Mountbatten stated very bluntly that the partition of India and Pakistan was inevitable, and at this point it was irreversible.

Nehru and other Congress leaders, after repeated consultations, finally agreed to the basic parts of Mountbatten's plan. What remained was how to deal with the future of hundreds of large and small Indian princely states.

At Nehru's insistence, Mountbatten expressed his willingness to come forward to persuade the princes, but in fact he was not mentally prepared to do so.

The process of partitioning India and Pakistan has finally started after two years of constant repetition, and history is about to open a new page.

Alan Wilson, who was in British Malaya, of course also heard the news, but he had no special thoughts in his heart. His only expectation now was when India and Pakistan would start a war over Kashmir.

Of course, he was still not idle, because Pamela Mountbatten and a few friends went all the way to Kuala Lumpur.

In fact, Pamela Mountbatten came over to visit her fiancé who was staying here. The main purpose was to visit Australia with some aristocratic friends and talk to the Australian government about exploration in Australia.

Bang! After giving the prodigal woman a hard slap on her buttocks, Alan Wilson gritted his teeth and said, "Your husband has worked so hard, and you are taking a group of ladies to Australia? Are you paying for all the travel expenses?"

"It hurts!" Pamela Mountbatten said with tears in her eyes and one hand covering her buttocks, "It's broken with such a heavy hand. It's like this before we get married. I won't be beaten to death by you after we get married."

"It's too late for you to regret it now." Alan Wilson said angrily, "Don't waste my hard-earned money on who knows where."

"I'm doing business. You asked me to do the prospecting. Now in the aristocratic circle, I have to rely on myself. How can I believe that I can make money? Didn't I bring some nobles over to support the scene?"

After rubbing it for a long time, Pamela Mountbatten felt that the burning sensation in her buttocks had eased a bit, and she explained in a low voice, "Don't be so stingy. I believe in you unconditionally, but others can't be like me."

There is actually some truth to what he said! Alan Wilson felt for a moment that he had struck too hard just now, but he could not admit his mistake at this time, otherwise he would fall into trouble and asked about the cost of this trip to Australia.

After a world war, not all aristocrats were unscathed. Some aristocratic families were already living very hard, and the cost of a trip to Australia needed to be considered.

It was originally Alan Wilson's idea to tie up the aristocracy to discuss iron ore development with Australia, but now it seems that there is really no defensible reason for this slap.

However, Alan Wilson could not admit his mistake and expressed forcefully that he should maintain a simple style until his career made no progress. "I think these domestic aristocrats might as well go to the colonies. Many people become emperors in the colonies and are poorer than the locals."

It’s much better to pay attention to your life.”

"How come I haven't heard of it?" Pamela Mountbatten twisted her waist and looked back, and asked Alan Wilson to turn his head back. What was he looking at? It was just a red handprint. What was there to see?

"Why not? There was a white king in Sarawak who later signed an agreement with the colonial government. However, this agreement can be overturned. Changes in colonial policies are not as unshakable as domestic policies. In fact, I want to make Sarawak

The throne was sold to Maharaja Ali Khan, and the colonial government of Malaya had to pay his family a pension, which is nothing compared to the hundreds of thousands square kilometers of land in Sarawak."

Pamela Mountbatten was startled, "There is still such a thing. There are still people who don't want to be the king and sell such a large land."

"The world is full of wonders!" Alan Wilson shrugged, "I don't know what he thinks."

The king of Sarawak was a British man born in India. During World War II, Japanese troops landed in Kuching, Miri and other places in Sarawak, and then occupied the northern half of Borneo in less than a month, bringing the British to the throne.

, Dutch and Australian troops were driven to the south of the island.

Before the Japanese army landed, King Werner Brooke had withdrawn 200,000 pounds in cash from the Sarawak treasury, fled to Sydney, Australia with his wife and children, and then established a "Sarawak Government in Exile" there.

After Japan surrendered, the king returned to Sarawak. That year he signed a treaty with the British Colonial Office and officially ceded his kingdom to Britain, on the condition that the British government paid him and his three daughters a substantial lifetime pension.

"Can it be successful?" Pamela Mountbatten asked inexplicably.

"It should be possible. Among the four departments of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the Department of Indian Affairs, the Commonwealth Department, and the Department of Colonies, the Colonial Department has the lowest status. It has long been responsible for immigration work. Because these four departments are parallel, many local authorities are not invited.

.As long as it works properly, it is not impossible to bring Sarawak back to life again.”

Alan Wilson conducted a purely technical analysis and explained the division of powers among the four foreign-related departments of the United Kingdom. Even though the Colonial Department seemed to have great power over the colonies, in fact it did not have much power at all.

Alan Wilson was nagging here, wondering if he could repay his kindness by selling Sarawak to Ali Khan, the monarch of Hyderabad.

Pamela Mountbatten's thinking has entered another track. Although the king has said that Mountbatten's title can be passed on to his daughter, she has a sister in front of her. Even if the title can be inherited, it is her sister Patricia Mountbatten.

It was impossible for her to inherit the title from Barton.

Now when I heard Alan Wilson mentioning Sarawak, a trace of desire flashed in his eyes, "Can't I be the ruler of Sarawak? I will find a place for the Maharaja then."

Alan Wilson suddenly looked at Pamela Mountbatten and said in surprise, "How come I didn't realize you had this side before."

"I didn't know there was such a thing before. You also know that my father's title belongs to Patricia. Your Majesty only said that daughters can inherit their father's title, but my father has more than one daughter." Pamela Mountbatten was a little bit confused.

Sorry.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Alan Wilson clasped his hands on his chest and sat on the side looking thoughtful, "As you know, I don't know much about the titles of nobles.

Will the hereditary title prevent me from becoming a civil servant?"

He seemed to remember that Churchill refused the title of Duke of London in name only because his son would be Prime Minister. Although in fact his son was just a shield, because he clearly still wanted to be Prime Minister.

"Hereditary title? The domestic title will have an impact, but the title in Sarawak has nothing to do with the domestic title. I will look for an opportunity to ask Elizabeth." Pamela Mountbatten said quickly after hearing this. This also involves her knowledge blind spot. After all,

This kind of thing is rare, especially the Mountbatten family has never encountered it.

"If you want, you can try." Seeing his fiancée's desire, Alan Wilson couldn't refuse directly, but he still reminded, "You can't sacrifice my work, you know? You go to Weiner first.

Brooke, go talk and see if there is any way to avoid it."

Pamela Mountbatten nodded, saying that she would be concerned about this matter. However, in the past few days in Malaya, she and the noble ladies who came with her were directly captured by Alan Wilson.

Aren't these all genuine British aristocrats? They came out quickly to prove that Ai Zhongtang was not bragging, which made the Chinese workers in Newfoundland have doubts in their hearts.

There were a bunch of real aristocrats cheering for them, and Alan Wilson talked about the long history of Chinese culture and what he was fascinated by.

"Pamela, does your fiancé really like Eastern culture? I heard he is a student of the Oriental College." Seeing Alan Wilson's performance, the aristocratic lady standing next to Pamela Mountbatten quietly asked.

"It's true that he graduated from Eastern Studies." Pamela Mountbatten first answered one of the questions, and then lowered her voice and said, "But what Allen said now was just polite. He said that there is no accurate definition of culture.

Judging from the data, any nation can claim that its culture is profound and profound, so when talking to people from other civilizations, if you can't find a reason to get closer, you will brag about the other person's culture."

"So that's it!" Several aristocratic ladies nearby nodded, showing expressions of sudden realization.

Alan Wilson still doesn't know that he has been betrayed by his fiancée.

However, it is not wrong to be evaluated in this way. Alan Wilson has never thought that there is any distinction between high and low culture. Chinese civilization is just a part of world civilization, and he does not look down on it or look down on it.

If he wants to belittle other civilizations, he only needs to include private information in the textbooks. Imitate the textbooks of previous generations and repeat the words of how many years the armillary sphere is ahead of the world and how many years the seismograph is ahead of the world.

Barabara's claim that Elements of Geometry was ahead of the world for many years is completely justified, because except for ancient Greece, the mathematics of other civilizations are all algorithmic, and cannot be compared with Elements of Geometry in terms of quality and quantity.

But he didn't do that. Failure to brag about that kind of thing was the result of the prehistoric nuclear war in ancient India.

Before Pamela Mountbatten left for Australia, Alan Wilson still found out about being betrayed by his fiancée, and helplessly reminded him, "Are you going to strip me naked and show it to your friends?"

"When people asked, that's what I said." Pamela Mountbatten said sheepishly, "You said that in India."

"I said you can't continue to tell anyone." Alan Wilson was furious. "Next time you have no sense of confidentiality, you should be spanked."

"I know, I know you are cruel and it was swollen last time." Pamela Mountbatten begged for mercy, "After I finish these things, I will go to Newfoundland to see you."

Seeing the plane disappear from sight, Alan Wilson stretched his neck. It was time for him to set off. He went to the United States first and waited for the workers and machinery to get on the road. "I haven't been to the United States yet. Let's see what the city on the hill is like."

Something happened."
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