Autobiography3-4

Autobiography

Biography introduction

1. Studying Taijiquan as a young boy (Shanghai, 1949-1965)
1.1 Introduction
1.2 Dr. Wu BaoYuan
1.3 Professor Yao Huanzhi
1.4 Tian ChaoLing
1.5 Afterword

2. How the Cultural Revolution made me a Taijiquan teacher
2.1 Escape from XinJiang (Xianjiang, Autumn 1966)
2.2 Illness and recovery (Shanghai, Spring 1967)
2.3 Teaching in FuXing park (Shanghai, 1967-1972)

3. During the Cultural Revolution (Xinjiang, 1972-..)
3.1 Return to Xinjiang
3.2 Flight from prosecution
3.3 In hiding
3.4 Cleared of all charges
3.5 To Heaven Mountain
3.6 Away from Heaven Mountain
3.7 A sad homecoming
3.8 Into the desert

4. Article: How I slowly rediscovered Buqi

3.4 Cleared of all charges

One week later Dr Lee's husband was in my hometown and found out that the wallpapers no longer showed my portrait and that there was no mention anymore of 'Shen Hongxun the anti-revolutionary'.

I was thinking of my wife, whom I had not contacted for one week so I wanted to go back home. Just as I went to the station to take the bus home, my wife came out of it and happily announced to me that there was no more danger. A research team had visited my home and had concluded that it was absolutely impossible that I had pushed the man as far away as he officially stated. They were joking about this, they said that it would have been impossible even if he had slipped on a watermelon skin. Anyway he did not have any right to come to my home in the middle of the night. Moreover, nobody had given him permission to bring four people to fight with Shen. So the case of 'Shen Hongxun attacking the Vice-Director of the Revolution' was not valid. It was this research team who on their visit had confiscated all my papers, my work of many years lost forever!

We walked back to Dr Lee's home to say good-bye and then we took the next bus home. The people we met on the bus and in the streets, even those who had been good friends in the past, acted as if they did not know us, as if we had the pest. Going home, I still felt very uneasy.

After a few days the military vice-director of the city paid me a visit. The only thing he wanted to know was why I had left for Shanghai and what I had been doing there. Were there any political reasons? My wife had been rather confused when questioned about it earlier on. So I explained that I had been sick and stayed in Shanghai for treatment. If there had been any political reasons they would have put me into jail!

Later he visited me again. He asked me if I wanted my position as a hospital director back. I thanked him but refused the offer. I did not want to fall victim of some political power game again.

After a couple of days the worker who had been the vice-director of the city for a short period lost his post and returned back to his good old job in the factory putting coal on the central heating fire! I stayed quietly in my home, waiting to see what would come next.