The Mystery of the Song Dynasty Painting (16 page)

‘“What do these characters on the first page say, Baba?”

‘“That’s your
feng shui
according to your Eight Characters. Can you read the words on the second page?”

‘“Yes, Baba! It says Eighth Day of the Tenth Moon, Year of the Ox.”

‘“That is the auspicious day of your foot-binding. Eighth Day of the Tenth Moon, Year of the Ox.”

‘I couldn’t wait, but finally the day arrived. Niang got up early and woke Nai Ma and me. This was highly unusual because normally she slept until lunchtime. Niang seemed happy and excited as she ordered Nai Ma to bring jugs of hot water. In her hands she held a basin in which were two rolls of bandages, a large towel, a pair of scissors, some needles and thread. She and Nai Ma bathed me and cut my toenails. Then they soaked my feet in the basin of water before massaging them.

‘I could see that Nai Ma wasn’t sure what to do next without instructions from Niang. I couldn’t understand why she looked so nervous. Her hands were trembling and she avoided my eyes.

‘I wanted to reassure Nai Ma that I was feeling marvellous. It was truly relaxing to have my toes rubbed and my feet massaged, especially by my Niang. The two of them went on for so long that I almost fell asleep.

‘Then Niang pulled out a long, narrow bandage. She ordered Nai Ma to hold on to my right foot and not let go even if I should try to free myself.

‘This made me laugh. I wanted to reassure them. “Don’t worry!” I said. “I promise I won’t move. Why should I free myself ? I
want
to have my feet bound. I want small, beautiful feet just like yours, Niang.”

‘Neither of them said anything, but Nai Ma was now looking at me with an expression I’ve never seen before.

‘Slowly and carefully, Niang wound the narrow piece of cloth round my four smaller toes, leaving my big toe bare. Next, she pulled the bandage tightly round my instep, heel and ankle. Then she looped the cloth back over my toes, wrapping it round my foot and ankle five times. My foot felt tight and hot, but it was not unbearable. Niang eyed the bandage in her hand as she paused.

‘“Is it all over?” I asked hopefully. “I
told
you I wouldn’t move!”

‘Neither of them answered. Nai Ma held my leg more firmly. Niang looked her in the eye.

‘“One. Two. Three. Now!” Niang commanded in a firm voice. With both of Niang’s hands pushing my four smaller toes down towards the sole of my foot, Nai Ma began pulling the bandage as tightly as possible. The worst pain I had ever experienced shot from my toes throughout my entire body. I realized with sudden shock that Niang was trying to bend my toes under my sole, no matter what. Even if it meant breaking my bones.

‘Despite my promise to be good, I screamed. Niang went on pushing. I felt a jolt of excruciating agony as my toes fractured under their combined assault. I heard them snap and I could not believe that anyone could do this. I kicked and struggled, but they went on relentlessly pulling the bandages tighter and tighter. It hurt so much that I wet myself and vomited. I simply couldn’t help myself. Darts of pain shot up my leg into my chest. Surely death could not be worse than this.

‘At that moment I saw with absolute clarity that the cause of Niang’s long-standing illness was connected somehow to her small, bound feet. She must have gone through the same torture she was inflicting on me at this moment. She knew what it was like, and she didn’t protect me. If the result of enduring all this was to lie in bed like her for the rest of my life, I wanted no part of it. No matter how beautiful it made me!

‘I bit my lower lip until it bled and made up my mind to fight. I punched and scratched and kicked at Niang with my left foot as hard as I could. I pulled Nai Ma’s hair as she bent down to speak to me.

‘“Stop it!” I screamed. “
I don’t want my feet bound!
You’re hurting me!”

‘“I’m sorry,” Nai Ma said. “Your Niang is doing this for your future.” As she spoke, she loosened her hold on my leg just for a second and I wriggled free.

‘I sprang from the bed, pushed Niang to the floor and scrambled frantically out of my room. I ran, regardless of the pain, with the bandage trailing behind me like a twisting, twirling snake. Down the hall, through the threshold of the main doorway and into the courtyard where there were people… lots of people… and safety… and freedom.

‘Baba was standing by his sedan chair, talking to the bearers and Gege about a broken shoulder-pole. On the far side, two gardeners were emptying buckets of water into spraying cans. How could everything be so normal when I was being tortured?

‘“Save me! Baba! Save my life! She’s trying to kill me!” I hollered at the top of my lungs. Tears streamed down my face as I threw myself into Baba’s arms.

‘Everyone stopped to stare at me.

‘“Who is trying to kill you?” Baba asked

‘“Niang!”

‘“Don’t be ridiculous! She’s your mother.”

‘“No! She’s not my mother. She’s my stepmother! Look what she’s done!”

‘I ripped off my bandage and raised my foot to show him. My foot began to swell before our very eyes. It changed colour from white to yellow to red to purple. My toes were hanging at a grotesque angle, all the bones having been cracked and broken. The only toe that appeared normal was my big toe, pointing straight out and reminding me of how my foot used to look a short while ago.

‘Baba was horrified! Everyone rushed over to look. A murmur went through the crowd. I heard someone say, “How could she have run when four of her toes are fractured like this?”

‘Gege knelt beside me and took my throbbing foot in his hands. I knew he felt bad for me because I saw tears in his eyes. Gently, he stroked my little toe and tried to straighten it. The pain was so excruciating that I screamed again.’

‘My relationship with Niang never recovered after this. Nor did the toes in my foot. The fractures healed, but my toes remained crooked, summoning up my ordeal each time I put on my shoes. A few months later, Baba spoke to me vaguely about hiring a professional foot-binder to bind my feet. I told him I would stop eating and drinking if he forced me to submit to this torture again. The whole matter of my foot-binding became a contest of wills between the three of us. Eventually, Baba must have sided with me because my feet remained unbound. But Niang never forgave me, and from that time on she deliberately made my life as difficult as possible – but only if we were alone. When my father was around, she was as sweet as honey, but the memory of what happened on that “auspicious” day lingered on between us like a stinky fart.

‘I tried to talk to Nai Ma, but she refused to discuss it. For once, she was unsympathetic and stubborn. Since there was nobody to talk to, I described the incident to myself in my notebook. I felt much better afterwards. From then on, I began writing whenever I had a spare moment.

‘So now you know everything. Niang broke my toes, but I got away. That’s why I have big, ugly feet,’ I said defiantly.

‘Your feet are not ugly,’ said Ah Zhao, looking into my eyes. ‘They’re beautiful, just like the rest of you. Is it permissible for a servant to tell his master’s daughter that she’s beautiful?’

A pang goes through me when I hear him, and I start to tremble. ‘Don’t say such things!’

‘You’re right! I should not have said that to you… but, surely, even a servant has eyes? Seeing is knowledge. What we see remains with us. One day, I’ll paint the images I’m carrying in my mind. That way, even though I have no home, I’ll create one wherever I go.’

I think of our ‘playroom’ and know in my heart that neither Gege nor I could have built it without him. What he says is true. He’ll be able to effect his sanctuary wherever he goes; establish an oasis where things come together; install a tranquil retreat at will. But we, the ones left behind, will be lost without him…

At that moment, a curious, pounding noise suddenly starts up as if from nowhere. Muted, rhythmic and insistent, the ominous beat grows louder and louder: Boom, boom, boom, boom,
boom
! Boom, boom, boom, boom,
boom
!

‘What’s that?’ I ask in alarm.

‘Remember the Bell and Drum Tower in the guardhouse above the city gates? They’re beating the drums to warn us that the gates are about to close for the evening.’

‘Sundown already?’

‘I’m afraid so. Time to go.’

We make our way back to the plateau above the riverbank and gaze at the peaceful city of Bian Liang spread out below. Around the entire length of the shore, as far as the eye can see, mile after mile of cultivated fields, hamlets, orchards, markets, roads, bridges, canals and boats are laid out like toys in a playland, under the setting sun. The expanse of blue river, flowing from west to east, seems almost endless. A line of red stretches like a gentle brushstroke across the darkening sky.

Ah Zhao and I wave to Gege. He leaves his
cu ju
friends and runs towards us, the personification of life and hope. My heart vibrates with the magic of youth and I’m suddenly infused with a wonderful feeling that everything is possible. On an impulse, I turn to Ah Zhao and say, ‘Today is the happiest day of my life. I’m going to write it in my notebook and remember it forever.’

13

Prime Minister’s Son

After the Qing Ming Festival, everything seems to change. With the help of Baba’s influential friends, Gege is admitted to the prestigious National University of Bian Liang. He spends his time attending classes, studying for the Imperial Examination and advancing his career.

At the university, he makes a new friend. Cai You
is eight years older than Gege and gifted in music. He teaches Gege to sing, compose songs and play the
qin
(a zither consisting of a wood frame and seven strings of twisted silk). Gege asks me for help in writing the lyrics. I do so gladly because a song is really a poem set to music, and I love writing poetry. I’m thrilled to hear my words being sung loudly, by my brother, for everyone to hear.

Gege shows Cai You my lyrics and he’s delighted. Cai’s father, the newly appointed Prime Minister Cai Jing
, persuades Emperor Huizong to create a special
Da Cheng Yue Fu
(Bureau of Music of Great Brilliance). It includes a
Wan Qin Lo
(Pavilion of Ten Thousand Zithers) and is staffed by one
Da Si Yue
(Musician-in-Chief), two
Dian Yue
(Music Managers), one
Da Yue Ling
(Music Officer), four
Xie Lu Lang
(Composers) and two hundred performers and dancers.