Chapter 30 short night

Soon, a dinner party was set up in the big room of Xizhifang to entertain the guests mainly Mitsuhide.Shoba and the people he brought also participated, as did the abbots of the temple on the mountain.For a while, talking and laughing loudly, pushing glasses and changing glasses, talking very vigorously, it seems that even the singing thing doesn't matter anymore.The owner of the house, Xingyou, saw the timing and presented the rice, persuading him: "Summer nights are short, if the night is late, it will be dawn before a hundred sentences." He urged everyone to get up and move. Prepared private room.

In another room, mats for Liange had already been laid.In front of everyone's cushions, pens, inks, papers and inkstones were placed, as if to persuade everyone to recite more good sentences.Shoba, Chang Chi and others are all experts in this field.In particular, Satomura Shoba is a well-known contemporary person since Sougi and Zongchang. He is deeply loved by Nobunaga and has a close relationship with Hideyoshi. In the field of tea ceremony, he is also very close to Sen Zongyi from Sakaguchi. An incomparable socializer. "Come on, General, take the lead." He persuaded Guangxiu.But Guangxiu's hand hadn't touched the paper for writing poetry, his arm was resting on the small tea table, his eyes were looking at the courtyard in the dark, and the new leaves in the courtyard were rustling.

"Who is writing?" Shoba was used to the occasion of singing.He paid attention to all aspects and tried his best not to let the suffocating deserted atmosphere appear during the banquet.Torokuemon, a samurai from Akechi's family, was sitting in a corner of the room, holding a small desk in his hands, and replied to Shoba, "I am not talented. I write the pen under the order of my lord, and I dare not disobey it." Shaoba said in a very smooth tone: "You are too modest! Your calligraphy is a bit wasted here. This man..." He pointed to his son's heart and said, "Although he is a little clever in learning singing, When it comes to calligraphy, because of lack of skill, the written characters cannot be shown to others.”

Hearing his father say bad things about him, he smiled and prevaricated in his heart: "It's no wonder, I heard that your father is the number one calligrapher in Zhizhi's family, after all, he is his son." "Then, do you have to blame me for your poor handwriting?" "If I'm not like you, it's unfilial to be a son." "He's talking back!" Shoba turned to Guangxiu with a wry smile, and complained, "General, he is such a reckless person. You can teach him a lesson!" Guangxiu didn't speak, but turned around and smiled grinningly. , Judging from the expression on his face, I don't know if he listened carefully to the jokes of the father and son.He was always a little strange tonight, but he was usually the kind of taciturn and serious person, so no one felt suspicious.

"It seems that you are thinking hard!" "Are you talking about something?" "Exactly." "No, think it over." Guangxiu said and picked up the pen. First, one person chants a sentence, and the next person follows it.Then one person said the last sentence, and the others continued to chant.In this way, a hundred or fifty sentences are connected.The writer at the desk recorded it in the volume and read it back.At the Liange meeting that night, Guangxiu recited the first line until it became a hundred lines, and the last line ended with Guangxiu's concluding line, but the Liange passed down to later generations was less than ten lines.

Guangxiu's opening sentence is: the time has come to May, and we can know where the world belongs.Xingyou of Weideyuan went on to chant: In summer, the grass and trees are green, and the courtyard is better than the upper reaches of the water.Shaoba then chanted: "The flowers fall to the water, and the weirs are built to block the clear flow."Then there is: the wind brings colorful clouds, and the bells in spring are still cold.Lying alone in cold quilt, sleeves like morning frost.The tip of the grass under the pillow has turned yellow, and the golden pipa in the field can be heard clearly.Finally, he chanted in front of his heart: If you sleep under flowers, the color and fragrance will make you intoxicated.The concluding sentence of Mitsuhide's painstaking chanting is: When the nations are still at leisure.In this way, a hundred sentences are completed.

Because it was a song meeting held during the worship of the mountain, the volume of the chanted songs should have been preserved in Atago Quanxian, and even the songs in this volume can be passed on to future generations. He took it out, handed it to Hideyoshi, and explained in detail: "It's true, I have been enjoying Liange all night. After watching Hinata Mori-sama's songs, I can also find that he already had The meaning of rebellion, but during the frank reciting of Fengya, who can predict such a major event? Even the retainers of the Akechi family didn't know Hinata Mori-sama's mind until the morning of the Honnoji change, didn't they? "

After the volume of Liange fell into Hideyoshi's hands, it disappeared.What happened that night may be regarded as an absolute secret, and it is completely a fog.It is said that in the song volume that Shoba handed over to Hideyoshi, Mitsuhide's opening sentence "Yi Kezhi" was rewritten as "It has already been done". I don't know if this is true.Some people also said that Guangxiu stuffed the rice dumplings into his mouth without peeling the skin when he was chanting bitterly. Some people also said that Guangxiu once asked Shoba whether the moat of Honnoji Temple was deep or shallow, and Shoba replied that he was terrified.These words sound vivid, but they are just rumors after the war.Because it was a great war that changed the world in one day, rumors spread everywhere all of a sudden, and it was difficult to distinguish the truth from the false, and people would definitely discuss it in the streets and alleys.It's not hard to imagine that there was a time when Shoba was a big suspect, and people thought he was the only one who knew of Mitsusu's plan in advance.

After the concert that night, everyone stayed in the monk's dormitory of Weideyuan. Due to the limited number of rooms, Shoba slept in the dormitory next to Guangxiu.Because it was a summer night and we had close friends, the partitions in the middle were also taken down.Before lying down, Shaoba said: "There are no mosquitoes on the mountain, so I can sleep comfortably tonight. There are too many mosquitoes in the capital..." Guangxiu didn't ask him, and he just talked on his own.The monks in the temple extinguished the candles, and after leaving, Mitsuhide seemed to fall asleep immediately.Instead of responding to Shoba's complaints, he pressed his face to the pillow and began to suspect that the sound of the mountain wind whistling around the house outside was the cry of the tengu.Mitsuhide suddenly recalled the story he heard from the priest at the Temple of Fire, and pictured in his mind the figure of the tengu running around in the dark night.Tengu is jumping with fire in its mouth.The big tengu, the little tengu, and countless tengus all turned into a ball of fire and flew in the black wind.After the fire fell, the Vulcan shrine instantly turned into a huge fireball.

Guangxiu thought: I want to sleep, go to sleep.He wasn't dreaming, but even so, his mind was full of visions like that.He turned over, thought about today's events, and realized that it would be the twenty-ninth day at dawn.The dream turned into a tengu, but the reality is thinking about Azuchi Castle.On the 29th, on the 29th, Nobunaga set off from Azuchi to Kyoto on this day.The boundary between reality and dream gradually disappeared, and he didn't know whether he was asleep or awake. In this half-asleep and half-awake state, there was no difference between him and the Tengu.The Tengu looks down on the world from the clouds. For the sake of caution, it is necessary to overlook the world's movements when an incident occurs in advance.In Tengu's view, everything is in his favor.First of all, Hideyoshi in the Chinese region is now facing the army of Yoshikawa and Kobayakawa, and he is already surrounded by enemies and is firmly trapped in Takamatsu Castle.If you have an affair with the Maori family and show your interests to him, God is sorry, Hideyoshi, who has been on an expedition for many years, and his army will be buried in China, and he will never be able to look back at the capital.

Tokugawa Ieyasu, who is now in Osaka, is the most adept at dealing with the world. Once he sees that Nobunaga is dead, his stay or stay depends on how I persuade him.Hosokawa Fujitaka will probably be angry for a while. After all, he is my daughter's father-in-law, and I have also been close friends for many years. He should not refuse and will help me.There were bursts of severe pain in the body, and the blood was boiling.The roots of the ears are hot, as if the blood of the long-sleeping young man has awakened again.Tengu turned over, and with the sound of the pillow, he couldn't help moaning. "General..." Shoba in the next room sat up and called, "General...what's the matter with you?" Guangxiu vaguely heard it, and purposely did not answer.Shoba immediately resumed his sleep breathing.The short night passed quickly.Guangxiu bid farewell to everyone as soon as he got up, and went down the mountain in the thick morning fog.