"This is Lord Zhou Zhongying," said Chen to her.
"Ah, I have heard about you too," she said, then suddenly screeched out: "Husband, come down! What are you doing?"
The others all jumped at this unexpected outburst.
"Your husband is fighting with Priest Wu Chen," said Lord Zhou. "Let's go and explain the situation to them quickly."
Chen motioned to the Twin Knights to guard Qian Long, and the rest raced up the stairs to the thirteenth floor.
"Husband!" Madame Guan shouted. "They're the Red Flower Society!"
Her husband Bald Vulture, locked in fierce combat with the Taoist priest, started in surprise, and hesitated in his attack. "Really?" he said.
There was a laugh from above their heads and Master Lu Feiqing dropped to the floor.
"Excellent swordsmanship, excellent," he chuckled, nodding appreciatively at both Bald Vulture and at Priest Wu Chen.
"Do you recognize me?" he asked Bald Vulture.
Bald Vulture looked at him closely for a moment, then gave a shout.
"Ah! You're 'Hidden Needle' Lu," he exclaimed.
"That's right," Lu smiled.
"What are you doing here?" Bald Vulture asked.
Lu turned without answering and bowed before the old woman. "Madame, it has been many years since I last saw you, but your kung fu is better than ever!"
"Ah," exclaimed Bald Vulture again, staring at Lu's blade. "That's a very precious sword you have there!"
Lu smiled. "It belongs to someone else," he said. "I'm just using it temporarily." But let me introduce you. He introduced all the heroes, to 'Bald Vulture' Lin and his wife Madame Guan, the Tianshan Twin Eagles.
"I thought you two were living happily in the Tianshan mountains," Lu said. "And here you are, trying to kill the Emperor."
"You have all met my young pupil, Huo Qingtong," replied Madame Guan. "This affair started with her. The Emperor sent an army to attack the Muslims, but they couldn't match the Manchu troops' strength and lost some battles. Later, the Manchu grain supplies were ransacked…"
"That was the Red Flower Society," interrupted Lu. "They did it to help Muzhuolun."
"Mm, I heard about that," said Madame Guan. She glanced at Chen. "No wonder she gave you that dagger."
"That was before. We met when they came to recover their sacred Koran."
"You also helped to get that back. The way the Muslims talk of you, you're all great heroes!" Her tone suggested she disagreed. "After the Manchu troops lost their grain, they also lost a battle and Muzhuolun suggested peace talks. But just as the truce talks were getting started, the Manchu general got hold of some rations and attacked again."
"Manchu officers have no sense of honour," said Lu, shaking his head sagely.
"The ordinary people of the Muslim areas have been brutally treated by the Manchu troops," Madame Guan continued. "Master Muzhuolun asked us to help. We originally didn't want to have anything to do with it…"
"It was you!" Bald Vulture butted in accusingly. "Now you're trying to feign innocence."
"What do you mean, me? Look at the way the Manchus are burning and pillaging across the Muslim lands, oppressing the people. Don't you care?"
Bald Vulture grunted in indignation and was about to argue further when Lu raised his hand.
"You two are just the same as ever," he said with a smile. "As soon as you open your mouths, you're arguing. Don't take any notice, Madame, please continue."
She eyed her husband distastefully, then said: "We first thought of assassinating the Manchu general, Zhao Wei, but there wasn't much point in killing one general, because the Emperor would just send another and it would go on for ever. So we decided to kill the Emperor instead. We went to Beijing, but heard on the road that he had come down south. We followed him out of Hangzhou with our dogs using the tunnel you used to bring him here. At the time, we were very puzzled as to why the Emperor would suddenly want to travel around in tunnels."
"What? So you captured the Emperor?" said Bald Vulture. Chen nodded. "You did pretty well," Bald Vulture commented.
Suddenly, there was a roar from the Manchu troops around the base of the pagoda.
"I'll go and tell the Emperor to shut them up," said Xu, and ran downstairs. A moment later they saw Qian Long stick his head out of the window on the seventh floor and shout: "I'm here!"
"There's His Highness!" called Bai Zhen down below and the troops all prostrated themselves on the ground.
"I am all right up here!" Qian Long added. "There is no need for such noise." There was a pause, then he added: "All of you retire thirty paces!" They complied immediately.
"Seventh Brother directs the Emperor and the Emperor directs the troops," said Chen with a smile. "That's much better than charging out and killing and slaughtering. The Emperor is the most precious object under heaven. It is better to use him than to kill him." The others laughed.
'Leopard' Wei, who was watching the Manchu soldiers withdraw, saw several men in their midst with hunting dogs on leashes.
"Ah, I was wondering how they found their way here," he said. He took a bow from one of the attendants, and shot off two arrows, and there were two long screams and two of the dogs fell to the ground, dead. A roar went up from the Manchu troops, who speeded up their retreat.
"Master Lu, Lord Zhou," said Chen. "Please entertain the Twin Eagles while I go downstairs and have another talk with the Emperor."
As Chen reached the seventh floor, the Twin Knights and Xu bowed to him and retired. Qian Long was sitting despondently in a chair.
"Have you made a decision yet?" asked Chen.
"Since you have caught me, you might as well kill me if you are going to. What is the point of talking?"
Chen sighed. "It is such a pity," he said.
"What's a pity?"
"I have always thought of you as an extremely talented man and have pride in the fact my parents gave birth to such a good son, my brother. But…"
"But what?"
Chen was silent for a moment. "But although outwardly you appear to be a man of courage, you are virtually hollow inside. Not being afraid of death is the easiest thing in the world. But the formation of a grand designs, the making of great decisions, that is something that can only be done by a man with true courage. That is precisely what you are incapable of doing."
Qian Long was silent, but he appeared to be moved by Chen's words.
"All you have to do is to decide to restore the Chinese nation and we unruly fighters will immediately follow your every instruction," Chen added. "I can strike my chest and guarantee that they will not dare to do anything disrespectful towards you."
Qian Long nodded several times, but there was still an area of doubt in his mind which made it impossible for him to speak out. Chen guessed his thoughts.
"All I want is to see you throw the barbarian Manchus out of China," he said. "Then I will be content," he said. "Then I will ask you to allow me to retire to the seclusion of the Western Lake and live out the rest of my life in peace."
"What sort of talk is that?" said Qian Long. "If this Grand Design was achieved, your assistance would be required in planning affairs of state."
"We are getting ahead of ourselves," replied Chen. "But once the Grand Design has been completed, you must allow me to retire."
Qian Long slapped his hand down on the table. "All right," he said. "We'll do as you say."
Chen was overjoyed. "You have no further doubts?" he asked.
"None. But there is one thing I would like you to do for me. Your former Great Helmsman, Yu Wanting, had several items stored in the Muslim areas and said they were proof of my birth. Go and get them so that I can see them. Only then will my last doubts disappear. Then we will discuss detailed plans."