Chapter 24 Ruishan Revival

It is said that there will be absolutely no enemies in the city, but in order to guard against spies, there are people who are vigilant day and night and dare not slack off.This can be said to be the same in every city, without exception.Even in the tea room, in the courtyard and nearby, there will always be samurai guarding the courtyard.Now a nurse came to the small door of the tea room and knelt down on the stone slab where the shoes were placed.He handed a letter to his master, and waited there for a long time, motionless like a toad. After a while, Guangchun's voice finally came from inside, "Because I want to reply to the letter, I have written it for you, but I can't write it right away, please ask the monk who delivered the letter to wait for a while." The small door is closed, and the nursing home He bowed respectfully to the inside and said, "Obey!" Then he tiptoed through the bushes in the yard.

Guangchun and the three of them sat silently facing each other for a while, and the atmosphere was not very harmonious.From time to time, there was a plopping sound, as if the ground was being hit with a bell.The soft sound broke the silence here. It turned out that the plums kept falling on the ground.Maybe the cumulonimbus cloud had dispersed, and suddenly a strong beam of sunlight shone on the sliding door. "I think it's time to leave. It seems that the adults have something to do." Sifang Tian Masataka took the opportunity to urge his companions, ready to leave. Guangchun was originally reading the letter without hesitation in front of the three of them, so he rolled up the letter and said with a smile: "It's still early, let's sit down for a while."

"No, goodbye." "It's really disturbing." Genemon and Dengo retreated side by side, closed the partition behind them, and walked down the bridge corridor, making icy footsteps like stepping on thin ice. After a while, Guangchun also left the tea room.He greeted the courtier's room as he walked down the corridor.Even the servants followed him into his room in a panic.Guangchun was about to come to the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, as if he had already thought about what to write in his mind, and he started to write effortlessly. "This is a reply letter, let Monk Hengchuan's emissary take it back."

He handed the reply letter to one of the courtiers, and seemed to have stopped worrying about this matter, and asked another retainer: "Has Master Guangxiu been sleeping soundly since then?" The retainer replied: "I noticed that his bedroom is very quiet." After hearing this, he stretched his eyebrows and said: "Yes." It seemed that he had also found comfort in his heart. Beginning on the 19th, Mitsuhide lived leisurely in Sakamoto Castle for the next few days.He has already received the order to go to China. Although he still has a few days to spare, he should return to Tamba Kameyama Castle where he is stationed as soon as possible, and mobilize his retainers to make all preparations.

"You have been doing nothing for several days on the way, and it may be even worse to spread to Antu." Guangchun wanted to speak out in this way.But when he thought of Guangxiu's mood, he couldn't say that.Just like Dengo Fujita and Masataka Shikata said, Mitsuhide naturally had this kind of distress in his heart because he couldn't rush to the battlefield with such a mood.That being the case, for Guangxiu, staying here quietly and spending a few days of leisurely time may be the best preparation before going out.Yes, it must be so.Guangchun has always believed in Guangxiu's extraordinary reason and ordinary intelligence.

Today, Guangchun sneaked a peek at Guangxiu's room, wanting to see what he was doing.It turned out that Mitsuhide had set up a plate for washing brushes and an inkwell on the felt, unfolded a picture album, and practiced painting with concentration.Guangchun sat beside Guangxiu, happy from the bottom of his heart that he could be so calm, and wanted to enjoy this state with him. "Ah, it's Zuomasuke! Don't look at it, I can't see my paintings yet." Guangxiu put down the pen, looking a little shy and embarrassed, and hid all the waste paper around him. Like a man in his fifties.

"Hahaha, then I really hindered you. Who wrote the picture scroll you used to copy? Did you order Kano Sanraku to draw it?" "No, it's Haibei Yousong." "It turned out to be Tomomatsu. How is he doing? We haven't heard any news about him." "When I was in the Koshu battlefield a while ago, he suddenly came to visit me in the camp, and he drifted away before dawn the next day. .This is what he drew at that time." "What a weirdo." "No, you can't simply say that he is a weirdo. He is a man who sticks to his integrity and is as straight as a bamboo. Although he is no longer a samurai, he still retains the integrity of a samurai."

"I heard that he is an old minister of Saito Tatsuko, are you praising him for keeping the festival for the old master?" "When the city was built in Antu, the right minister had invited famous people from all over the world, but he refused, refusing to give in to fame and power. How can he paint murals for the enemy of the late master? It seems to be this kind of spirit." At this time, Guangchun's The retainer came behind and sat down, as if there was something wrong.Neither of them spoke anymore. Guangchun turned around and asked the visitor what's the matter.The samurai waiting there held a letter and a piece of paper that looked like a petition, looked very embarrassed, looked at Guangchun with a little fear, and said: "The disciple of the monk Hengchuan has come to the city gate again. If someone wants to hand over this letter to you again, no matter how much you refuse him, he will not go back, saying that he is sending his life as an envoy. What do you think should be done?"

"What? Here it comes again?" He smacked his lips lightly and said, "I wrote a reply letter to Monk Hengchuan personally before, and I have already answered very clearly. The purpose of the petition cannot be realized at all, so let him stop working in vain. I heard that Afterwards, he stubbornly asked people to come to the gate of the city twice and three times with letters, he is really an unreasonable mage. Don’t pay attention to him, don’t care what he said, just return the letter to him and drive him away.” The person who came to report just said: "Yes, yes!" As if he had been blamed, he left in a hurry with letters and petitions.

As soon as he left, Mitsuhide immediately asked: "Isn't Monk Hengchuan the Ryoshin Acharya of Ruishan?" "Exactly." "In the autumn of the second year of Yuangui, when fire attacked Mount Rui, I was appointed as the vanguard alone. I burned all the temples and pagodas on the mountain, including the Genji Zhongtang, Shanwang 21 Society and other temples and pagodas. Those boy servants and masters, civilians and eminent monks were all slaughtered regardless of gender, age and age, and thrown into the fire. Because of the extreme killing and sweeping of this deep mountain, I thought there would be no more people, even the grass and trees. It won't germinate... It seems that some surviving mages have returned there since sometime, looking for a way to survive."

"Exactly. I heard people say that the mountain is still a desolate ruin, but later on, monk Ryoshin Yokokawa, Kanshun from Hojuin, Zenzong from Shikanin, Haosheng from Shokakuin, Niyiyumaru from Hiyoshi, etc. The scholars gathered the monks who were scattered all over the place, and they are trying every means to launch the Shanmen revival movement." "It is estimated that as long as Nobunaga is around, it will be difficult to achieve." "They also know this, so they spend most of their energy on persuading the court officials, hoping that the emperor will send an order to Nobunaga, and it seems that they have launched a fierce campaign. Now there is no hope of getting permission, so recently they can only rely on the power of the people , begged for alms from various countries, knocked on the doors of each family, and heard that the temporary hall of the Seven Sanwang Society is being built." "Then... Monk Yokokawa who sent envoys here several days ago also wrote the petition for this matter, right?" Guangchun suddenly changed his serious eyes, stared quietly at Guangxiu and said, "Actually, I didn't think it was necessary to tell you, so I refused him without authorization. Since you asked, how dare I hide it? Inform you again. In fact, Monk Hengchuan learned that you were staying in this city and wanted to see you once, so he begged again and again, wanting me to introduce you." "Acharya Liangxin said that she wanted to come to see me specially?" "There is also a petition, saying that I hope to borrow your honorable name when asking for donations at the Fuxing Mountain Gate. But I think it is impossible for you to agree to these two things, so I firmly rejected him." "You rejected him so much, yet he still sent monks to the city gate again and again, and even the monk who delivered the letter said that his life was at stake... This kind of mood is really pitiful." Guangchun said nothing. "Zuo Majie!" "Yes!" "If you write my name on the joint letter persuading Dashi, I'm afraid it will offend Antu's lord, but at least you can see him once. There's nothing to be afraid of, right?" "No, you still don't want it. You were once in charge of burning down the mountain gate, why is it necessary to meet the surviving mage now?" "At that time, they were enemies, but now Ruishan has no power at all, and they are all obedient and good people who swore to surrender Antu." "On the surface it is true, but the pagodas and Buddhist halls since the preaching of the mission have been burned to ashes, and tens of thousands of masters, disciples, and close relatives have been slaughtered. How can those monks and sentient beings really forget the past? What about hatred?" "Because of this..." Guangxiu sighed at the ceiling, "Back then I was also ordered by Lord Nobunaga, and my helplessness turned into a ball of fire, not only the evil monks on the mountain, but also countless innocent monks and monks, young and old. .Thinking about it today, I will still be condemned in my heart.” "Your words are not like the Mahayana thought you usually talk about. This is not just a matter of Mount Rui. Those who rise and die are just like spring and autumn. One kills many lives. I think that if you can burn a mountain Illuminating the Dharma on the mountains, then the killing of our warriors is definitely not a senseless killing of innocent lives or destroying local culture." "You're right. I'm not someone who doesn't understand this point. As an emotion, I can't bear that tear in my heart for today's Eizan...Samasuke, as a public official, Hinata Mamoru will have something to say." Afraid, as an ordinary person, it doesn’t matter if you go to pay homage to the ruins on the mountain? I want to go to the mountain quietly tomorrow, and then come back after giving a little to Monk Hengchuan...how about it?”