Shogun_ A Novel of Japan Part 102

"We must not let this happen, Anjin-san."

"But that man had no right-"

"Oh yes, I agree. And of course you're correct. But please, if you let this incident destroy your harmony, you will be lost and so will I. Please, I implore you to be j.a.panese. Put this incident away-that's all it is, one incident in ten thousand. You must not allow it to wreck your harmony. Put it away into a compartment."

"How? How can I do that? Look at my hands! I'm so G.o.d-cursed angry I can't stop them shaking!"

"Look at this rock, Anjin-san. Listen to it growing."

"What?"

"Listen to the rock grow, Anjin-san. Put your mind on that, on the harmony of the rock. Listen to the kami kami of the rock. Listen my love, for thy life's sake. And for mine." of the rock. Listen my love, for thy life's sake. And for mine."

So he had tried and had succeeded just a little and the next day, friends again, lovers again, at peace again, she continued to teach, trying to mold him-without his knowing he was being molded-to the Eightfold Fence, building inner walls and defenses that were his only path to harmony. And to survival.

"I'm so glad the priest has gone and won't come back, Anjin-san."

"Yes."

"It would have been better if there had been no quarrel. I'm afraid for you."

"Nothing's different-he always was my enemy, always will be. Karma Karma is is karma karma. But don't forget nothing exists outside us. Not yet. Not him or anyone. Not until Yedo. Neh?" Neh?"

"Yes. You are so wise. And right again. I'm so happy to be with thee...."

Their road from Mis.h.i.+ma left the flat lands quickly and wound up the mountain to Hakone Pa.s.s. They rested there two days atop the mountain, joyous and content, Mount Fuji glorious at sunrise and sunset, her peak obscured by a wreath of clouds.

"Is the mountain always like that?"

"Yes, Anjin-san, most always shrouded. But that makes the sight of Fuji-san, clear and clean, so much more exquisite, neh? neh? You can climb all the way to the top if you wish." You can climb all the way to the top if you wish."

"Let's do that now!"

"Not now, Anjin-san. One day we will. We must leave something to the future, neh? neh? We'll climb Fuji-san in autumn...." We'll climb Fuji-san in autumn...."

Always there were pretty, private inns down to the Kwanto plains. And always rivers and streams and rivulets to cross, the sea on the right now. Their party had meandered northward along the busy, bustling Tokaid, across the greatest rice bowl in the Empire. The flat alluvial plains were rich with water, every inch cultivated. The air was hot and humid now, heavy with the stench of human manure that the farmers moistened with water and ladled onto the plants with loving care.

"Rice gives us food to eat, Anjin-san, tatamis to sleep on, sandals to walk with, clothes to shut out the rain and the cold, thatch to keep our houses warm, paper for writing. Without rice we cannot exist."

"But the stink, Mariko-san!"

"That's a small price to pay for so much bounty, neh? neh? Just do as we do, open your eyes and ears and mind. Hear the wind and the rain, the insects and the birds, listen to the plants growing, and in your mind, see your generations following unto the end of time. If you do that, Anjin-san, soon you smell only the loveliness of life. It requires practice ... but you become very j.a.panese, Just do as we do, open your eyes and ears and mind. Hear the wind and the rain, the insects and the birds, listen to the plants growing, and in your mind, see your generations following unto the end of time. If you do that, Anjin-san, soon you smell only the loveliness of life. It requires practice ... but you become very j.a.panese, neh?" neh?"

"Ah, thank you, m'lady! But I do confess I'm beginning to like rice. Yes. I certainly prefer it to potatoes, and you know another thing-I don't miss meat as much as I did. Isn't that strange? And I'm not as hungry as I was."

"I am more hungry than I've ever been."

"Ah, I was talking about food."

"Ah, so was I...."

Three days away from Hakone Pa.s.s her monthly time began and she had asked him to take one of the maids of the inn. "It would be wise, Anjin-san."

"I'd prefer not to, so sorry."

"Please, I ask thee. It is a safeguard. A discretion."

"Because you ask, then yes. But tomorrow, not tonight. Tonight let us sleep in peace."

Yes, Mariko thought, that night we slept peacefully and the next dawn was so lovely that I left his warmth and sat on the veranda with Chimmoko and watched the birth of another day.

"Ah, good morning, Lady Toda." Gyoko had been standing at the garden entrance, bowing to her. "A gorgeous dawn, neh?" neh?"

"Yes, beautiful."

"Please may I interrupt you? Could I speak to you privately-alone? About a business matter."

"Of course." Mariko had left the veranda, not wis.h.i.+ng to disturb the Anjin-san's sleep. She sent Chimmoko for cha and ordered blankets to be put on the gra.s.s, near the little waterfall.

When it was correct to begin and they were alone, Gyoko said, "I was considering how I could be of the most help to Toranaga-sama."

"The thousand koku would be more than generous."

"Three secrets might be more generous."

"One might be, Gyoko-san, if it was the right one."

"The Anjin-san is a good man, neh? neh? His future must be helped too, His future must be helped too, neh?" neh?"

"The Anjin-san has his own karma," karma," she replied, knowing that the time of bargaining had come, wondering what she must concede, if she dared to concede anything. "We were talking about Lord Toranaga, she replied, knowing that the time of bargaining had come, wondering what she must concede, if she dared to concede anything. "We were talking about Lord Toranaga, neh? neh? Or is one of the secrets about the Anjin-san?" Or is one of the secrets about the Anjin-san?"

"Oh no, Lady. It's as you say. The Anjin-san has his own karma karma, as I'm sure he has his own secrets. It's just occurred to me that the Anjin-san is one of Lord Toranaga's favored va.s.sals, so any protection our Lord has in a way helps his va.s.sals, neh?" neh?"

"I agree. Of course, it's the duty of va.s.sals to pa.s.s on any any information that could help their lord." information that could help their lord."

"True, Lady, very true. Ah, it's such an honor for me to serve you. Honto Honto. May I tell you how honored I am to have been allowed to travel with you, to talk with you, and eat and laugh with you, and occasionally to act as a modest counselor, however ill-equipped I am, for which I apologize. And finally to say that your wisdom is as great as your beauty, and your bravery as vast as your rank."

"Ah, Gyoko-san, please excuse me, you're too kind, too thoughtful. I am just a wife of one of my Lord's generals. You were saying? Four secrets?"

"Three, Lady. I was wondering if you'd intercede with Lord Toranaga for me. It would be unthinkable for me to whisper directly to him what I know to be true. That would be very bad manners because I wouldn't know the right words to choose, or how to put the information before him, and in any event, in a matter of any importance, our custom to use a go-between is so much better, neh?" neh?"

"Surely Kiku-san would be a better choice? I've no way of knowing when I'll be sent for or how long it would be before I'll have an audience with him, or even if he'd be interested in listening to anything I might have to tell him."

"Please excuse me, Lady, but you would be extraordinarily better. You could judge the value of the information, she couldn't. You possess his ear, she other things."

"I'm not a counselor, Gyoko-san. Nor a valuer."

"I'd say they're worth a thousand koku."

"So desu ka?"

Gyoko made perfectly sure no one was listening, then told Mariko what the renegade Christian priest had muttered aloud that the Lord Onos.h.i.+ had whispered to him in the confessional that he had related to his uncle, Lord Harima; then what Omi's second cook had overheard of Omi's and his mother's plot against Yabu; and lastly, all she knew about Zataki, his apparent l.u.s.t for the Lady Ochiba, and about Is.h.i.+do and Lady Ochiba.

Mariko had listened intently without comment-although breaking the secrecy of the confessional shocked her greatly-her mind hopping at the swarm of possibilities this information unlocked. Then she cross-questioned Gyoko carefully, to make sure she understood clearly what she was being told and to etch it completely in her own memory.

When she was satisfied that she knew everything that Gyoko was prepared to divulge at the moment-for, obviously, so shrewd a bargainer would always hold much in reserve-she sent for fresh cha.

She poured Gyoko's cup herself, and they sipped demurely. Both wary, both confident.

"I've no way of knowing how valuable this information is, Gyoko-san."

"Of course, Mariko-sama."

"I imagine this information-and the thousand koku-would please Lord Toranaga greatly."

Gyoko bit back the obscenity that flared behind her lips. She had expected a substantial reduction in the beginning bid. "So sorry, but money has no significance to such a daimyo daimyo, though it is a heritage to a peasant like myself-a thousand koku makes me an ancestress, neh? neh? One must always know what one is, Lady Toda. One must always know what one is, Lady Toda. Neh?" Neh?" Her tone was barbed. Her tone was barbed.

"Yes. It's good to know what you are, and who you are, Gyoko-san. That is one of the rare gifts a woman has over a man. A woman always knows. Fortunately I know what I am. Oh very yes. Please come to the point."

Gyoko did not flinch under the threat but slammed back into attack with corresponding impolite brevity. "The point is we both know life and understand death-and both believe treatment in h.e.l.l and everywhere else depends on money."

"Do we?"

"Yes. So sorry, I believe a thousand koku is too much."

"Death is preferable?"

"I've already written my death poem, Lady: When I die, don't burn me, don't bury me, just throw my body on a field to fatten some empty-bellied dog."

"That could be arranged. Easily."

"Yes. But I've long ears and a safe tongue, which could be more important."

Mariko poured more cha. For herself. "So sorry, have you?"

"Oh yes, oh very yes. Please excuse me but it's no boast that I was trained well, Lady, in that and many other things. I'm not afraid to die. I've written my will, and detailed instructions to my kin in case of a sudden death. I've made my peace with the G.o.ds long since and forty days after I'm dead I know I'll be reborn. And if I'm not"-the woman shrugged-"then I'm a kami." kami." Her fan was stationary. "So I can afford to reach for the moon, Her fan was stationary. "So I can afford to reach for the moon, neh? neh? Please excuse me for mentioning it but I'm like you: I fear nothing. But unlike you in this life-I've nothing to lose." Please excuse me for mentioning it but I'm like you: I fear nothing. But unlike you in this life-I've nothing to lose."

"So much talk of evil things, Gyoko-san, on such a pleasant morning. It is pleasant, neh?" neh?" Mariko readied to bury her fangs. "I'd much prefer to see you alive, living into honored old age, one of the pillars of your new guild. Ah, that was a very tender idea. A good one, Gyoko-san." Mariko readied to bury her fangs. "I'd much prefer to see you alive, living into honored old age, one of the pillars of your new guild. Ah, that was a very tender idea. A good one, Gyoko-san."

"Thank you, Lady. Equally I'd like you safe and happy and prospering in the way that you'd wish. With all the toys and honors you'd require."

"Toys?" Mariko repeated, dangerous now.

Gyoko was like a trained dog on the scent near the kill. "I'm only a peasant, Lady, so I wouldn't know what honors you wish, what toys would please you. Or your son." Or your son."

Unnoticed by either of them the slim wooden haft of Mariko's fan snapped between her fingers. The breeze had died. Now the hot wet air hung in the garden that looked out on a waveless sea. Flies swarmed and settled and swarmed again.

"What-what honors or toys would you wish? For yourself?" Mariko stared with malevolent fascination at the older woman, clearly aware now that she must destroy this woman or her son would perish.

"Nothing for myself. Lord Toranaga's given me honors and riches beyond my dreams. But for my my son? Ah yes, he could be given a helping hand." son? Ah yes, he could be given a helping hand."

"What help?"

"Two swords."

"Impossible."

"I know, Lady. So sorry. So easy to grant, yet so impossible. War's coming. Many will be needed to fight."

"There'll be no war now. Lord Toranaga's going to Osaka."

"Two swords. That's not much to ask."

"That's impossible. So sorry, that's not mine to give."

"So sorry, but I haven't asked you you for anything. But that's the only thing that would please me. Yes. Nothing else." A dribble of sweat fell from Gyoko's face onto her lap. "I'd like to offer Lord Toranaga five hundred koku from the contract price, as a token of my esteem in these hard times. The other five hundred will go to my son. A samurai needs a heritage, for anything. But that's the only thing that would please me. Yes. Nothing else." A dribble of sweat fell from Gyoko's face onto her lap. "I'd like to offer Lord Toranaga five hundred koku from the contract price, as a token of my esteem in these hard times. The other five hundred will go to my son. A samurai needs a heritage, neh?" neh?"

"You sentence your son to death. All Toranaga samurai will die or become ronin ronin very soon." very soon."

"Karma. My son already has sons, Lady. They will tell their sons that once we were samurai. That's all that matters, neh?" neh?"

"It's not mine to give."

"True. So sorry. But that's all that would satisfy me."

Irritably, Toranaga shook his head. "Her information's interesting-perhaps-but not worth making her son samurai."

Mariko replied, "She seems to be a loyal va.s.sal, Sire. She said she'd be honored if you'd deduct a further five hundred koku from the contract fee for some needy samurai."

"That's not generosity. No, not at all. That's merely guilt over the original usurious asking price."

"Perhaps it's worth considering, Sire. Her idea about the guild, about gei-sha gei-sha and the new cla.s.ses of courtesans, will have far-reaching effects, and the new cla.s.ses of courtesans, will have far-reaching effects, neh? neh? It would do no harm, perhaps." It would do no harm, perhaps."

"I don't agree. No. Why should she be rewarded? There's no reason for granting her that honor. Ridiculous! She surely didn't ask you for it, did she?"

"It would have been more than a little impertinent for her to do that, Sire. I have made the suggestion because I believe she could be very valuable to you."

"She'd better be more valuable. Her secrets are probably lies too. These days I get nothing but lies." Toranaga rang a small bell and an equerry appeared instantly at the far door.

"Sire?"

"Where's the courtesan Kiku?"

"In your quarters, Sire."

"Is the Gyoko woman with her?"

"Yes, Sire."