The Samurai Strategy Part 24
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With a final bow to Noda, never hinting she knew him, she backed out the door and was gone, followed by the others. His look of relief reminded Tam of a man who'd just walked away from a collapsing building.
Whatever may have been Tam's, or Matsuo Noda's, secret thoughts about Koriko, the Emperor clearly had had a rollicking time. Presumably he didn't have all that many occasions to flirt with geisha. Now slightly the worse for sake, he began to wax pensive, turning to his American guest and offering to provide an account of the battle of Dan-no-ura.
It was a definite switch of mood, but Koriko's traditional songs seemed to have struck a nostalgic nerve. Or perhaps the sword had brought him a new enthusiasm for the past he wanted to share. As he started recounting the battle, Tam smiled to think it was like having the Queen herself brief you on that family squabble of yesteryear called the War of the Roses.
"That battle, Richardson-san, between the Heike and Genji clans, was a turning point in the long history of our country; it represented the rise to power of the warriors. The shogunate." He smiled politely. "I'm afraid the monarchy never quite recovered.
"In fact, today the crabs in the Inland Sea have a mark on the back of their sh.e.l.ls that people say is like the insignia of the Heike, that they represent the fallen banners of the Heike n.o.bles." He paused while a maid topped off his tiny cup with more hot sake. "I suppose you've seen them?"
"_Hai, miraremas.h.i.+ta_." Of course, she nodded, stretching
out her vowels to maximum politeness. She wasn't sure she had actually, but this was no time to appear like a dumb _gaijin_.
"Well, after many years of fighting, the Heike n.o.bles and the boy emperor they were defending fled to an island across the Inland Sea.
But the Genji forces pursued them and eventually they were forced to take to their boats once more. Finally the battle was joined. Since the Heike were experienced sailors, they a.s.sumed they would prevail in a naval encounter, and thus their commander unwisely elected to make his stand in the straits, where the riptide was as quick and treacherous then as it is today. At first he had the tide in his favor and they held the enemy, but around noon the tide changed and was against them.
Gradually the forces of the Genji surrounded the s.h.i.+p bearing the emperor and the court."
His voice faltered slightly, and she realized the story was still as fresh for him as if it had happened yesterday. Finally he continued.
"As the sad story is told in the Heike Monogatari, the court n.o.bles saw a school of dolphins coming toward them. They said, 'If these turn back, the Genji will be destroyed and we will triumph. If they proceed, it will be a bad omen.' When the dolphins continued on, even diving under their s.h.i.+ps, the Heike realized they were lost. And sure enough, at that moment the Genji s.h.i.+ps began closing in.
"Now the tragic part. The nurse of the boy emperor-- Antoku was only eight--resolved what she would do. She donned a double outer dress of dark gray, the color of mourning, tucked up the long skirts of her heavy silk _hakama _robe, and wrapped the sacred sword in her girdle.
Then, taking young Antoku in her arms, she moved to the gunwale of the vessel and looked down at the waves. Finally she said to the men of the court, Though I am only a woman, I will not surrender myself to our enemies. I will accompany our Sovereign Emperor on his journey.'
"At that moment little Antoku looked up, his long black hair streaming down his back, and asked, 'Where are you taking me?'
"Tears began to flow down her cheeks. She said to him, 'Bow to the east and bid your farewell to the Great Shrine at Ise. Our capital will no longer be Kyoto but a place beneath the seas, where there is no sorrow.'
"So the young Antoku, his white robes the color of the
dove, bowed east to Ise--whereupon the nurse, holding him in one arm and the sacred sword in the other, leapt into the waves.
"Next, another woman tried to jump overboard with the casket holding the sacred mirror, but an arrow pinned her _hakama_ to the gunwales, and the Genji soldiers retrieved it. All we know of what happened next is the dispatch they sent back to the new rulers in Kyoto, which declared, 'The former emperor is at the bottom of the sea, and the sacred mirror has been recovered. But the sword is lost and a search is being made.'" He turned and nodded toward Noda. "Only tonight, eight centuries later, can the rest be told. At last, the sword has been restored to Us."
Noda bowed low and offered a toast to the Imperial line.
It was then that Akira Mori first spoke. Although she addressed her words to Tam, they were obviously meant for His Majesty. "Richardson- san, recovering the sword is a more important historical event than many realize. Its loss coincided with the end of Imperial power in j.a.pan. After that, the emperor became a figurehead, a captive of the shoguns." She shot a quick glance at Noda. "If the sword means nothing else, it should remind us all that no shogun must ever be allowed to rise again."
What's she driving at? Tam wondered.
"Of course." His Majesty took up the theme. "Although there was a time in this century when the militarists once again made a tool of the emperor of j.a.pan, I agree it was wrong." He looked at Mori with admiration. "The respect your words show for the Imperial house of Yamato touches me deeply."
While she bowed in acknowledgment, he turned to Noda. "In the same manner, Noda-san, j.a.pan's important place in the modern world brings special respect to Us as well. For that We must thank you and all those helping to fas.h.i.+on the new j.a.pan,"
Tam watched Noda, puzzling. Something was going on, some kind of coded cross-talk she didn't fully comprehend. Shogun. Emperor. What was everybody's unspoken agenda?
At that point His Majesty rose unsteadily and announced he had a heavy day ahead, whereupon he summarily bade everyone good evening and exited, Imperial Household guards in attendance. Tam noticed that Mori watched his departure with a wistful . . . wors.h.i.+pful, gaze.
After he was gone, a reverent stillness settled around them. Even Ken, normally talkative, was subdued. What's going on here? she puzzled. One thing was sure: j.a.pan was like a magical onion, with layers to be peeled away slowly. Each time you learn something new, yet you never really get to the core.
When the last dishes had been cleared and nothing remained on their low table except fresh kettles of sake, Noda leaned back and broke the silence. She realized he was speaking to her. Matsuo Noda, it quickly came to light, was fully familiar with her books.
But that was merely the beginning. Next, Akira Mori, who'd been quietly waiting her turn, joined in.
"Were you moved by the story of the nurse who threw herself into the waves, Richardson-san? The one who sacrificed her own life to honor her ideals?"
"It was a very touching account." Tam looked at her, surprised by the sudden friendliness. "I understand even more now why everybody's so excited about the sword."
"Presumably you know," Mori continued evenly, "that the young emperor's nurse was undoubtedly Fujiwara. Perhaps of low rank, but nonetheless a member of the family that historically has been closest to the throne."
"Of course, the Fujiwara were always Imperial retainers--"
"Have you taken no interest in that family?" Mori continued, her face still revealing nothing.
"I . . . no, not really?" Tam studied her.
"Perhaps you should, Dr. Richardson." She switched to flawless English.
"Are you aware that your own mother was Fujiwara? In fact, it is possible that in your veins runs the same blood as the nurse who gave her life for the emperor that April day eight hundred years ago."
Tam felt a numbness sweep over her. She'd never thought much about her real mother, or father. Naturally there would have been no way of tracing him, at least none she knew. But of course there'd be full records of the woman who bore her, then put her up for adoption. For some reason Mori--or was it Noda himself?--had had them looked up. They'd uncovered something about her that she herself had never wanted, for well-examined reasons, to explore. Her adoptive parents had been all anybody could desire. Why stir up unknowns? Besides, she believed in nurture, not nature.
"You both seem to know a great many things about me."
Her glance s.h.i.+fted back and forth between them. She was surprised, yes, but if they'd a.s.sumed she'd be stunned, they were wrong. She'd decided long ago not to let herself care.
"Although your true mother no longer lives, you are most certainly Fujiwara," Mori went on. "You have blood ties with the family that once stood ready to give its life for the emperor. Therefore you may even have a connection with the sword itself."
Noda moved in. "We also believe, Dr. Richardson, that you, because of your work, could have a vital role in the endeavor Dai Nippon will soon undertake. That is the reason we want to speak with you tonight."
At last, Tam thought. I'm finally going to find out why Matsuo Noda "accidentally" happened to ask me along.
"I've been waiting to hear this."
Since the _fusuma _sliding doors were drawn closed, shutting out the serving women, Noda breached conventional etiquette and reached across the table to pour more sake into Tam's tiny s.h.i.+no dish himself. Ken merely looked on silently as Mori took up Noda's theme.
"We would like you to be part of something that would do honor to your Fujiwara heritage, Dr. Richardson, the n.o.ble family that so long served the emperor."
"I may or may not be Fujiwara, Mori-san, but I already have my work."
"Dr. Richardson, do hear us out," Noda interjected, pressing. "We wish to advise you that important, even potentially disruptive events, lie ahead for America. Very soon. And we would like very much for someone such as yourself, a pragmatist, to be involved. Especially since, in addition to your professional skills, you are in a position to understand the cultures, the att.i.tudes, of both Americans and j.a.panese.
Your a.s.sistance could be invaluable."
"Invaluable for what purpose?"
"A worthy undertaking, we a.s.sure you. Think of it if you will as an attempt to prevent j.a.pan and the West from going to war with each other again."
She looked back and forth between the two of them, trying to fathom what they were driving at. Then Noda continued, revealing again that nothing had happened by chance.
"We brought you here today to Ise to remind you of the importance of your j.a.panese heritage. A heritage whose sole
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