He passed along a covered
pathway and into yet another
hall lit by two
massive, flickering candles and filled
with row after row of wooden cabinets, each one marked
with a piece of yellowing paper stuck to the side. He
picked up one of the candles and began his search.
Before long, he located the right cabinet. He opened
its doors and found inside three parcels wrapped in
yellow cloth. The parcel on the left was inscribed in
vermilion ink with his
foster father's name: 'Yu
Wanting'. Chen's hands shook slightly and several
drops of candlewax splattered on the floor. Then, with
a silent prayer, he opened the parcel.
Inside was a thick file of yellowing papers, a man's
embroidered
waistcoat, and a woman's white
undergarment which was badly ripped and speckled with
black spots that appeared to be blood stains. Chen
opened the file and began reading from the beginning:
"I, Yu Wanting, a twenty-first generation pupil of the
Shaolin Monastery of Putian, Fujian Province, do
herebyrespectfully confess in full my misdemeanors.
"I was born into a peasant family and spent my youth
in great poverty and
hardship. I knew the girl Xu
Chaosheng, who lived next door, from when we were very
young. As we grew, we came to love one another...."
Chen's heart began to thump wildly. "Could it be my
foster father's misdemeanor had something to do with
my mother?" he wondered. He continued reading:
"We
secretly agreed to remain faithful to each other
for life, and would marry no-one else. After the death
of my father, there were several years of
drought, and
with nothing in the fields to harvest, I went out into
the world to find a life for myself. Due to the
compassion of my
benevolent master, I was taken in by
the
monastery. The embroidered
waistcoat enclosed was
given to me by the girl Xu when I left home.
"Before I had been fully initiated into the higher
skills of the Shaolin
martial arts school, I left
temporarily to return to my home village. Because of
the girl Xu's kindness, I was unable to abandon
worldly emotions and went back to see her, but was
shocked to find that her father had married her into
the family of the local landlord, surnamed Chen. In a
state of extreme
anguish, I entered the Chen
mansionone night to visit her. Using
martial skills I had
learned from the Shaolin School, I trespassed on the
property of an ordinary citizen for personal reasons.
This was my first
breach of discipline.
"The girl Xu moved with her husband to Beijing, and
three years later, having failed to
renounce my love
for her, I went to visit her again. As it happened,
that very night, she gave birth to a son. I was
outside the window and managed to catch a glimpse of
the child. Four days later, I returned once more and
found the girl Xu looking very pale. She told me that
her son had been taken away by the Princess Rong Zhang
and replaced by a baby girl. Before we had a chance to
talk further, four assassins entered, obviously sent
by the Princess to kill the girl Xu. In the heat of
the fight, I received a sword wound on my forehead,
but killed all four assassins before passing out. The
girl Xu bandaged my wound with the enclosed
undergarment. Having heard a secret of the Imperial
Palace and having been seen to use Shaolin kung fu, I
risked bringing great trouble upon the school. This is
my second
breach of discipline.
"For the next ten years, although I was in Beijing, I
did not dare to go and see the girl Xu again, but
submerged myself in learning kung fu. Finally the
Emperor Yong Zheng died and Qian Long succeeded him to
the
throne. I worked out the dates and realised that
Qian Long was the son of the girl Xu. Knowing how
cold-blooded Yong Zheng was and afraid that he might
have left orders to have her killed to silence her, I
entered the Chen
mansion again. One night, two
assassins did indeed come. I killed them both and
found Yong Zheng's written order on one of them. I
enclose the document."
Chen flipped through the rest of the pile and found at
the end a note on which was written: "If, when I die,
Chen Shiguan and his wife are still alive, they must
be
speedily killed." It was unmistakably the
calligraphy of the Emperor Yong Zheng. Chen guessed
Yong Zheng must have known his parents would not dare
to breathe a word while he was alive, but thought they
might try to make use of the information after his
death. He continued reading.
"Qian Long
apparently knew nothing of the matter, for
no more assassins were sent. But I could not rest
easy, so I dressed as a commoner and obtained
employment in the Chen
mansion, chopping
firewood and
carrying water. This I did for five years. Only when I
was certain there would be no further repurcussions
did I leave. I acted with great recklessness, and if I
had been discovered, it would have caused great
embarrassment to the Shaolin School, and have damaged
the school's honour. This is my third
breach of
discipline."
Now Chen understood why his mother had wanted him to
go with Yu, and why Yu had died of a broken heart
after the death of his mother. He thought of Yu
working for five years as a lowly servant in his own
household to protect his mother, truly an expression
of deep love and an
overwhelming sense of duty. He
wondered which one of the dozens of servants around
the house when he was young was Yu.
After a while, he wiped his eyes and read on: "I am
guilty of three serious
breaches of discipline. Full
of fear, I
hereby present the full facts to my
benevolent master and plead for leniency."
Yu's
submission ended at that point and was followed
by two lines of vermillion characters which said: "Yu
Wanting has committed three misdemeanors. If he is
truly willing to reform and follow the teachings of
the Buddha, why should we not forgive him since the
Buddha was willing to forgive the Ten Sins? But if he
hankers after
worldly passions and refuses to use his
intelligence to break the bonds of emotion, then he
should be immediately expelled. It is up to him."
So his
foster father was expelled from the Shaolin
School because he could not give up my mother, Chen
thought.
He looked up and saw the stars on the western horizon
were beginning to fade while in the east, day had
already arrived. He blew out the candles, wrapped the
things up in the yellow cloth and picked up the
parcel. He closed the cabinet doors and slowly walked
back out to the
courtyard where he found a statue of a
laughing Buddha gazing down him. He wondered what his
foster father must have felt, being confronted with
this Buddha as he left the
courtyard after being
expelled. He walked back through the five halls, all
of them deserted.
As he passed through the last doorway, Lord Zhou and
the Red Flower Society heroes came forward to greet
him. They had waited
anxiously for half the night and
were
delighted to see him returning safely. But as he
came closer, they saw his weary look, and his red,
swollen eyes. Chen gave them a brief account of what
had happened, omitting only the
relationship between
his
foster father and his mother.
"Our business here is finished," he said. The others
nodded.
Lord Zhou accompanied Chen back inside to bid farewell
to the abbot, then the heroes collected their
belonging and started on the way.
Just as they were leaving the
monastery, Zhou Qi went
pale and almost fainted. Her father quickly helped her
back inside to rest, and the
monastery's physician
announced after examining her that she was in no
condition to travel and would have to rest at the
monastery to await the birth. Zhou Qi could only smile
bitterly and nod in agreement.
The others discussed the situation and
decided that
Lord Zhou and Xu should stay to look after Zhou Qi,
and join them in Beijing after the birth of the child.
Zhou rented a number of peasant huts a couple of miles
west of the
monastery for them to live in, and Chen
and the other heroes started off north.
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