The Hojo Tyranny


Under the rule of Yoritomo Japan had two capitals and two governments,

the mikado ruling at Kioto, the shogun at Kamakura, the magnificent city

which Yoritomo had founded. The great family of the Minamoto was now

supreme, all its rivals being destroyed. A special tax for the support

of the troops yielded a large revenue to the shoguns; courts were

established at Kamakura; the priests, who had made much trouble, were

di
armed; a powerful permanent army was established; a military chief

was placed in each province beside the civil governor, and that military

government was founded which for nearly seven centuries robbed the

mikado of all but the semblance of power. Thus it came that the shogun,

or the tycoon as he afterwards named himself, appeared to be the emperor

of Japan.



We have told how Yoritomo, once a poor exile, became the lord of the

empire. After conquering all his enemies he visited Kioto, where he

astonished the court of the mikado by the splendor of his retinue and

the magnificence of his military shows, athletic games, and ceremonial

banquets. The two rulers exchanged the costliest presents, the emperor

conferred all authority upon the general, and when Yoritomo returned to

his capital city he held in his control the ruling power of the realm.

All generals were called shoguns, but he was the shogun, his title

being Sei-i Tai Shogun (Barbarian-subjugating Great General). Though

really a vassal of the emperor, he wielded the power of the emperor

himself, and from 1192 until 1868 the mikados were insignificant puppets

and the shoguns the real lords of the land. Such was the strange

progress of political evolution in Japan. The mikado was still emperor,

but the holders of this title lay buried in sloth or religious

fanaticism and let their subordinates rule.



And now we have another story to tell concerning this strange political

evolution. As the shoguns became paramount over the mikados, so did the

Hojo, the regents of the shoguns, become paramount over them, and for

nearly one hundred and fifty years these vassals of a vassal were the

virtual emperors of Japan. This condition of affairs gives a curious

complication to the history of that country.



In a previous tale it has been said that the father of Masago, the

beautiful wife of the exiled prince, was named Hojo Tokimasa. He was a

man of ability and was much esteemed and trusted by his son-in-law.

After the death of Yoritomo and the accession of his son, Tokimasa

became chief of the council of state, and brought up the young shogun in

idleness and dissipation, wielding the power in his name. When the boy

reached manhood and began to show ambition to rule, Tokimasa had him

exiled to a temple and soon after assassinated. His brother, then twelve

years old, succeeded as shogun. He cared nothing for power, but much for

enjoyment, and the Hojo let him live his life of pleasure while they

held the control of affairs. In the end he was murdered by the son of

the slain shogun, who was in his turn killed by a soldier, and thus the

family of Yoritomo became extinct.



From that time forward the Hojo continued preeminent. They were able

men, and governed the country well. The shoguns were chosen by them from

the Minamoto clan, boys being selected, some of them but two or three

years old, who were deposed as soon as they showed a desire to rule. The

same was the case with the mikados, who were also creatures of the Hojo

clan. One of them who had been deposed raised an army and fought for his

throne. He was defeated and exiled to a distant monastery. Others were

deposed, and neither mikados nor shoguns were permitted to reign except

as puppets in the hands of the powerful regents of the realm.



None of the Hojo ever claimed the office of shogun. They were content to

serve as the power behind the throne. As time went on, the usual result

of such a state of affairs showed itself. The able men of the Hojo

family were followed by weak and vicious ones. Their tyranny and

misgovernment grew unbearable. They gave themselves up to luxury and

debauchery, oppressed the people by taxes to obtain means for their

costly pleasures, and crushed beneath their oppressive rule the emperor,

the shogun, and the people alike. Their cup of vice and tyranny at

length overflowed. The day of retribution was at hand.



The son of the mikado Go-Daigo was the first to rebel. His plans were

discovered by spies, and his father ordered him to retire to a

monastery, in which, however, he continued to plot revenge. Go-Daigo

himself next struck for the power of which he possessed but the name.

Securing the aid of the Buddhist priests, he fortified Kasagi, a

stronghold in Yamato. He failed in his effort. In the following year

(1331) an army attacked and took Kasagi, and the emperor was taken

prisoner and banished to Oki.



Connected with his exile is a story of much dramatic interest. While

Go-Daigo was being borne in a palanquin to his place of banishment,

under a guard of soldiers, Kojima, a young noble of his party, attempted

his rescue. Gathering a party of followers, he occupied a pass in the

hills through which he expected that the train would make its way. But

another pass was taken, and he waited in vain.



Learning their mistake, his followers, disheartened by their failure,

deserted him. But the faithful vassal cautiously followed the train,

making various efforts to approach and whisper hope to the imperial

exile. He was prevented by the vigilance of the guard, and finally,

finding that either rescue or speech was hopeless, he hit upon a plan to

baffle the vigilance of the guards and let the emperor know that friends

were still at work in his behalf.



Under the shadows of night he secretly entered the garden of the inn

where the party was resting, and there scraped off the outer bark of a

cherry-tree, laying bare the smooth white layer within. On this he

wrote the following stanza:



"O Heaven, destroy not Kosen

While Hanrei still lives."



The next morning the soldiers noticed the writing on the tree. Curious

to learn its meaning, but unable to read, they showed it to their

prisoner, who, being familiar with the quotation, caught, with an

impulse of joy, its concealed significance. Kosen was an ancient king of

China who had been deposed and made prisoner, but was afterwards

restored to power by his faithful follower Hanrei. Glad to learn that

loyal friends were seeking his release, the emperor went to his lonely

exile with renewed hope. Kojima afterwards died on the battle-field

during the war for the restoration of the exiled mikado.






But another valiant soldier was soon in the field in the interest of the

exile. Nitta Yoshisada, a captain of the Hojo forces, had been sent to

besiege Kusunoki, a vassal of the mikado, who held a stronghold for his

imperial lord. Nitta, roused by conscience to a sense of his true duty,

refused to fight against the emperor, deserted from the army, and,

obtaining a commission from Go-Daigo's son, who was concealed in the

mountains, he returned to his native place, raised the standard of

revolt against the Hojo, and soon found himself at the head of a

considerable force.



In thirteen days after raising the banner of revolt in favor of the

mikado he reached the vicinity of Kamakura, acting under the advice of

his brother, who counselled him to beard the lion in his den. The

tyranny of the Hojo had spread far and wide the spirit of rebellion, and

thousands flocked to the standard of the young general,--a long white

pennant, near whose top were two bars of black, and under them a circle

bisected with a zone of black.



On the eve of the day fixed for the attack on the city, Nitta stood on

the sea-shore in front of his army, before him the ocean with blue

islands visible afar, behind him lofty mountain peaks, chief among them

the lordly Fusiyama. Here, removing his helmet, he uttered the following

words:



"Our heavenly son [the mikado] has been deposed by his traitorous

subject, and is now an exile afar in the west. I have not been able to

look on this act unmoved, and have come to punish the traitors in yonder

city by the aid of these loyal troops. I humbly pray you, O god of the

ocean waves, to look into the purposes of my heart. If you favor me and

my cause, then bid the tide to ebb and open a path beside the sea."



With these words he drew his sword and cast it with all his strength

into the water. For a moment the golden hilt gleamed in the rays of the

setting sun, and then the blade sank from sight. But with the dawn of

the next day the soldiers saw with delight that there had been a great

ebb in the tide, and that the dry strand offered a wide high-road past

the rocky girdle that enclosed Kamakura. With triumphant shouts they

marched along this ocean path, following a leader whom they now believed

to be the chosen avenger of the gods.



From two other sides the city of the shogun was attacked. The defence

was as fierce as the assault, but everywhere victory rested upon the

white banner of loyalty. Nitta's army pressed resistlessly forward, and

the Hojo found themselves defeated and their army destroyed. Fire

completed what the sword had begun, destructive flames attacked the

frame dwellings of the city, and in a few hours the great capital of the

shoguns and their powerful regents was a waste of ashes.



Many of the vassals of the Hojo killed themselves rather than surrender,

among them a noble named Ando, whose niece was Nitta's wife. She wrote

him a letter begging him to surrender.



"My niece is the daughter of a samurai house," the old man indignantly

exclaimed. "How can she make so shameless a request? And why did Nitta,

who is himself a samurai, permit her to do so?" Wrapping the letter

around his sword, he plunged the blade into his body and fell dead.



While Nitta was winning this signal victory, others were in arms for the

mikado elsewhere, and everywhere the Hojo power went down. The people in

all sections of the empire rose against the agents of the tyrants and

put them to death, many thousands of the Hojo clan being slain and their

power utterly destroyed. They had ruled Japan from the death of

Yoritomo, in 1199, to 1333. They have since been execrated in Japan, the

feeling of the people being displayed in their naming one of the

destructive insects of the island the Hojo bug. Yet among the Hojo were

many able rulers, and under them the empire was kept in peace and order

for over a century, while art and literature flourished and many of the

noblest monuments of Japanese architecture arose.



Go-Daigo was now recalled from exile and replaced on the imperial

throne. For the first time for centuries the mikado had come to his own

and held the power of the empire in his hands. With judgment and

discretion he might have restored the old government of Japan.



But he lacked those important qualities, and quickly lost the power he

had won. After a passing gleam of its old splendor the mikadoate sank

into eclipse again.



Go-Daigo was ruined by listening to a flatterer, whom he raised to the

highest power, while he rewarded those who had rescued him with

unimportant domains. A fierce war followed, in which Ashikaga, the

flatterer, was the victor, defeating and destroying his foes. Go-Daigo

had pronounced him a rebel. In return he was himself deposed, and a new

emperor, whom the usurper could control, was raised to the vacant

throne. For three years only had the mikado remained supreme. Then for a

long period the Ashikagas held the reins of power, and a tyranny like

that of the Hojo existed in the land.



More

;