Astute,with an intuitive political skill,she planned her moves,markedher victims and bided her time.ThiS much must be said for her:she knew hermen.When her new Jou Dynasty was established,all her executioners werekilled within a year after having served their purpose during the terror;sheremembered all the good men she had banished,and recalled them to power.She was able to rule the country in peace for fifteen years.There were nolonger frame-ups;one heard no more of alarms of conspiracies and rebellions.Toward the end of her reign,law and justice recovered their ancient dignity.Ironically,it was in this very period of outspoken ministers and honest,courageous judges that the seeds of her ruin were sown. How does one write of oneS grandmother if she was a whore and amurderess?This question came up the other day when my Cousin Chiu,DukeofYing,and I had a hunting dinner at the Tsuiwei Palace and I told him that1 was starting these memoirs.Chiu is the son of Uncle Prince Suchiay;myfather was Prince Shien,at one time Co-regent.Both of US are among thefortunate SUrvjvors of Grandmother’S bloodbaths.He lost his father as I loSt mine in the same wave of persecution.He is a good man and has helped manyofthe orphans ofthe Royal House.Many ofthe princes and dukes today owehim his help.He,too,was left an orphan and knew fear,hunger and the utter loneliness of a child wandering in the jungles of subtropical Hainan in the South China Sea,feeling like a convict’S son,with a taint on his name.His mother and nine of his brothers were murdered on the same day,while he and two of his youngest brothers were exiled.He and I often sit over a cup of wine and exchange notes about the person responsible for it all,our grandmother.He is as doggedly proud ofhis father as I arn ofmine.Both ofthem were real scholars.What difference does it make?His father was hanged and my father was forced to hang himself.But he and I often enjoy these talks,like sailors recounting their escape from a disaster at sea.
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