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.Finally, Kei Bot tapped Shou Kuan with one of his squat fingers."How will Hsuang know when to feign his attack?"Detailed comments and questions such as these meant the generals approved of his plan, Batu realized.He smiled, then answered the question."We have the High Minister of Magic to thank for that," he said."Tzu Hsuang and I will keep in touch through the Mirror of Shao."Later that afternoon, just as Batu's ragged fleet skirted the Horn of Wak'an, the general's wife and children stood outside the walls of the Celestial Garden of the Virtuous Consort.The trio was surrounded by eighteen guards, and two more were currently inside, verifying that it was safe to enter."Can't we go in?" asked Ji, tugging impatiently at his mother's hand.At five years of age, he looked more like his grandfather than his father.Tzu Hsuang's noble blood showed in the boy's silky hair, refined features, and statuesque proportions."We waited long enough!" commented Yo, frowning at the delay.With wide-set eyes, flat high cheekbones, and flaring nostrils, Yo was the child who most resembled her father.Fortunately, Wu thought, she was only four and there was still a good chance the girl would grow out of this particular legacy.On a man, Batu's rugged features were engaging and appealing, but Wu had no doubt they would seem misplaced in the face of a young lady.Both children were anxious, Wu knew, because it was already approaching dusk.They would have only twenty or thirty minutes to play before darkness settled in and the guards declared it unsafe to remain outdoors.Nevertheless, the children had to learn to be patient.Wu tugged sternly on each of their hands."You are the grandchildren of a lord and the children of the General of the Northern Marches.Is this how you should behave?"Reminded of their duty, both Ji and Yo sighed, then fell silent.The Celestial Garden was the only area in the summer palace where Wu felt secure, for it was the one place where she could go to forget what she viewed as her imprisonment.It had been just eighteen days since Batu had left, but already the sycophants of the imperial court were maneuvering to discredit him—in large part, she reflected, because his plan had succeeded too well.Though reports of her father's progress circulated through the court daily, no one had seen or heard anything of Batu's armies since the emperor's blessing.From what the bureaucrats could tell, the newly appointed General of the Northern Marches had simply taken one hundred thousand men and vanished.At first, the bureaucrats had been amazed at such a feat.Their gossip had concerned how he had managed such a thing.As the week had worn on and there was no sign of Batu, however, it had become fashionable to attribute the disappearance to sinister occurrences.The desertion theory had begun to circulate two days ago.According to this hypothesis, Batu had rendezvoused with an advanced enemy army and defected with all his soldiers.The advocates of this notion took great delight in suggesting that he would return to Tai Tung at the head of a mixed barbarian and Shou army.Having helped her husband develop his plan, Wu knew nothing could be farther from the truth.Unfortunately, she was the only person in the summer palace who could say so with absolute certainty.Still, she did not dare speak in her husband's defense for fear that Tuigan spies would uncover Batu's plan.So, amid the splendor and pageantry of the imperial court, Wu remained shunned and isolated.For her, it was not a great sacrifice.The ladies of the court, with their plucked and painted eyebrows, seemed universally shallow and dull.Wu had no desire to share in their company.The children, however, were accustomed to the freedom of immense gardens and a plethora of playmates.In the summer palace, though, room was at a premium and young companions were a rarity.The few children who did live in the court had been forbidden from socializing with "the deserter's progeny." For Ji and Yo, the summer palace had become even more of a jail than it was for Wu.The one island in this sea of isolation had been the Minister of State, Ju-Hai Chou.Wu suspected that the minister had guessed something of her husband's plan.Several times, he had called to reassure her that Batu had the emperor's complete confidence, no matter what the sycophants whispered.Ju-Hai had also gone out of his way to see that Wu lacked no luxury.He had even convinced the bureaucracy to let Wu and the children use the Celestial Garden.Of all the things Ju-Hai had done, Wu appreciated this last favor the most.Located in the northwest corner of the palace, the garden was a small retreat no more than two hundred feet on a side.It was a feral place filled with trees of many varieties: plum, small magnolias, white mulberries.There were even two grand willows that, with their puff-ball shapes and weeping leaves, made the garden seem almost as wild and as marvelous as the parks of Chukei.From Wu's perspective, however, the best thing about the Celestial Garden was its walls.The ones on the north and east were actually part of the palace fortifications and stood more than thirty feet tall.On the south and west, the walls were twenty feet tall.The garden had only one entrance, the circular "moon gate" on the south wall, before which Wu now stood.Normally, Wu was not such a student of architecture, but the high garden walls meant that she and her children could be alone—providing, of course, the guards did not find any spies or assassins lurking inside.Wu and her children waited several minutes more before the two guards returned and stepped through the round gate.One wore green lamellar plate and the other an identical set of armor, save that it was blue.The one in green bowed, saying, "The Celestial Garden is vacant, Lady Batu.It is safe to enter."Wu returned the guard's bow."The minister shall hear of your vigilance."As Wu and the children stepped through the gate, her guards snapped to attention and two brief, distinct clatters sounded behind her.There were two clatters because she had two sets of guards under separate commanders and they never did anything together.The ten soldiers in blue came from the Ministry of War.Her husband's enemy, Kwan Chan Sen, had assigned them to watch her at all times.The ten guards in green came from the Ministry of State Security.As a favor to Ju-Hai, Ting Mei Wan had assigned these guards to Wu.The duty of Ting's guards, as far as Wu could tell, was to protect her and the children from Kwan's men.Neither group made Wu feel secure.She would rather have had a company of her husband's or father's personal guard, but the Grand Master of Protocol had made it clear that he would not permit such troops inside the palace.Wu was left feeling that she could trust only her own skills for the safety of her children and herself.As she passed through the gate, Wu released the hands of her children.Both bolted for the northwest side of the garden, pausing on their way to roll down a manmade hill and splash through an artificial brook.Wu started to caution them about soiling their clothes, but decided to allow them their fun.With all that Shou Lung was asking of her family, the emperor could give her children new samfus if necessary.In the growing shadows of dusk, Wu could almost forget that she was locked inside the palace.The center of the garden held a fish pond, upon which floated a miniature sampan large enough for two people.Though the pond was so small that one could walk around it in less than one hundred steps, a marble bridge spanned its center.Beyond the pond, the Virtuous Consort's gardeners had formed the terrain into a series of serpentine hills, complete with artificial brooks and miniature cliffs.Along the walls, the trees and shrubbery grew so thick that the stonework behind them was completely hidden, giving the garden the appearance of being an open meadow in a forest
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