Laura Joh Rowland - Sano Ichiro 08 - Dragon King's Palace

by Dragon King's Palace(lit)

  Reiko moved to the junctures known as the Bubbling Springs, located between the fleshy pads on the soles of the feet. These were spots designated for the treatment of shock. Reiko clasped one of Lady Yanagisawa's feet in each hand and pushed her thumbs into the potent points. After twenty cycles of pressure and release, Reiko felt distinct, rhythmic pulses in the feet. The ki should be speeding through Lady Yanagisawa, reanimating her muscles, balancing her emotions, wakening her mind. When nothing happened, Reiko supposed that the trauma of the kidnapping had blocked other energy pathways.

  She rolled Lady Yanagisawa onto her stomach, then measured four finger-widths from her spine at waist level, locating the potent points named the Sea of Vitality. Reiko pressed, waited, and released, again and again, so many times she lost count. Her hands ached; she gasped with exertion. Now she sensed Lady Yanagisawa's ki surging through veins and tissues. Suddenly a deep, ululating groan burst from Lady Yanagisawa. Her limbs began to thrash; her body jerked.

  Reiko sprang back, frightened that she'd overstimulated Lady Yanagisawa into convulsions. Then Lady Yanagisawa heaved onto her back. Shuddering all over, she sat upright, hands clawing the floor, and stared wild-eyed at Reiko.

  "Where am I?" The question burst from Lady Yanagisawa in a loud, hoarse voice. "What happened?"

  Reiko smiled with relief that Lady Yanagisawa had come back to life. Keisho-in and Midori, startled awake by the commotion, blinked in puzzlement. Lady Yanagisawa gazed around the room. As she recognized her surroundings, a look of horror came into her eyes.

  "Oh, no," she wailed, her face crumpling. "I dreamed that I was home with Kikuko-chan. It was so peaceful. Why did I have to wake up?" She lay down, curled her knees to her chest, and covered her head with her arms. Sobs wracked her. "I want to go back to sleep!"

  "Please do," Keisho-in said crossly. "Your noise is getting on my nerves."

  Reiko pounced on Lady Yanagisawa and forced apart her arms, exposing her anguish-stricken face. "You can't hide anymore. I won't let you."

  "Please, no, leave me alone." Lady Yanagisawa squeezed her eyes shut, blinding herself to Reiko and the horrible fact of their captivity. "I want to dream again. I want Kikuko-chan."

  Reiko was furious that Lady Yanagisawa preferred unconsciousness to taking action, even as she pitied the woman's suffering. She shouted, "If you want Kikuko-chan, then stop this nonsense right now!"

  She slapped Lady Yanagisawa's cheek. Lady Yanagisawa uttered a cry of pained surprise. Her eyes opened; her sobs halted as she gaped at Reiko.

  "It's your duty to fight your way home to your daughter," Reiko said, glad that she'd finally gotten Lady Yanagisawa's attention, yet ashamed of hitting the woman. "It's your duty to help me save Lady Keisho-in and Midori. Do you understand? Are you going to behave yourself? Or do I have to slap you again?"

  All the resistance went out of Lady Yanagisawa. She uncurled her body and sat up, though with slow movements and a desolate expression that bespoke her reluctance.

  "Will you help me?" Reiko said, hopeful yet cautious. Lady Yanagisawa bowed her head and nodded. Triumph at her small victory heartened Reiko, despite Lady Yanagisawa's lack of enthusiasm. Reiko beckoned Keisho-in and Midori. The pair seated themselves close to her and Lady Yanagisawa.

  "Here's what we're going to do," Reiko said, then began whispering her plan.

  11

  His Excellency has given orders that no one should disturb him," said the guard stationed outside the door of the shogun's private quarters.

  Sano, Chamberlain Yanagisawa, and Police Commissioner Hoshina had come to report the progress of their investigation to the shogun. Sano exchanged glances of surprise with the other men: They'd all thought the shogun would be anxious for news, and hadn't expected to be denied entry.

  "What's going on in there?" Chamberlain Yanagisawa's face darkened with offense that their lord, to whom he usually enjoyed free access, had shut him out.

  "His Excellency is having a private consultation," the guard said.

  "With whom?" Yanagisawa demanded.

  Just then, the shogun's reedy voice called, "Come in."

  The guard opened the door, and Yanagisawa strode through ahead of Hoshina and Sano. Inside the chamber, an ornate metal lantern that hung from the coffered ceiling shone down upon a low platform. On this sat Tokugawa Tsunayoshi, wearing his cylindrical black cap and a jade-green satin dressing gown, supported by heaped silk cushions. Near him, below the platform, knelt a Buddhist priest clad in a saffron robe.

  Yanagisawa halted in his tracks. Sano and Hoshina paused on either side of Yanagisawa. They all regarded the priest with consternation, while his gaze challenged them. This was Priest Ryuko, spiritual advisor and lover to Lady Keisho-in. In his forties, he had a high, shaved scalp and the long nose, hooded eyes, and sensuous lips of a Buddha statue. A gold brocade stole cloaked his broad shoulders and glittered in the lantern light. To find him in intimate company with the shogun gave Sano a presentiment of trouble.

  "Ahh, greetings," Tokugawa Tsunayoshi said, his face bright with eager anticipation. He beckoned Yanagisawa, Sano, and Hoshina.

  Recovering his composure, Yanagisawa moved to kneel in his usual place, the position of honor at the shogun's right. Sano and Hoshina knelt a short distance from the platform, opposite their lord. They all bowed to him.

  "Have you found the honorable Lady Keisho-in?" Tokugawa Tsunayoshi asked, looking around as if he expected to see her.

  An uneasy moment of silence passed; then Yanagisawa said, "I regret to say that we have not."

  Disappointment dimmed the shogun's expression. Yanagisawa turned to Priest Ryuko. "How pleasant to see you. What brings you here?"

  His tone made Sano envision a steel razor swathed in silk. That Yanagisawa detested the priest was no secret. Ryuko possessed an ambition for power that equaled the chamberlain's. His longtime association with Lady Keisho-in had elevated him to the status of highest-ranking priest in Japan and indirect advisor to the shogun. His influence over Tokugawa Tsunayoshi, and thousands of clerics in temples all over the country, threatened Yanagisawa's domination.

  "I came to give spiritual solace to His Excellency in his time of trouble," Priest Ryuko said in a suave voice that didn't conceal his hatred for the chamberlain, who waged a covert, ongoing campaign to expel him from the court.

  "I see."

  Yanagisawa's expression conveyed a skepticism that Sano shared. Priest Ryuko had obviously seized on the kidnapping as a chance to ingratiate himself with his lord, for reasons clear to everyone present except Tokugawa Tsunayoshi. The priest knew his position in court depended on Lady Keisho-in, and should she die, he would lose his powers-unless he secured the shogun's protection. Antipathy edged Sano's own distrust of Ryuko. The man cared more about his selfish interests than about the welfare of Keisho-in, Reiko, or the other women.

  "Why haven't you, ahh, rescued my mother?" the shogun demanded, oblivious to undercurrents in the atmosphere.

  "Please allow me to remind Your Excellency that less than a day has passed since we learned of Lady Keisho-in's kidnapping," Hoshina said with cautious deference. "The investigation requires time."

  "You've had plenty of time. Have you done anything besides, ahh, waste it?" Inflated with dangerous petulance, the shogun leaned forward, glaring at Hoshina, Yanagisawa, and Sano. Just as Sano had feared, their lord expected instant results. "What, ahh, progress have you made toward bringing my mother home to me?"

  A hint of amusement curved Ryuko's full lips as he observed the interchange. Hoshina scowled at the priest. Chamberlain Yanagisawa said, "A number of promising leads were pursued today. The sosakan-sama will describe what he has discovered."

  Trust Yanagisawa to make him speak first and throw him into the fire of the shogun's wrath, as if heaving water on a burning house, Sano thought. "I interrogated two Black Lotus criminals this morning," he said. "They told me about a priest named Profound Wisdom, who's high among the sect's leaders. They say the Bl
ack Lotus has been planning a major attack on the Tokugawa regime. It could be the kidnapping, and arranged by Profound Wisdom. He's deserted his secret temple, but my men and I searched the city and arrested forty-eight Black Lotus members today. I'll question them at Edo Jail. Someone among them should be able to tell me where the priest is."

  The shogun nodded, pacified. Chamberlain Yanagisawa maintained a neutral composure, and Hoshina relaxed. Then Priest Ryuko said,

  "Have you any real cause to believe that the Black Lotus kidnapped the women?"

  "Black Lotus clergy and followers are mad enough and brazen enough to have committed the crimes," Sano said.

  The priest gave him a sardonic smile. "But you've no proof that the sect is involved in the crimes."

  "Years of detective experience tell me that it is." Now Sano guessed what Ryuko was up to, and he grew angry at the priest's scheming.

  "It appears that the sosakan-sama has spent the day chasing people in the absence of evidence against them," Ryuko said, his voice inflected by an odd mixture of gloom and glee. "I begin to think he would rather persecute old enemies than find the real culprits."

  "That's not true," Sano said, incensed at the unjust accusation.

  The shogun ignored his denial and beheld him with shock and outrage. "How could you betray my trust?" he demanded. "After everything I've, ahh, given you?"

  Before Sano could defend himself, Ryuko spoke: "The sosakan-sama's behavior is deplorable, but a more serious issue troubles me. Your Excellency, I fear that all the inquiries are headed in the wrong direction."

  His critical gaze moved to Yanagisawa and Hoshina. Sano watched them try to hide their alarm: They, too, understood Ryuko's motives. The priest wanted Lady Keisho-in back because she was the source of his power, and he wanted everyone to do a better job of rescuing her. But in case she didn't come back, Ryuko must protect himself from people he feared would strike him down. Thus, he meant to undermine Sano, Yanagisawa, and Hoshina in the eyes of the shogun.

  In his years as sosakan-sama, Sano had often been the target of detractors during assemblies like this; but never had he shared the dubious honor with Yanagisawa and Hoshina.

  "Perhaps it is you, not our inquiries, that are headed the wrong way," Yanagisawa said. He flicked a venomous glance at Ryuko but forbore to openly attack the priest.

  "We have other avenues of inquiry besides the Black Lotus," Hoshina said. His belligerent expression dared Ryuko to fault him. "I've seen Suiren, the maid who survived the massacre. That fool of a doctor prevented her from talking to me, so I've been questioning the palace women about her. If she was an accomplice in the kidnapping, I'll soon find the culprits among her associates."

  "If she was an accomplice," Ryuko said with disdain. "You seem to have no more proof that Suiren is guilty than the sosakan-sama has evidence that the Black Lotus is."

  "Do you have any better ideas?" Hoshina clenched his fists; his eyes blazed at Ryuko. "A gadfly only hinders men of action."

  The priest made a moue of contempt, then addressed the shogun: "My duty is not to solve the crime but to point out to Your Excellency that the sosakan-sama and police commissioner have made serious errors of judgment."

  Sano and Hoshina looked at each other, flabbergasted by the priest's nerve. They burst into protest, but the shogun waved his hand, angrily silencing them. "Yes, you have, ahh, made terrible mistakes," he said. "You are so blinded by, ahh, prejudice that you would be lucky to find a fish in a bucket!" Saliva sputtered from his mouth. He turned a beseeching look on Chamberlain Yanagisawa. "At least I can rely on you to, ahh, rescue my beloved mother?"

  "Of course, Your Excellency." Yanagisawa kept his voice smooth, but Sano sensed his agitation. "I have identified several suspects. One of them probably masterminded the kidnapping. I expect results very soon."

  The shogun looked perturbed by this reassuring yet vague answer. Sano had often seen Chamberlain Yanagisawa use the shogun's fear of seeming stupid to keep him from pressing for more information than Yanagisawa wanted to give. Sano guessed that Yanagisawa's suspects included Lord Matsudaira and other Tokugawa clan members, who might have abducted Lady Keisho-in as leverage to force the shogun to eject Yanagisawa from the regime. Clearly, Yanagisawa had no solid evidence against the shogun's relatives and therefore hesitated to accuse them.

  A flash of comprehension in Ryuko's eyes said he realized all this. His full lips thinned in a sly smile. "Who are these mysterious suspects?" he asked Yanagisawa.

  The words spread a malevolent net of danger. Sano's heart skipped. Hoshina drew a sharp intake of breath. Yanagisawa stared, furious because he saw Ryuko's trap yet was powerless to avoid it.

  "To reveal the names of the suspects now would jeopardize the investigation," Yanagisawa said in a voice cold enough to freeze fire. "We must not put the kidnappers on their guard, nor panic them into harming their hostages."

  Priest Ryuko chuckled, seeing through Yanagisawa's evasion. "There's little danger of that, because you obviously have no suspects at all. You can't name them because they don't exist."

  He couldn't name them-nor defend his competence-because casting aspersion upon his Tokugawa enemies would impugn his loyalty to the shogun, Sano understood. A muscle twitched in the chamberlain's jaw, and anger roiled like lava in his dark eyes. The rare experience of watching someone outmaneuver Yanagisawa gave no pleasure to Sano, because this time they were on the same side.

  Yanagisawa said cautiously, "Your Excellency-"

  "Be quiet!" the shogun shrieked.

  Amazed silence paralyzed the assembly. Yanagisawa looked dumbfounded that the shogun would speak to him thus. Hoshina sat with his jaw dropped and his gaze disbelieving. Sano knew his own expression must appear similar. A smug smile crept over Priest Ryuko's lips.

  "Not another word from you!" The shogun pointed at Yanagisawa; his voice and hand trembled with ire. He jabbed his finger at Sano and Hoshina. "Nor you, either. You have all, ahh, disappointed me. You do not deserve to be heard!"

  Sano, Yanagisawa, and Hoshina sat speechless, afraid to move. The shogun held the power of life and death over everyone, and years of faithful service or even sexual companionship wouldn't excuse a retainer who angered him. He'd executed men for minor offenses, and in his current bad mood, he might condemn his chamberlain, police commissioner, and sosakan-sama for talking out of turn. Sano experienced deep distress and a terrible urge to laugh. None of Chamberlain Yanagisawa's expertise at manipulating the shogun would do them any good if he wasn't allowed to speak.

  The shogun turned to Priest Ryuko. "The men I counted on have let me down," he lamented. "Will you help me?"

  Ryuko's dignified, somber mien didn't hide his satisfaction. "I'll try my humble best, Your Excellency." He slid a sly glance at Yanagisawa, whose countenance was livid with suppressed, murderous rage.

  "Then tell me how I can save my mother," the shogun said, ready to place in Ryuko the faith he'd lost in Sano, Yanagisawa, and Hosh-ina.

  "With your permission, I shall divine the answer from the oracle bones," said Priest Ryuko.

  He summoned three monks and murmured orders to them. They fetched a brazier filled with hot coals, and a black lacquer table that held incense burners, candles, sake in a cup, fruit, a bowl of cooked rice, cherry-wood sticks, and the cleaned, polished undersides of five turtle shells. The monks lit the incense and candles. One placed a turtle shell in Ryuko's hands; the others heated sticks in the coals.

  "Oh, deities of fortune, I respectfully entreat you to tell us, where is the honorable Lady Keisho-in?" Ryuko said.

  A monk handed him a stick whose tip glowed fiery red. Priest Ryuko pressed the tip into a hollow bored on the turtle shell's inner side. The shogun watched in avid anticipation, and Sano with the same disapproval that marked the faces of Yanagisawa and Hoshina. Although fortune-tellers had performed such rites on turtle shells or animal bones since ancient times, and oracles had revealed secret truths and governed the actions of emperors an
d generals, divination could be used by charlatans to trick the gullible.

  "What must His Excellency do to bring his mother safely home?" Priest Ryuko intoned.

  His assistants fanned his stick, which flamed against the turtle shell. The stench of burnt bone mingled with the sweet incense.

  Sharp cracking noises erupted as the heat fissured the shell. Priest Ryuko repeated the process until the sticks had burned down to stubs, smoke hazed the chamber, and all five shells bore multiple cracks.

  "What does the, ahh, oracle say?" the shogun asked eagerly.

  Priest Ryuko aligned the shells on the table. As he studied the cracks through which the gods communicated the answers to queries, his expression turned grave. "The gods decline to reveal where Lady Keisho-in is," he said.