Chapter 748 General, we have to endure the humiliation and bear the burden (second update, please subscribe)
"Mr. Commander, you can't be so aggressive!"
In one sentence, let everyone realize, Now the negotiations have reached a point where they are about to break down!
Otherwise, General Templer would not have said that.
Everyone can feel the suppressed anger of General Templer!
When have I, Daying, been ignored like this?
For a moment, General Templer even wanted to roar loudly and tell him - I, the British, are not to be bullied!
But reason told him not to break up!
After all, I, Great Britain, still need help from Nanyang on the Malay issue. Even if they break up, the London side is likely to be more inclined to Nanyang.
No, no, the current Prime Minister is not one of those guys from the Labor Party.
Probably not...
But Malaya really needs troops in Nanyang!
Compared with Templer's anger and the turmoil in his heart after his anger, Li Guoren seemed very calm.
"No, I just hope that the general can accept those refugees from a humanitarian standpoint!"
"This is not a refugee issue!"
Templer, who had calmed down, said directly.
“This is related to the future of Malaya. We all know that the influx of hundreds of thousands of refugees will increase the proportion of the Tang people’s population by more than 10%. This is undoubtedly unfair! Last year I When I took office, I once said - we will treat all people fairly, whether they are Tang people, Malays or Indians, they are all equal!"
When it comes to "equality"! , Templer specifically emphasized.
"And, isn't this exactly what you asked for? Now you are trying to break a certain balance, which is undoubtedly extremely unfair to Mr. Abdul and his compatriots."
Subsequently, Templer set his sights on Abdul, the First Minister of Malaya. After appointing Tang as Senior Deputy Commissioner, as an old troublemaker, I, the British, fully I have given full play to my nature of being a troublemaker and appointed a Malay as the first minister of the cabinet. I have to say that on the road of not being a human being, I, the British, have always been unrivaled.
Feeling the gaze of the high commissioner, Abdul knew that he had to step forward now, so he took a deep breath and said.
"Yes, Mr. Chief, as the owners of this land, we have made concessions on many issues, even sacrifices..."
Wearing a songgu hat Before Abdul finished speaking, Li Guoren interrupted him and asked loudly.
"Master? According to the first Malaya, Malaya is the Malaya of all Malayans. Whether they are Tang people or Malays, they are the owners of this land. When did the Malays become The owner of this land?”
Faced with such a problem Asked, Abdul's expression changed from time to time. His expression seemed calm, but there was suppressed anger in his eyes, and even his hands were clenched into fists, but he quickly calmed down. But at this time, Li Guoren still mended his sword.
"Master, the real master will defend this land when it is invaded. When the Japanese occupied Malaya, only the Commonwealth army and the Tang people were resisting the Japanese invasion. In order to defend Malaya, the Tang people paid Hundreds of thousands of people died, Mr. Abdul, you keep saying that the Malays are the masters of this land, so what are you doing as the masters during the Japanese occupation? "
This is compensation! Knife?
No, this is murder and heart-breaking!
Because everyone knows what they are doing, they are cooperating with the Japanese.
Even General Templer's expression has changed. After all, he has also fought with the Japanese, so he naturally has no good impression of the Japanese, and the Malays cooperate with the Japanese... …That’s also true.
"This, this..."
Facing the question, Abdul couldn't help but sweat broke out on his forehead. This matter is really difficult to handle. Could he say - we are cooperating with the Japanese? It was to free Malaya from British rule.
This is true!
But he must not say it. If he does, his political life will be over.
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Abdul quickly stood up and bowed to apologize.
"Please forgive me, Mr. General, please forgive my gaffe!"
"Don't ask for my forgiveness, Mr. Abdul, the Anti-Japanese Martyrs Monument is in the square!"
Li Guoren has no idea at all. He ignored Abdul's apology, and even didn't forget to finish the attack, saying.
“After all, it is they who protect this land and the people here!”
Then he ignored the changing faces of Abdul and others, and directly turned the topic to the refugees , said.
"The people of the Tang Dynasty sacrificed hundreds of thousands of people to protect Malaya and made so many sacrifices. Now that their relatives are living in exile, shouldn't they come here and live a stable life here?"
< br>What does they have to do with Malaya!
Abdel roared in his heart, but it was just a roar in his heart. Last year, he witnessed the atomic bomb in Nanyang on an aircraft carrier.
Strength... This world relies on strength to communicate.
If Nanyang does not have the strength, what qualifications do they have to carry out this negotiation? For a moment, Abdul was filled with helplessness.
But in his helplessness, there was anger that was difficult to conceal.
The protagonists of the negotiation are the British and the Tang people, so as the owners of this land - who cares about them? No one cares!
"We all know very well that there is no kinship between them."
Templer wanted to say it, but did not say it. He believed that with the uprightness of the Tang people, If he says this now, millions of Tang people in Malaya will come up with a lot of evidence to prove that those refugees are their relatives, and he does not want to humiliate himself, just like Abdul.
Looking at Abdul from the corner of his eye, seeing the suppressed anger of that guy and several other Malay officials, Templer sneered in his heart.
Some things, if you don’t fight for them, you will lose them!
But looking at their suppressed anger, Templer understood that there was fire in their hearts and hatred in their chests.
This is exactly the purpose of London - as old colonists, they know very well how to create conflicts and provoke conflicts. You must know that fanning the flames is their specialty!
Everything is developing in the direction of plan.
All London needs now is the anger in the hearts of these indigenous people. This anger will build up until one day, when these Malays need it, they can vent their inner anger and it will be a matter of course.
Of course, not now, but in the near future!
While sneering in his heart, Templer said in a tone full of helplessness.
"Mr. General, although my position is very clear, I am willing to treat everyone fairly."
While speaking, Templer cast a regretful look at Abdul and others. , seems to be telling them - I am also helpless!
I am also very dissatisfied, but... there is no way!
"Perhaps, for humanitarian reasons, I can allow them to enter Malaya, but I hope you understand that we do not have extra funds to resettle them!"
The general's words, Abdul and others all looked as if they were mourning for their heirs, and they glared at the Tang people who stood up and cheered.
At this time, there was only one question left in their minds - who is the master of this place!
One thing that is certain is that they are British now, and who they will be in the future, I am afraid only God knows!
Looking at the smiling Tang people, under their seemingly calm expressions, they suppressed boundless anger. The seeds of this day's fire have been planted and are sprouting.
......
In the early morning, in the school office, reading the news in the newspaper, a smile bloomed on Liang Biyun's beautiful face.
"Sure enough, as soon as we withdraw and there is no common enemy, they will immediately start to bite each other!"
The reason why this idea came to Liang Biyun's mind was that besides the newspaper In addition to the news about accepting refugees, there was another news that made her even more excited - "High Commissioner General Templer deeply regrets the adoption of the resettlement agreement for the acceptance of stranded refugees in northern French Indochina. The Commissioner believes that, Although accepting refugees is indeed a humanitarian stance, the interests of local people must be taken into consideration..."
Such seemingly light words revealed not only the dissatisfaction of the high commissioner, but also the dissatisfaction of the local people.
"Hmph, the show is about to begin! Soon they will start biting each other, it's just dog bites dog..."
While Liang Biyun was thinking like this, someone came from the door The colleague who came in laughed.
"Teacher Liang, look at you smiling so happily, you must be in love."
The colleague's teasing made Liang Biyun's face turn red and she said.
"Teacher Liu, you are making fun of me again. I am happy because my compatriots stranded in northern French Indochina can come over. It has not been easy for them to be stranded with foreigners in the past two years."
"No, but now it's good, we will soon take over all the compatriots,"
"Don't be happy so early,"
Another the teacher said.
“Didn’t you read in the newspaper that General Templer did not support it, and those people also opposed it...”
As soon as he finished speaking, a teacher next to him said something unhappy.
"If they object, just oppose it. Anyway, we support it, and Nanyang supports it..."
"That's right, who cares about them!"
"That's not it. The truth is, when we cared about them in the past, they never cared. Our feelings!”
For a time, there were many different opinions in the room. Although the words were full of indifference, everyone’s expressions were full of pride and pride. They had enough reasons to be proud, because now Finally, they no longer have to swallow their anger as they did in the past.
What was their life like in the past?
At that time, who cares about their feelings? Why do you care about other people now?
This is always the case in this world, you have to be happy when you are proud!
(End of this chapter)