Shogun_ A Novel of Japan - James Clavell [431]
Toranaga thought a moment, then told him to do that tomorrow and report back in the afternoon, during the Hour of the Goat. “Wakarimasu?”
“Hai.”
“Then you can see your men,” Toranaga added.
“Sire?”
“Your vassals. I sent for you to tell you tomorrow you’ll have your vassals.”
“Ah, so sorry; I understand. Samurai vassals. Two hundred men.”
“Yes. Good night, Anjin-san. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Please excuse me, Lord, may I respectfully ask three things?”
“What?”
“First: Possible see my crew now please? Save time, neh? Please.” Toranaga agreed and gave a curt order to one of the samurai to guide Blackthorne. “Take a ten-man guard with you. Take the Anjin-san there and bring him back to the castle.”
“Yes, Lord.”
“Next, Anjin-san?”
“Please possible talk alone? Little time. Please excuse my rudeness.” Blackthorne tried not to show his anxiety as Toranaga asked Mariko what this was all about. She replied truthfully that she only knew the Anjin-san had something private to say but she had not asked him what it was.
“You’re certain it’ll be all right for me to ask him, Mariko-san?” Blackthorne had said as they began to climb the stairs.
“Oh yes. Providing you wait till he’s finished. But be sure you know exactly what you’re going to say, Anjin-san. He’s … he’s not as patient as he is normally.” She had not asked him what he had wanted to ask, and he had not volunteered anything.
“Very well, Anjin-san,” Toranaga was saying. “Please wait outside, Mariko-san.” She bowed and left. “Yes?”
“So sorry, hear Lord Harima of Nagasaki now enemy.”
Toranaga was startled for he had heard about Harima’s public commitment to Ishido’s standard only when he himself had reached Yedo. “Where did you get that information?”
“Please?”
Toranaga repeated the question slower.
“Ah! Understand. Hear about Lord Harima at Hakoné. Gyoko-san tell us. Gyoko-san hear in Mishima.”
“That woman’s well informed. Perhaps too well informed.”
“Sire?”
“Nothing. Go on. What about Lord Harima?”
“Sire, may I respectfully say: my ship, big weapon over Black Ship, neh? If I take Black Ship very quick—priests very anger because no money Christian work here—no money also Portuguese other lands. Last year no Black Ship here, so no money, neh? If now take Black Ship quick, very quick, and also next year, all priest has great fear. That’s the truth, Sire. Think priests must bend if threatens. Priests like this for Toranaga-sama!” Blackthorne snapped his hand shut to make his point.
Toranaga had listened intently, watching his lips as he was doing the same. “I follow you, but to what end, Anjin-san?”
“Sire?”
Toranaga fell into the same pattern of using few words. “To obtain what? To catch what? To get what?”
“Lord Onoshi, Lord Kiyama, and Lord Harima.”
“So you want to interfere in our politics like the priests? You think you know how to rule us as well, Anjin-san?”
“So sorry, please, excuse me, I don’t understand.”
“It doesn’t matter.” Toranaga thought for a long time, then said, “Priests say they’ve no power to order Christian daimyos.”
“No true, Sire, please excuse me. Money big power over priests. It’s the truth, Sire. If no Black Ship this year, and also next year no Black Ship, ruin. Very, very bad for priests. It’s the truth, Sire. Money is power. Please consider: If Crimson Sky at same time or before, I attack Nagasaki. Nagasaki enemy now, neh? I take Black Ship and attack sea roads between Kyushu and Honshu. Maybe threat enough to make enemy into friend?”
“No. The priests will stop trade. I am not at war with the priests or Nagasaki. Or anyone. I am going to Osaka. There will be no Crimson Sky. Wakarimasu?”
“Hai.” Blackthorne was not perturbed. He knew that now Toranaga clearly understood that this possible tactic would certainly draw off a large proportion of Kiyama-Onoshi-Harima forces, all of whom were Kyushu-based. And Erasmus could certainly wreck any large-scale sea-borne transfer of troops from that island to the