Chapter 419 Indian Independence

As a good son-in-law, Alan Wilson did not forget to advise his father-in-law even though he was half a world away. The meaning of the telegram was simply not to have hope. Neither Kashmir nor Hyderabad could be solved by majesty or coordination. question.

"If nothing else happens, you will return without success, but as long as you do your best and have a clear conscience. I believe there is no possibility of London accusing you. This is not an easy task."

Unsurprisingly, Mountbatten’s trip to Kashmir failed to persuade the Maharaja to agree to be annexed to Pakistan, but to no avail. For this reason, some Pakistanis saw that Mountbatten was unsuccessful in persuading the prince of Kashmir to annex to Pakistan, and they believed that he was deliberately leaning towards India; similarly, many Indians also complained that Mountbatten did not persuade the prince of Hyderabad to be annexed to India and annex it to India. Entering India, thinking he took care of Pakistan. At this point, he no longer wanted to take care of it.

He did not want to come to British India in the first place, but was brought here by the cabinet's arrogant tactics. Now that coordination cannot be achieved, it is better not to coordinate. It is more important to make India and Pakistan independent as soon as possible.

No matter what remaining issues remain to be resolved, India and Pakistan's independence cannot be delayed any longer. India and Pakistan became independent on March 14th and March 15th, seven months later than historically.

The colonial establishment in British India worked together to buy valuable time for the restoration of the British Empire. At this time, governments at all levels are distributing brand-new rupees into everyone's hands in the name of celebrating independence.

According to the plan, Mountbatten had to attend the independence ceremonies of the two countries separately to show fairness. At this moment, his greatest wish is to spend these two Independence Days safely at all costs. As long as there was no conflict between the Peace Christians and the Hindus during those two days, and as long as there was no friction between the British and the locals, everything would be fine.

Since Pakistan became independent a little earlier, Mountbatten first went to Karachi to attend Pakistan's independence ceremony, and then immediately returned to Delhi to attend India's independence ceremony. Prior to this, Mountbatten arrived in Karachi by plane and drove to the government building. As Mountbatten made his way to Government House, the crowds watching were far larger than when Jinnah had arrived a few days earlier.

That night, Ali Jinnah held a grand banquet to celebrate Pakistan's independence and to welcome Mountbatten to Karachi. Mountbatten was not originally going to speak, but after Jinnah finished his toast, he politely asked the guests to also say a few words. Mountbatten, on behalf of the British Empire, expressed his best wishes for the soon-to-be independent Pakistan.

The remaining time is until Pakistan's Independence Day arrives. After attending Pakistan's celebration, he will return to New Delhi to attend India's independence celebration.

The biggest news in the world recently has naturally reached Newfoundland, but Alan Wilson did not disclose the news to the locals, pretending to be ignorant, because Newfoundland is also in a similar situation.

Alan Wilson, who was feeling uncomfortable,

He just had a few words with Vivien Leigh and a few other actresses, and it could be seen from his face that he was not in a very happy mood.

"Alan, didn't you say that this would happen sooner or later?" Vivien Leigh comforted softly, hoping that the man in a bad mood could calm down, "You have done your best for things over there, so don't worry."

"Colonial independence is a historical trend, there is nothing to feel uncomfortable about." Pauline Godard didn't know much about Alan Wilson, so she blurted out, "Don't you, the UK, feel ashamed?"

"You Americans don't feel ashamed. What do we have to be ashamed of?" As the expressions of the other three women changed slightly, Ellen Wilson exploded. "How about I make a bet with you? You will never see it in your life." The United States has withdrawn its troops from Japanese territory. It is so ridiculous that Japan is still pretending to have a sense of morality in front of us, Britain, even though Japan is now just like a colony. The most ridiculous thing in the world is the Americans. They commit the same murders and arson. A reason that everyone thinks is hypocritical, no one can deceive and still indulge in it."

"Do you think you, the United States, have a sense of morality in calling for national self-determination? That's because there are still a large number of people around the world who follow Britain and France. You, the United States, feel you are powerful and you just want to poach people."

"Ellen!" Vivien Leigh frowned and called softly, "Pauline doesn't understand this, it's not intentional."

"Beautiful lady, I'm sorry for the rudeness just now." Allen Weir returned to his sanctimonious appearance and apologized softly, "If I were an American, I would do the same, Mr. Patriot." It’s not a bad thing, what Miss Pauline just said makes perfect sense from an American perspective.”

The independent will of British India has long been a consensus. Alan Wilson was inevitably disappointed and could only accept the reality. If he wanted to change, he had to start from the land beneath his feet.

First of all, we must work hard, and then talk about other things. Alan Wilson practices it personally. No matter how tired he is, he must first satisfy the women in front of him. He must first make a schedule and separate the women who live together.

"It hasn't been long, and it seems that my body has become a lot stronger." Ingrid Bergman said with a satisfied look that she praised the various receptions this time. It's good to be young.

"I have been practicing as a lumberjack recently. I am very tired from logging." Alan Wilson, who was holding up his pants, looked back at Ingrid Bergman and said helplessly, "I know you have a good figure, so there is no need to show off. Be careful."

"Now you know you're afraid? Weren't you very energetic just now?" Ingrid Bergman rolled her eyes at Alan Wilson and started to put on her coat. She lowered her head and said dissatisfiedly, "I'm blushing again. You're so annoying." It’s hard for me to explain.”

Alan Wilson stretched out his arms and legs on a chair stuffed with fur, holding a home-made cigarette in the corner of his curved mouth. The cigarette crumbs fell bit by bit, and his two cold needle-like eyes Staring directly into Ingrid Bergman's eyes, she praised the Nordic hardware, "In fact, judging from Hitler's summary of the appearance of the superior nations, only you people from Northern and Eastern Europe fit his description of blond hair and blue eyes. , Germans don’t have so many so-called superior national characteristics.”

"Do you still know what the Germans think?" Ingrid Bergman was already fully dressed, and there were no traces of the upheaval in the room. Then the two of them engaged in a verbal dispute that would not leave any evidence, and finally the incident was over. One exchange.

"Prepare the food, they will be back soon." Alan Wilson got up and went to the kitchen, which was a whitewashed room. There were several smoked hams hanging from the rafters, potted flowers on the windowsill, guns hung on nails, rare large cups, porcelain and pewter vessels, and several portraits of Queen Victoria.

A long, narrow wooden table was set with many bowls and spoons, and a bunch of onions hung high above the table; on one side of the recessed fireplace were some spices.

In fact, it can be seen from this house that Newfoundland, which is somewhat isolated geographically, is worthy of its location as a paradise. If many people had not participated in the world war, it would have been an isolated space stuck in the glory days of the British Empire.

He pushed up the window and leaned out. The sun is almost setting. The houses and windmills in the street were blurred, showing a light blue color; in the distance there was only a dark wilderness; the smell of wood smoke from various kitchens could be smelled in the air.

A pony out for a walk at dusk. Their heads, dark and furry, are reflected on the top of the gate. He popped out the cigarette butt in his hand, and a burst of sparks fell. The horse immediately backed away and then ran away.

Vivien Leigh, who went out to shoot a scene, has returned. She doesn't have the airs of a big star. She is also carrying gifts from local citizens in her hands. Her bright smile looks heartwarming.

The days of the master of time management will continue, but thousands of miles away in the subcontinent, the days of the British Empire have reached its final moments. The Union Jack flag that has been flying high over the subcontinent is about to be lowered.

This day is Pakistan's Independence Day. The National Assembly of Pakistan opens and declares Pakistan's official independence.

Mountbatten was invited to deliver a speech at the National Assembly. He called for an end to violence, claiming that the partition of India and Pakistan was not a severance of contacts but the beginning of a new relationship, and asked Pakistan to maintain its special friendship with Britain.

After Mountbatten's speech, Pakistan's independence parade began. Ali Jinnah, Mountbatten and his wife boarded an open car together and drove slowly at the front of the parade. The march covered a total distance of three kilometers. They had received intelligence in advance that extremists were going to throw bombs into convertible cars, so they stood in the car and tensed their nerves.

That afternoon, Mountbatten hurriedly flew back to New Delhi to participate in independence activities in another part of British India.

Nehru declared from the Indian Legislative Assembly that "at twelve o'clock at midnight, when the world is in silence, India will embark on a new life of independence and freedom."

At the same time, there was silence in Mountbatten's Governor's Palace. He was sitting alone in his study, thinking a lot. To be honest, Mountbatten was deeply saddened by the loss of the largest colony in the British Empire on his watch, but this was the only option.

The boundary between New Delhi and Delhi has disappeared. Next to the sign that previously displayed the countdown to independence, countless Delhi citizens poured into New Delhi, which was previously only accessible to the British. In the countryside around Delhi, countless farmers also heard the news of the independence celebration. poured into the capital of the Republic of India.

His wife Edwina walked in, listened to the faint cheers and spoke softly to comfort, "Louis, you have tried your best. The independence of the subcontinent is not your fault. Now, like a gentleman, face it calmly."

"Of course, dear." Mountbatten took a deep breath and forced a smile. "Let us celebrate with the Indians."