

This part of the force was also important, and for the sake of balance, Adderley appointed Harold Wilson, as Foreign Secretary after Morrison.

But there is no doubt that at forty-two years of age, stepping into the center of British politics, Harold Wilson is justifiably happy; this is a Foreign Office as important as the Home Office and the Treasury, and he will have an extremely illustrious resume.

Knowing that the current Conservative Party leader, Aidan, was the Foreign Secretary in Churchill’s government during the Second World War, despite the difference in party affiliation, Harold Wilson had reason to believe that he had a bright future ahead of him.

“Honorable Minister, welcome to the Foreign Office.” The Permanent Undersecretary of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs expressed his welcome to Harold Wilson’s arrival, and introduced the specific work of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, as well as a number of issues currently before him.

“Sir Ismay.” With a very humble attitude, Harold Wilson shook Sir Ismay’s hand and said, “It seems that for some time to come, it will be Sir who will help me with my diplomatic work.”

“Personally, I would love to, but there might be some surprises.” Sir Ismay was about to say something, but still expressed his friendliness, “Of course, I will help the minister familiarize himself with the work as much as I can any day I’m at the Foreign Office.”

Harold Wilson was stunned and said in disbelief, “Could it be that Sir Ismay is preparing to retire?”

“I’m leaving my job, now that I’m the oldest permanent undersecretary in the departments, the minister should have a younger partner.” Sir Ismay smiled, “It should be easier to work together, after all, our ages are far apart and we may not see things from the same perspective. I will try to recommend a permanent undersecretary with exceptional talent to assist the minister, and, you may recognize.”

Sir Ismay sold the idea of not divulging the name of the candidate, so as to avoid a feeling of admiration.

As his former partner, Edward Bridges, had said, it was almost a foregone conclusion that some colonial commissioner would come back and show his talents in diplomacy, and Sir Ismay had been born in India, and in fact, because of the importance of what had once been British India, there was a huge group of people in British politics who had either been born there or had worked there.

Ismay was not going to take the initiative to say anything to Alan Wilson, but Edward Bridges, the retired former Cabinet Secretary and now a director of the Mountbatten Group, had enough, reasonable and legitimate reasons to act as a bridge in the middle of it.

“The Foreign Office side is absolutely fine, as long as Whitehall gives the go-ahead, you can hand over to the next Malayan High Commissioner.” Edward Bridges said as he thought, “Is there a problem?”

“The problem is that I’m wondering if there’s something else that’s not working.” Alan Wilson sighed, “It’s up to the Malayan colony to act as a fulcrum to stabilize the situation.”

“If Norman thinks so too, he should agree with everything you submit about the development of Malaya.” Edward Bridges thought nothing of it, “Just as I always looked the other way when it came to civil servants in British India. If the time is not too late, you may consider a handover with the Malayan side.”

Thirteen years had passed since Mountbatten had returned to Malaya at the head of the British army, and after the tenure of the two High Commissioners, the Malayan colony had developed and was finally on a par with Japan within Asia.

In some industrial data, the Malayan colony has been on a par with the British mainland, along with the current Chinese foreign export Xiangjiang, together with the maintenance of British trade in the Eastern market.

Norman Brooke, with the report submitted by Alan Wilson, spoke with data about the importance of the current Malayan industrial base, which could connect to the Chinese market in the north, increase its influence on Australia to the south, report to the east with Dutch Kalimantan, and drive Burma in the northwest, and maintain the British influence in South Asia.

These figures make up Alan Wilson’s glowing resume, “The development of the colonies has had a major role in Britain’s response to the world economic crisis of the last year. With the current development, the Malayan colony will play a siphon effect throughout Southeast Asia, when British India we could not control the entire population, it can be said that British India no longer exists, but it exists in a different way.”

“We still need a little time, but more macroscopic level, I want to transfer Alan back, Sir Ismay intends to serve as Secretary General of NATO, and up his age in Whitehall is really big, go to Paris to go to the office can avoid the current government’s old image, Secretary Harold has just assumed office, so that Alan and its cooperation, to set up the current government’s age and dry image, in the right but. ”

Norman Brooke elaborated on his own arrangements for the transfer of jobs while Prime Minister Airdrie looked at the data, “If the Prime Minister sees no problem with it, I’ll make the arrangements right away, and at the same time let Allen make the handover to the overseas work.”

“I have no problem with that.” Prime Minister Adderley looked at the industrial data of the Malayan colony, and to be honest, he was surprisingly a little excited. Although Malaya was a colony, these industrial forces really belonged to Britain, and Britain could call on them.

In the evening Alan Wilson received a phone call, the previous colonial proposal all permitted, and let him prepare to carry out the handover of work, put down the phone he also can not help but feel nostalgic, “I did not think it has been so long?”

Usually although his second brother is busy most of the time, but it does not mean that he is not busy, Malaya’s prosperity he is also credited.

“Your work is organized.” Pamela Mountbatten inquired as she looked at her dazed husband and shook her palm.

“Unsurprisingly, it should be fine.” Alan Wilson was spirited, “Since there’s still time, I’d like to get back and turn in my work.”

The world economic crisis of 1957 was far behind for the vast majority of countries, but it seemed not to be the case for France, just as Alan Wilson was working to take over as Permanent Undersecretary of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

There was a protest march in Paris to end the war, which was unsurprisingly suppressed by the government of the Fourth Republic, and the marchers were arrested.

Allen Wilson, who was returning to Kuala Lumpur from Paris according to the established route, very coincidentally saw this scene, although it did not delay him from going to the headquarters of the movie group.

Not yet a permanent undersecretary at the Foreign Office, Alan Wilson had already brought himself into the role, pondering the implications for Britain of the dramatic changes coming to France.