Wei Ying's destroyed heart (Complete) Edited

14: Wei Ying lashes out with the truth.

'I didn't know?' XiChen looked at his uncle and knew his heart hurt at the way this conversation was heading.

'Well, you did have a younger uncle, younger than your uncle ... by nine years and he was the pride of both brothers and their parents. Anyone who knew him thought he was the pinnacle of the GusuLan Sect. .... Even though he lived by each and every rule without any complaints, he was outgoing, happy, full of life and willing to laugh ... to have many friends and so on. He loved being a member of the family and the GusuLan Sect ... He is mostly the reason the sect was thought to be filled with gentlemanly behaviours and ways ... with utterly perfect ... morals. Not the stringent puritan ideas of what a sect member should be ... and should not be, since his death ... The idea that you are meant to be silent from beginning to end of a meal horrifies him to the core ... In truth, even though you were to not talk while eating, there was always gentle music playing in the background and between plates ... when the table was emptied and refilled with the next, people were allowed to talk quietly to each other. For what is a meal other than a time to catch up and exchange ideas ... or so it was thought.'

'...' XiChen looked at his uncle but said nothing even though his heart raced. Had the rules really been changed so drastically? Or was Wei Ying just trying to lash out and hurt in any way he could? He wanted to ask his uncle right there and then but decided to wait until they were alone.

'Anyway, back to your uncle, he died not long after your father became sect leader. At that time the real rule about liquor ... was to not over abide in liquor and only use respectfully. However, during one celebration to your ancestors, your youngest uncle and a friend took a few jugs of Emperors Smile and ... took off to drink them in the back hills. It was your uncles' idea but the other agreed. An accident occurred and your uncle died by drowning ... This uncle, as your father was off at another sect for meetings, was in charge and he .... totally lost it. So, while everyone was deep in their grief for the best loved member of their sect ... he demolished that single Kanji, pulled the friend to the punishment area and told five members to keep him there. He went off and found something that he thought befitted ... his rage and returned, then handed the boards to two of the juniors and told them to beat him. This is the first time the boards were ever used ... but far from the last.'

'Wei Ying ...' Master Lan's voice was soft and pain filled, begging him to stop.

However, Wei Ying slammed his hand so hard on the table that both tea cups toppled over, spilling unfinished tea over the table.

'Now, now Master Lan .... You, who are so big on utter honesty and hold yourself above all because of this ... your morals are meant to be copied by everyone ... are they not .... surely you do not deny your nephew the truth of his family and the sect rules he holds as dear as you? Even if the rules he enforces are just fabricated by you.'

'...'

'Then, let's continue shall we.' He looked back to XiChen who was in shock. 'When you father returned, he not only found his beloved baby brother dead .... one of his rules utterly changed by the removal of a single kanji, and a junior beaten so badly his back looked like raw meat and thrown into isolation ... he retuned to find his brother had changed the meaning to most of his rules. No liquor and no talking at all during meals was just the first but I will let your uncle advice you of just how many rules he manipulated by simple means ... The youngest uncle still follows your uncle now and then ... and the man who was beaten in his resentment of a sheer accident that was by no means his fault ... he left the sect the moment he was healed well enough to walk and survive by himself. He refused to show his face to any GusuLan Sect member for the rest of his life ... but then, that was an incredibly easy thing to do ... as he only lived one year after leaving this place and Master Lan became ... demanded the position of punishing those who broke the rules, as that would be the only pleasure he could ever have since then.'