On the day my father placed third in the palace examination, my mother was found unconscious in a busy street, her clothes in disarray.
Mindful of the many years she had supported his studies, my father did not fault her for having been violated.
Everyone praised him for his honor.
Even the emperor marveled at his devotion.
Yet, concerned for my father’s reputation, His Majesty decreed that he marry the Marquis of Yongyang’s legitimate daughter and expected my mother to step aside and become a concubine.
Proud and unyielding, my mother hanged herself that very night.