Taiko. Part 102

"Being able to meet you here safely like this must mean that the road you've taken is in harmony with the intentions of the G.o.ds and Buddhas. Well... Nene, come over here, too. We should give thanks together."

With that, the old lady turned once again to the statue of Kannon. Until that time, Nene had sat modestly apart from Hideyos.h.i.+ and his mother. When her mother-in-law requested her presence, however, she quickly got up to walk into the main sanctuary.

After lighting the lantern in the Buddhist shrine, she returned and, for the first time, sat next to her husband. The three of them bowed together in the direction of the faint light. After Hideyos.h.i.+ raised his head and gazed at the image, the three bowed again. A mortuary tablet bearing Lord n.o.bunaga's name had been placed in the shrine.

When they had finished, Hideyos.h.i.+'s mother looked as though a heavy weight had been lifted from their hearts.

"Nene," the old lady called softly. "That boy is fond of a bath. Has it been prepared?"

"Yes. I thought it would be more relaxing for him than anything else, so I'm having one prepared right now."

"It would be good if he could at least wash off the sweat and dirt. In the meantime, I'll go to the kitchen and have them prepare something he likes to eat."

The old lady left the two of them alone.

"Nene."

"Yes?"

"I suspect you went through a lot of hards.h.i.+ps this time, too. But even with managing everything else, you kept my mother safe. That was really my only concern as well."

"The wife of a warrior is always ready for difficulties like these, so it didn't seem so bad."

"Really? Then you've understood that there is nothing more satisfying than to look around and see your difficulties behind you."

"When I see that my husband has come home safely, I know just what you mean."

They returned to Nagahama the following day. The morning sun reflected on the white mist. Following the Azusa River, the road grew progressively narrower, and the warriors dismounted and led their horses.

Halfway through the journey, they encountered one of the staff officers from Nagahama who had come to report on the war situation.

"Your letter concerning the punishment of the Akechi was sent to the other clans, and, perhaps due to the speed with which it was notified, the army of Lord Ieyasu has returned to Hamamatsu from Narumi. On the other hand, Lord Katsuie's army, which had come as far as the Omi border, seems now to have halted its advance."

Hideyos.h.i.+ smiled silently and then almost muttered to himself. "It seems that Lord Ieyasu also felt a little confused this time. Of course it was only an indirect result, but it seems that checking Ieyasu dispersed Mitsuhide's military strength. How chagrined the Tokugawa warriors must be to have gone back without a fight."

Thus, on the twenty-fifth of the month, the day after he safely returned his mother to Nagahama, he departed for Mino.

There had been agitation in Mino, but as soon as his army advanced, the area was subdued. First presenting n.o.butaka with the castle at Inabayama, he demonstrated his toward the clan of his former lord. Then he waited calmly for the conference at Kiyosu, which was to begin on the twenty-seventh of that month.

War of Words s.h.i.+bata Katsuie was fifty-two years old that year. As a military commander, he was the veteran of many battles; as a man, he had experienced many vicissitudes on the road of life. He was of a good lineage and had a distinguished career; he commanded a powerful army, and he was blessed with a robust physique. No one doubted that he had been chosen by the times. He himself a.s.sumed that this was unquestionably the case. On the fourth day of the Sixth Month, he was encamped at Uozaki in Etchu. The moment he heard the news of the Honno Temple incident, he told himself, What I do now is of the utmost importance, and I must do it well.

For this reason, his actions were delayed. He was that circ.u.mspect. His mind, however, hurried to Kyoto like a squall.

He was the most senior Oda retainer and the military governor of the northern provinces. Now, equipped with a lifetime of wisdom and strength, he was gambling his entire career on one move. Abandoning the battlefield in the north, he hastened toward the capital. Though one might say he hastened, in fact it took him several days to leave Etchu, and he spent several days more in his home castle at Kitanosho in Echizen. He himself did not consider his progress to be slow. Once a man like Katsuie moved on such an important mission, everything had to be done according to the rules, and that necessitated a proper prudence and correct timing.

The speed with which he moved his troops seemed remarkable to Katsuie, but by the time his main force reached the border of Echizen and Omi, it was already the fifteenth of the month. It was not until noon on the following day that the rear guard from Kitanosho caught up with him, and the entire army rested their horses at the mountain pa.s.s. Looking down onto the plain, they could see that the summer clouds were already high in the sky.

It had been twelve days since Katsuie had heard of n.o.bunaga's death. It is true that Hideyos.h.i.+-who was fighting the Mori in the western provinces-had heard the report from Kyoto one day ahead of Katsuie. But on the fourth of the month Hideyos.h.i.+ had made peace with the Mori, on the fifth he had departed, on the seventh he had arrived at Himeji, on the ninth he had turned toward Amagasaki, on the thirteenth he had struck down Mitsuhide in the battle at Yamazaki, and by the time Katsuie had reached the borders of Omi, he had already swept the capital clear of the remaining enemy troops.

Certainly the road leading to the capital from Echizen was longer and more difficult than the one leading from Takamatsu, but the difficulties that faced Hideyos.h.i.+ and those tht Katsuie confronted were not of the same order. Katsuie had the clear advantage. In managing his troop movements and in disengaging himself from the battlefield, his circ.u.mstances were far easier than Hideyos.h.i.+'s. Why, then, was he so late? It was simply that Katsuie put prudence and abiding by the rules ahead of speed.

The experience that he had gained by partic.i.p.ating in so many battles, and the self-confidence that had come about as a result, had created a sh.e.l.l around his thinking and power of discrimination. Those qualities were actually a hindrance to swift action when national affairs were at a turning point, and they contributed to Katsuie's inability to go beyond conventional tactics and strategies.

The mountain village of Yanagase was full of horses and men. West of it was the direction of the capital. Going east, the army would pa.s.s Lake Yogo and enter the road to Nagahama Castle. Katsuie had set up his temporary headquarters in the compound of a small mountain shrine.

Katsuie was extremely sensitive to the temperature, and appeared to be suffering from the intense heat and the climb on that day in particular. When he had had his camp stool set up in the shade of the trees, he had a curtain stretched from tree to tree, and he took off his armor behind it. He then turned his back to his foster son, Katsutos.h.i.+, and said, "Wipe off my back, Katsutos.h.i.+."

Twopages held large fans and cooled Katsuie's sides. When the sweat dried, his body began to itch.

"Katsutos.h.i.+, rub harder. Much harder," he fretted.

The boy was still only fifteen years old. It was rather touching to see him acting with such filial piety in the middle of a march.

Something like a rash covered Katsuie's skin. And Katsuie was not the only one to suffer that summer. Many of the soldiers who were wearing leather and metal armor developed a skin condition that might be called an armor rash, but Katsuie's case was particularly severe.

He told himself that his weakness during the summers was the result of having spent the greater part of the past three years at his post in the northern provinces. But the undeniable truth was that the older he got, the weaker he seemed to become. Katsutos.h.i.+ rubbed harder, as he had been told, until he drew fatty red blood from Katsuie's skin.

Two messengers arrived. One was Hideyos.h.i.+'s retainer, the other a retainer of n.o.butaka. Each carried a letter from his lord, and together they presented their letters to Katsuie.

Hideyos.h.i.+ and n.o.butaka, both whom were encamped at the Mii Temple in Otsu, had written their letters personally. Both were dated from the fourteenth of the month. Hideyos.h.i.+'s letter said: I have today inspected the head of the rebel general, Akechi Mitsuhide. With this, the requiem for our late lord has ended with appropriate results. We wished to announce this quickly to all the Oda retainers residing in the northern provinces and to send a summary immediately. Needless to say, while His Lords.h.i.+p's pa.s.sing was the cause of unbearable grief for all of us, the rebel general's head has been exposed and the rebel troops exterminated to the last man, all within eleven days of his death. We do not take pride in this, but believe that it will placate our lord's soul in the underworld, if only a little.

Hideyos.h.i.+ had concluded in his letter that the outcome of the tragedy should be a matter for great rejoicing, but Katsuie did not rejoice in the least. On the contrary, the very opposite emotion appeared on his face even before he had finished reading. In his answer, however, he naturally wrote that nothing could have made him happier than Hideyos.h.i.+'s news. He also emphasized the fact that his own army had gotten as far as Yanagase.

Contemplating what he knew now from both the reports of the messengers and the contents of the letters, Katsuie felt unsure about what to do next. When the messengers left, he selected a number of young men with stout legs and sent them from Otsu to Kyoto to investigate the real conditions of the area. He seemed to be resolved to stay camped where he was until he knew the full story.

"Is there any reason to think this might be a false report?" Katsuie asked. He was even more surprised than he had been when he received the tragic report about n.o.bunaga some days before.

If someone were to have faced Mitsuhide's army in a "requiem battle" ahead of Katsuie himself, it should surely have been n.o.butaka or Niwa Nagahide, or even one of the Oda retainers in the capital who might have joined forces with Tokugawa Ieyasu, who was, after all, in Sakai at the time. And, in that case, the victory would not have been won in one day and one night. No one in the Oda clan was of a higher rank than Katsuie, and he knew quite well that if he had been there, everyone would have had to look up to him as commander-in-chief in the battle against the Akechi. That would have been a matter of course.

Katsuie never considered Hideyos.h.i.+ to be as insignificant as he appeared. On the contrary, he knew Hideyos.h.i.+ quite well and had never made light of his abilities. Nevertheless, it was a mystery to Katsuie how Hideyos.h.i.+ had been able to leave the western provinces so quickly.

Katsuie's camp was fortified the following day. Roadblocks were set up, and travelers from the capital were stopped by sentries and questioned thoroughly.

Any information was immediately relayed from the various officers to headquarters in the main camp. From the talk that was gathered from the streets, one could no longer doubt both the complete destruction of the Akechi and the fall of Sakamoto Castle. Moreover, according to some travelers, flames and black smoke had been rising in the Area of Azuchi that day and the day before, and someone reported that Lord Hideyos.h.i.+ had led a section of his army toward Nagahama.

The next day Katsuie's mind was no more at peace than before. He was still having trouble deciding what he should do next. He was distraught by shame. He had brought his army from the north this far, and he could not bear to stand aside while Hideyos.h.i.+ into action.

What was to be done? The natural responsibility of the senior retainer of the Oda would have been to attack the Akechi, but that work had been finished by Hideyos.h.i.+. Under the present conditions, then, what would be his greatest and most urgent business? And what strategy would he use in the face of Hideyos.h.i.+'s present upper hand?

Katsuie was obsessed by Hideyos.h.i.+. Moreover, his thoughts were strongly dominated by a dislike that bordered on outright hatred. Summoning his senior advisers, he deliberated on the subject until the late hours of the night. On the following day, couriers and secret messengers hurried out in all directions from the staff headquarters. At the same time Katsuie himself addressed a particularly friendly letter directly to Takigawa Kazumasu.

Athough he had already sent the messenger from n.o.butaka back to his master carrying a special response, he now wrote and sent yet another letter to n.o.bunaga's son. He selected a senior retainer as the envoy and sent two more clever retainers along with him, indicating the importance of their mission.

As for contacting the other close retainers, two scribes took down Katsuie's words and then spent half a day writing out more than twenty letters. The gist of the letters was that first day of the Seventh Month they were to meet in Kiyosu to discuss such important problems as who would be the successor to n.o.bunaga, and how the former domain of the Akechi was to be divided.

As the initiator of the conference, Katsuie would recover some of his dignity as senior retainer. Certainly it was fully acknowledged that without him such important problems could not be resolved. With this leverage as his "key," Katsuie changed direction and turned toward Kiyosu Castle in Owari.

On the way, from what he heard and from the reports of his scouts, he discovered that many of the surviving Oda retainers had been heading toward Kiyosu before his letters had even been delivered. Sambos.h.i.+, the son of n.o.bunaga's heir, n.o.butada, was already there, and naturally the common view was that the center of the Oda clan would be there too. Katsuie, however, suspected that Hideyos.h.i.+ had taken a presumptuous lead and had orchestrated this as well.

Every day Kiyosu Castle presented the extraordinary spectacle of magnificent processions of mounted men going up the hill to the castle gate.

The land from which n.o.bunaga had begun his life's work was now regarded as the conference ground where the settlement of the clan's affairs would be discussed.

On the surface, the surviving Oda retainers who had gathered claimed that they had come to pay their respects to Sambos.h.i.+. No one mentioned that he had received s.h.i.+bata Katsuie's letters or that he had come at Hideyos.h.i.+'s invitation.

But everyone knew that a conference would soon begin in the castle. The subject of the conference was also common knowledge. Only the public notice of the day and time needed to be posted. Once the retainers had payed their respects to Sambos.h.i.+, not one of them would be returning to his home province. Each had a good number of soldiers waiting at their lodgings in the castle town.

The population of the castle town had swollen tremendously, and that, combined with the midsummer heat and the town's small size, created an atmosphere of extraordinary confusion and noise. With horses running furiously through the streets, fights among servants, and frequent outbreaks of fire, there was no time for boredom.

Toward the end of the month n.o.bunaga's two surviving sons, n.o.butaka and n.o.buo, and his former generals, including Katsuie and Hideyos.h.i.+, arrived.

Only Takigawa Kazumasu had not yet made an appearance. Because of his absence, he was the object of frank and unfavorable criticism in the streets.

"Takigawa was happy enough to accept posts when Lord n.o.bunaga was alive and was even appointed to the important position of governor-general of eastern j.a.pan, so why is he so late in arriving in this present crisis? It's a shameful display on his part."

There were others even more unabashed in their criticism.

"He's a clever politician, and he is not a man of unshakable loyalty. That's probably why he hasn't stirred yet."

That sort of talk made the rounds of the taverns.

Soon thereafter, criticism concerning Katsuie's lateness in attacking Mitsuhide was also heard here and there. Of course, the various clans residing in Kiyosu heard it as well, and Hideyos.h.i.+'s retainers quickly brought it to his attention.

"Really? So that's started too? It's criticism of Katsuie, so no one is going to think that the rumors are being spread by Katsuie himself, but to me it looks like an attempt on his part to cause dissension among us-a battle of scheming before the big conference. Well, let them have their little tricks. Takigawa has been won over by Katsuie anyway, so let it be."

Before the conference, each man conjectured about his own future and groped for what was in the others' minds. In the meantime there were the usual unspoken understandings and antagonisms, spreading false rumors, winning over others, splitting the opposition, and every other stratagem.

The communication between s.h.i.+bata Katsuie and n.o.butaka was particularly conspicuous; the one man was of the highest rank among the clan's elders, while the other was the third son of n.o.bunaga. The intimacy between these two went beyond official business and could not be kept secret.

The general opinion was that Katsuie planned to ignore n.o.bunaga's second son, n.o.buo, and establish n.o.butaka as the next heir. They all took it for granted, however, that n.o.buo would oppose n.o.butaka.

There was little reason to doubt that n.o.bunaga's successor would naturally be either n.o.butaka or n.o.buo, the younger brothers of n.o.butada, who had died at Nijo Castle at the time of his father's death. Everyone, however, was confused over which one of these two should be supported.

n.o.buo and n.o.butaka: both were born in the First Month of the first year of Eiroku and were now twenty-four years old. Though it seems strange that they could be born in the same year and still be called older and younger brothers, the explanation is that they had different mothers. Although n.o.buo was considered the elder brother and n.o.butaka the younger, n.o.butaka had actually been born twenty days earlier than n.o.buo. It would have been natural, then, for n.o.butaka to be called the elder brother, except for the fact that his mother was a woman from a small, obscure clan, and so he was designated n.o.bunaga's third son while n.o.buo was established as the second.

Therefore, while these men were called brothers, the intimacy between true flesh-and-blood relatives was absent. n.o.buo's disposition was lethargic and negative, and the only positive feeling he displayed was his constant opposition to n.o.butaka, whom he looked down upon as his subordinate "younger brother."

When these two were fairly compared, everyone recognized that n.o.butaka had far more the disposition to be n.o.bunaga's successor. On the battlefield he was much more like a general than was n.o.buo; he displayed an ambitious spirit in his everyday words and actions, and, more than anything else, he was not retiring like his brother.

So it was natural that he began to show an aggressive att.i.tude quite suddenly after going to Yamazaki and displaying a dominating presence in Hideyos.h.i.+'s camp. His willingness to bear the responsibilities of the Oda heir were manifested clearly in his recent words and behavior, and as striking proof of the ambition he was entertaining, after the battle of Yamazaki he began to detest Hideyos.h.i.+.

For n.o.buo, who had panicked when the Akechi had attacked and whose own army had set fire to Azuchi Castle, n.o.butaka had some harsh words.

"If punishments are going to be clearly imposed, they will have to ask him about his responsibility. n.o.buo is a fool." Although those sentiments were not spoken publicly, the atmosphere in Kiyosu was tense, and it was certain that someone must have repeated the words to n.o.buo. It was a situation in which covert schemes brought out the most repugnant aspects of human nature.

The conference was supposed to begin on the twenty-seventh of the month, but because Takigawa Kazumasu was late in arriving, it was postponed one day after another until finally, on the first day of the Seventh Month, an announcement was circulated to all of the important retainers staying in Kiyosu: "Tomorrow, at the second half of the Hour of the Dragon, everyone should proceed to the castle, there to determine who will be the ruler of the nation. The chairman of this great conference will be s.h.i.+bata Katsuie."

n.o.butaka lent prestige to Katsuie, while Katsuie provided influence for n.o.butaka, and they boasted that they would have their own way at this conference. Moreover, when the conference finally opened, it appeared that a great number of men were already leaning in their direction.

All of the many part.i.tions in Kiyosu Castle had been opened that day, no doubt because the sun continued to s.h.i.+ne and the heat and stuffiness would otherwise have been unbearable. That action, however, also implied that a certain amount of care was being taken not to allow private conversations. Almost all the guards inside the castle were retainers of s.h.i.+bata Katsuie.

By the Hour of the Snake, all of the lords were seated in the great hall.

Their seating arrangements were as follows: Katsuie and Takigawa sat on the right, facing Hideyos.h.i.+ and Niwa on the left. Lesser retainers, such as Shonyu, Hosokawa, Tsutsui, Gamo, and Hachiya, were seated behind them. At the very front in the seats of highest rank were n.o.butaka and n.o.buo. But from the side, Hasegawa Tamba could be seen holding a small boy.

That was, of course, Sambos.h.i.+.

Waiting modestly beside them was Maeda Geni, the retainer who had received n.o.butada's last order when the latter was about to die in the battle at Nijo Castle. Apparently he did not feel it an honor to be the only survivor present.

Sambos.h.i.+ was only two years old, and as his guardian held him on his lap directly in front of the a.s.sembled lords, he could barely keep still. He stretched out his hand and pushed Tamba's chin and then stood up in his lap.

To help the perplexed Tamba, Geni tried to humor the child by whispering something from behind; at that, Sambos.h.i.+ reached over Tamba's shoulder and pulled Geni's ear. Bewildered, Geni did not protest, and once again the wet nurse who had been kneeling behind them placed a folded paper crane into Sambos.h.i.+'s hand. Geni's ear was saved.

The eyes of all the a.s.sembled generals fixed on the innocent child. Some showed a faint smile, while others shed silent tears. Only Katsuie looked out over the great hall with a sullen face. He appeared as though he would have liked to mutter something about a "nuisance."

As the chairman of the conference and as the dignified and solemn spokesman, he should have begun the proceedings by speaking first. Nevertheless, now everyone was distracted and he had lost the opportunity to speak. He seemed to be almost unbearably distraught at his own vain efforts.

At length Katsuie opened his mouth and said, "Lord Hideyos.h.i.+."

Hideyos.h.i.+ looked straight at him.

Katsuie forced a smile. "What shall we do?" he asked, exactly as though he were opening negotiations. "Lord Sambos.h.i.+ is an innocent child. Being confined to his guardian's knee must be trying for him."

"That could be so," Hideyos.h.i.+ said in a noncommittal tone.

Katsuie must have thought that Hideyos.h.i.+ was becoming conciliatory, and he quickly mustered a confrontational att.i.tude. Antipathy mixed with dignity stiffened his entire frame, and he now displayed an expression that showed his extreme displeasure.

"Well, Lord Hideyos.h.i.+. Are you not the person who requested Lord Sambos.h.i.+'s presence? I really have no idea, but-"

"You're not mistaken. I'm the one who advocated it of necessity."

"Of necessity?"

Katsuie smoothed the wrinkles from his kimono. It was still before noon so the heat was not too oppressive, but because of the thickness of his garments and his skin condition, he seemed to be very uncomfortable. Such a thing might seem trivial, but it influenced the tone of his voice and gave him a grim expression.

Katsuie's view of Hideyos.h.i.+ underwent a change after Yanagase. Until that time, he had thought of Hideyos.h.i.+ as his junior, and was of the opinion that their relations.h.i.+p had not been a particularly good one. But the battle of Yamazaki had been a turning point.

Hideyos.h.i.+'s name was now being mentioned every day with rising authority in connection with the work left undone after the death of n.o.bunaga. It was unbearable for Katsuie to observe this phenomenon pa.s.sively. And his feelings were compounded by his reaction to Hideyos.h.i.+'s having fought the requiem battle for n.o.bunaga.

That Hideyos.h.i.+ was viewed on equal terms with him caused Katsuie the greatest unhappiness. He could not bear to have his many years as an elder of the Oda clan overlooked because of this man's few meritorious deeds. Why should s.h.i.+bata Katsuie be put into a lower position than someone who was now wearing a kimono and headdress so proudly, but who in the old days in Kiyosu was nothing more than a menial risen up from moat cleaner and dung sweeper? Today, Katsuie's breast was like a tightly strung bow, pulled taut by innumerable emotions and strategies.

"I don't know how you're thinking about today's conference, Lord Hideyos.h.i.+, but generally the lords seated here are all bearing firmly in mind that it is the first time the Oda clan has met like this to discuss such important matters. Why must we have a two-year old child here?" Katsuie asked bluntly.

Both his speech and his conduct seemed to be asking for a sympathetic response not only from Hideyos.h.i.+ but from all the great lords there. When he realized that he was not going to get a clear answer from Hideyos.h.i.+, he continued in the same tone of voice.

"We have no time to dally. Why don't we ask the young lord to retire before we begin this conference? Do you agree, Lord Hideyos.h.i.+?"