Shogun_ A Novel of Japan Part 112

"Because it pleases me to do so," Toranaga said harshly.

"Yes. Please excuse me. That's your sole privilege. I beg you to forgive me for doubting you."

"Why should I forgive you for being you, old friend? I needed you to do what you did and say what you said. Now I need you more than ever. I must have someone I can trust. That's why I'm taking you into my confidence. This has got to be secret between us."

"Oh Sire. You make me so happy ...."

"Yes," Toranaga said. "That's the only thing I'm afraid of."

"Sire?"

"You're commander-in-chief. You alone can neutralize this stupid, brooding mutiny while I'm waiting. I trust you and must trust you. My son can't hold my generals in check, though he'd never show outward joy at the secret-if he knew it-but your face is the gateway to your soul, old friend."

"Then let me take my life after I've settled the generals."

"That's no help. You You must hold them together pending my pretended departure, must hold them together pending my pretended departure, neh? neh? You'll just have to guard your face and your sleep like never before. You're the only one in all the world who knows-you're the only one I must trust, You'll just have to guard your face and your sleep like never before. You're the only one in all the world who knows-you're the only one I must trust, neh?" neh?"

"Forgive me for my stupidity. I won't fail. Explain to me what I must do."

"Say to my generals what's true-that you persuaded me to take your your advice, which is also theirs, advice, which is also theirs, neh? neh? I formally order my departure postponed for seven days. Later I'll postpone it again. Sickness, this time. You're the only one to know." I formally order my departure postponed for seven days. Later I'll postpone it again. Sickness, this time. You're the only one to know."

"Then? Then it will be Crimson Sky?"

"Not as originally planned. Crimson Sky was always a last plan, neh?" neh?"

"Yes. What about the Musket Regiment? Could it blast a path through the mountains?"

"Part of the way. But not all the way to Kyoto."

"Have Zataki a.s.sa.s.sinated."

"That might be possible. But Is.h.i.+do and his allies are still invincible." Toranaga told him the arguments of Omi, Yabu, Iguras.h.i.+, and Buntaro the day of the earthquake. "At that time I ordered Crimson Sky as another feint to throw Is.h.i.+do into confusion ... and also had the right parts of the discussion whispered into the wrong ears. But the fact is, Is.h.i.+do's force is still invincible."

"How can we split them up? What about Kiyama and Onos.h.i.+?"

"No, those two are implacably against me. All the Christians will be against me-except my Christian, and I will soon put him and his s.h.i.+p to very good use. Time is what I need most. I've allies and secret friends throughout the Empire and if I have time.... Every day I gain weakens Is.h.i.+do further. That's my battle plan. Every day of delay is important. Listen, after the rains, Is.h.i.+do will come against the Kwanto a simultaneous pincer, Ikawa Jikkyu spearheading the south, Zataki in the north. We contain Jikkyu at Mis.h.i.+ma, then fall back to the Hakone Pa.s.s and Odawara, where we make our final stand. In the north we'll hold Zataki fast in the mountains along the Hosho-kaid Road somewhere near Mikawa. It's true what Omi and Iguras.h.i.+ said: We can hold off the first attack and there shouldn't shouldn't be another great invasion. We fight and we wait behind our mountains. We fight and delay and wait and then when the fruit is ripe for plucking-Crimson Sky." be another great invasion. We fight and we wait behind our mountains. We fight and delay and wait and then when the fruit is ripe for plucking-Crimson Sky."

"Eeeeee, let that day be soon!"

"Listen, old friend, only you can hold my generals in check. With time and the Kwanto secure, completely secure, we can weather the first attack and then Is.h.i.+do's alliances will begin to break up. Once that happens Yaemon's future is a.s.sured and the Taik's testament inviolate."

"You will not take sole power, Sire?"

"For the last time: 'The law may upset reason but reason may never upset the law, or our whole society will shred like an old tatami. The law may be used to confound reason, reason must certainly not be used to overthrow the law.' The Taik's will is law."

Hiro-matsu bowed an acceptance. "Very well, Sire. I will never mention it again. Please excuse me. Now-" He let his smile show. "Now, what must I do?"

"Pretend that you've persuaded me to delay. Just keep them all in your iron fist."

"How long must I keep up the pretense?"

"I don't know."

"I don't trust myself, Sire. I may make a mistake, not meaning to. I think I can keep the joy off my face for a few days. With your permission my 'aches' should become so bad that I'll be confined to bed-no visitors, neh?" neh?"

"Good. Do that in four days. Let some of the pain show from today on. That won't be difficult, neh?" neh?"

"No, Sire. So sorry. I'm glad the battle begins this year. Next ... I may not be able to help."

"Nonsense. But it will be this year whether I say yes or no. In sixteen days I will leave Yedo for Osaka. By that time you will have given your 'reluctant approval' and you will lead the march. Only you and I know there will be further delays and that long before I reach my borders I'll turn back to Yedo."

"Please forgive me for doubting you. If it wasn't that I must remain alive to help your plans I could not live with my shame."

"No need for shame, old friend. If you hadn't been convinced, Is.h.i.+do and Zataki would have seen through the trick. Oh, by the way, how was Buntaro-san when you saw him?"

"Seething, Sire. It will be good to have a battle for him to fight."

"He suggested removing me as liege lord?"

"If he'd said that to me I would have removed his head! At once!"

"I'll send for you in three days. Ask to see me daily but I'll refuse until then."

"Yes, Sire." The old general bowed abjectly. "Please forgive this old fool. You've given my life purpose again. Thank you." He left.

Toranaga took out the little slip of paper from his sleeve and reread the message from his mother with enormous satisfaction. With the northern route possibly open and Is.h.i.+do possibly betrayed there, his odds had enormously improved. He put the message to the flame. The paper curled into ash. Contentedly, he pounded the ash to dust. Now, who should be the new commander-in-chief? he asked himself.

At noon, Mariko walked across the donjon forecourt, through the silent ranks of brooding guards, and went inside. Toranaga's secretary was waiting for her in one of the anterooms on the ground floor. "So sorry to send for you, Lady Toda," he said listlessly.

"It's my pleasure, Kawanabi-san."

Kawanabi was a sharp-featured, elderly samurai with a shaven head. Once he had been a Buddhist priest. For years now he had handled all of Toranaga's correspondence. Normally he was bright and enthusiastic. Today, like most people in the castle, he was greatly unsettled. He handed her a small scroll. "Here are your travel doc.u.ments for Osaka, duly signed. You are to leave tomorrow and get there as soon as possible."

"Thank you." Her voice sounded tiny to her.

"Lord Toranaga says he may have some private dispatches for you to take to Lady Kiritsubo and Lady Koto. Also for General Lord Is.h.i.+do and Lady Ochiba. They'll be delivered to you tomorrow at dawn if ... so sorry, if they're ready, I'll see they're delivered to you."

"Thank you."

From a number of scrolls that were stacked with pedantic neatness on his low desk, Kawanabi selected an official doc.u.ment. "I'm directed to give you this. It is the increase in your son's fief as promised by Lord Toranaga. Ten thousand koku yearly. It's dated from the last day of last month and ... well, here it is."

She accepted it, read it, and checked the official chops. Everything was perfect. But it gave her no happiness. Both believed it was an empty paper now. If her son's life was spared he would become ronin ronin. "Thank you. Please thank Lord Toranaga for the honor he does us. May I be allowed to see him before I go?"

"Oh, yes. When you leave here now you're asked to go to the barbarian s.h.i.+p. You're requested to wait for him there."

"I'm-I'm to interpret?"

"He didn't say. I would presume so, Lady Toda." The secretary squinted at a list in his hand. "Captain Yos.h.i.+naka's been ordered to lead your escort to Osaka, if it pleases you."

"I would be honored to be in his charge again. Thank you. May I ask how Lord Toranaga is?"

"He seems well enough, but for an active man like him to coop himself up for days on end.... What can I say?" He spread his hands helplessly. "So sorry. At least today he saw Lord Hiro-matsu and agreed to a delay. He's also agreed to deal with a few other things ... rice prices must be stabilized now in case of a bad harvest.... But there's so much to do and ... it's just not like him, Lady Toda. These are terrible times, neh? neh? And terrible omens: The soothsayers say the harvest will be ruined this year." And terrible omens: The soothsayers say the harvest will be ruined this year."

"I will not believe them-until harvest time."

"Wise, very wise. But not many of us will see harvest time. I'm to go with him to Osaka." Kawanabi s.h.i.+vered and leaned forward nervously. "I heard a rumor that the plague's begun again between Kyoto and Osaka-smallpox. Is that another heavenly sign that the G.o.ds are turning their faces from us?"

"It's not like you to believe rumors or heavenly signs, Kawanabisan, or to pa.s.s on rumors. You know what Lord Toranaga thinks of that."

"I know. So sorry. But, well ... no one seems to be normal these days, neh?" neh?"

"Perhaps the rumor's not true-I pray it's not true." She shook off her foreboding. "Has the new date for the departure been set?"

"I understood Lord Hiro-matsu to say that it was postponed for seven days. I'm so glad our commander-in-chief returned and so glad he persuaded.... I wish the whole departure was put off forever. Better fight here than be dishonored there, neh?" neh?"

"Yes," she agreed, knowing there was no point any longer in pretending that this was not foremost in everyone's mind. "Now that Lord Hiro-matsu's back, perhaps our Lord will see that surrender's not the best course."

"Lady, for your ears alone. Lord Hiro-matsu-" He stopped, looked up, and put a smile on his face. Yabu strode into the room, swords jingling. "Ah, Lord Kasigi Yabu, how nice to see you." He bowed and Mariko bowed and there were pleasantries and then he said, "Lord Toranaga's expecting you, Sire. Please go up at once."

"Good. What does he want to see me about?"

"So sorry, Sire, he didn't tell me-only that he wished to see you."

"How is he?"

Kawanabi hesitated. "No change, Sire."

"His departure-has a new date been fixed?"

"I understand it'll be in seven days."

"Perhaps Lord Hiro-matsu'll put it off even more, neh?" neh?"

"That would be up to our Lord, Sire."

"Of course." Yabu walked out.

"You were saying about Lord Hiro-matsu?"

"Only for your ears, Lady-as Buntaro-san's not here," the secretary whispered. "When old Iron Fist came from seeing Lord Toranaga, he had to rest for the best part of an hour. He was in very great pain, Lady."

"Oh! It would be terrible if something happened to him now!"

"Yes. Without him there'd be a revolt, neh? neh? This delay solves nothing, does it? It's only a truce. The real problem-I'm-I'm afraid since Lord Sudara acted as formal second to General Kiyos.h.i.+o, every time Lord Sudara's name has been mentioned our Lord gets very angry.... It's only Lord Hiro-matsu who's persuaded him to delay and that's the only thing that ..." Tears started running down the secretary's cheeks. "What's happening, Lady? He's lost control, This delay solves nothing, does it? It's only a truce. The real problem-I'm-I'm afraid since Lord Sudara acted as formal second to General Kiyos.h.i.+o, every time Lord Sudara's name has been mentioned our Lord gets very angry.... It's only Lord Hiro-matsu who's persuaded him to delay and that's the only thing that ..." Tears started running down the secretary's cheeks. "What's happening, Lady? He's lost control, neh?" neh?"

"No," she said firmly, without conviction. "I'm sure everything will be all right. Thank you for telling me. I'll try to see Lord Hiro-matsu before I leave."

"Go with G.o.d, Lady."

She was startled. "I didn't know you were Christian, Kawanabisan."

"I'm not, Lady. But I know it is your custom."

She walked out into the sun, greatly concerned over Hiro-matsu, at the same time blessing G.o.d that her waiting was over and tomorrow she would escape. She went toward the palanquin and escort waiting for her.

"Ah, Lady Toda," Gyoko said, stepping out of the shadows, intercepting her.

"Ah, good morning, Gyoko-san, how nice to see you. I hope you're well?" she said pleasantly, a sudden chill rus.h.i.+ng through her.

"Not well at all, I'm afraid, so sorry. So very sad. It seems we're not in our Lord's favor, Kiku-san and I. Ever since we got here we've been confined to a filthy third-cla.s.s hotel I wouldn't put an eighth-cla.s.s male courtesan in."

"Oh, so sorry. I'm sure there must be some mistake."

"Ah yes, a mistake. I certainly hope so, Lady. At long last today I've been given permission to come to the castle, at long last there's an answer to my pet.i.tion to see the Great Lord, at long last I'm permitted to bow before the Great Lord again-later today." Gyoko smiled at her crookedly. "I heard you were also coming to see the lord-secretary, so I thought I'd wait to greet you. I hope you don't mind."

"It's a pleasure to see you, Gyoko-san. I would have visited you and Kiku-san, or asked you both to visit me, but unfortunately that hasn't been possible."

"Yes-so sad. These are sad times. Difficult for n.o.bles. Difficult for peasants. Poor Kiku-san's quite sick with worry to be out of our Lord's favor."

"I'm sure she's not, Gyoko-san. He-Lord Toranaga has many pressing problems, neh?" neh?"

"True-true. Perhaps we could take some cha now, Lady Toda. I would be honored to be allowed to talk to you for a moment."

"Ah, so sorry, but I'm ordered to go on official business. Otherwise I would have been honored."

"Ah yes, you've to go to the Anjin-san's s.h.i.+p now. Ah, I forgot, so sorry. How is the Anjin-san?"

"I believe he is well," Mariko said, furious that Gyoko knew her private business. "I've seen him only once-and then just for a few moments-since we arrived."

"An interesting man. Yes, very. Sad not to see one's friends, neh?" neh?"

Both women wore smiles, their voices polite and carefree, both conscious of the impatient samurai watching and listening to them.

"I heard the Anjin-san visited his friends-his crew. How did he find them?"

"He never told me, Gyoko-san. As I said, I only saw him for a moment. So sorry, but I must go ..."

"Sad not to see one's friends. Perhaps I could tell you about them. For instance, that they live in an eta eta village." village."

"What?"

"Yes. It seems his friends asked permission to live there, preferring it to civilized areas. Curious, neh? neh? Not like the Anjin-san, who's different. The rumor is they say it's more like home to them-the Not like the Anjin-san, who's different. The rumor is they say it's more like home to them-the eta eta village. Curious, village. Curious, neh ..." neh ..."

Mariko was remembering how strange the Anjin-san had been on the stairs that day. That explains it, she thought. Eta! Eta! Madonna, poor man. How ashamed he must have been. "I'm sorry, Gyoko-san, what did you say?" Madonna, poor man. How ashamed he must have been. "I'm sorry, Gyoko-san, what did you say?"

"Just that it's curious the Anjin-san's so different from the others."

"What're they like? Have you seen them? The others?"