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DEATH OF A MASTER OF TEA
Master!
Turn around!
This path is not for you.
So ...
It leads to another world?
Master!
Master!
Master!
Master!
Good morning.
I saw you in a dream.
Do not you feel lonely?
Master.
This path dark and cold ...
really driving in the other world?
To us, his followers, the Way of Tea
also shows the way we must take.
Did it not so?
The Pavilion Tea the hermitage Uraku the Lord,
Kennin the Temple in Kyoto,
had just been completed.
I was invited
together with a rich merchant, called Daitoku.
He sold utensils for the tea ceremony.
This is my first encounter with Uraku.
I have only seen from afar, Jurakudai several times.
He is remembered a wise man but stern.
Very wise, indeed.
It was there 27 years. A Does it change?
Not at all.
Even the Lord Hideyoshi feared.
After all, this is the brother Master of the Lord.
They are there.
I Honkaku.
Welcome.
It appears that you have long served as Rikyu, Master Tea.
Indeed.
Is that it, the famous bowl called Ido?
A teaspoon made by the Lord Oribe.
It is resistant, like him.
It takes a will of iron to commit seppuku.
Like Rikyu.
And Soji, too.
Oribe did the same thing.
All were Grand Masters of Tea.
Must we die well, to be a Grand Master of Tea?
Well, the night is cold.
Drink a little sake.
When Rikyu has he received about dying?
There are twenty-seven years.
That much?
And I still live without shame.
Why Hideyoshi he has ordered his death?
What was he punished?
Many rumors, all slanderous.
He sold the ceremonial objects very expensive.
And enriched.
But one can estimate the price the value of such objects.
Otherwise, we do not ever know.
This is how you have made a fortune.
I actually reproach.
All that chose Rikyu suited
the finest tea pavilions.
It is normal that such objects are very expensive.
This is not a scam.
It seems he was the victim bad language.
They were numerous.
The head Ishida was among them.
What did they say?
He was a Christian.
And its opposition the invasion of Korea.
And it was true?
Because the Way of Tea promotes mutual respect,
it was normal accept Christianity
and opposes the war.
And Daitoku episode?
Ah, the wooden statue Representative?
He had placed at the entrance of the temple
to monitor the guests.
You claim that he had wanted to flaunt his power!
- Not at all! - He would never have done that!
I know!
Enough is enough.
These days,
I quickly lose my cool.
It amuses you?
This is your way of speaking. It reminds me of the monk Toyo.
Wait, the monk Toyo Temple Shinnyo
died in 1598.
It was there twenty years.
The disciples of Tea not love a flower.
But Hideyoshi plant one thousand cherry trees.
Then he threw a party. Toyo and left his service.
Tell me a little Toyo.
I went to his temple, admire the maple leaves.
After I walked in the door ...
Honkaku?
It's you, Honkaku?
Toyo monk!
You became a hermit, so young?
Now that you've lost your Master,
you have to work even harder for the Way of Tea.
What other way is offered to you, otherwise become a master in your turn?
Were you with Rikyu, the last time he came?
Indeed.
That day, he gave me a treasure. The tea bowl Chojiro.
A delicate black and deep bowl.
Come, you shall drink it.
Six years after the death of Rikyu,
Kokei, Temple Daitoku also died.
This marked the end of an era.
They were the two pillars of that time.
A time when the tea had a sense for warriors.
But times have changed.
The Way of Tea at that time ...
Drink the tea before going to fight ...
Plunge into the battle ...
Be killed ...
I drank the tea Rikyu ... I am prepared to die.
That's good.
The tea had a force of Rikyu.
Unlike that of all other Masters.
He reigned supreme Tea in the world.
He had dedicated his entire life.
Tea was his power.
Thus, he became the rival of Hideyoshi.
And Hideyoshi ordered him to die.
Yet it seems to me that this is himself who called the death.
Rikyu was not accepting sword
Tea in its flag.
Hideyoshi was to enter without a weapon Tea in the bell of Rikyu.
So he did ...
no chance.
How many times has it entered Tea in the bell of Rikyu
Dozens ... Hundreds of times.
Each time, he enjoyed the scent of bitter defeat.
I see you enjoy it.
Poor Hideyoshi, private saber drinking tea.
Forced to watch bowls ... many swords.
A defeat for him.
Of course ...
He wanted to conquer Rikyu.
If only once.
So finally, he banishes Kyoto Rikyu.
What has happened next?
You've got an idea?
We will never know.
It's late.
Stay here.
No, thank you.
I prefer to walk home, Moonlight.
As you wish.
River always reminds me
the day Rikyu was banished.
His boat down the river, taking the prisoner.
Two weeks later, his death was ordered.
I know the Lords Sansai and Oribe
the river came to see him go.
They thought qu'Hideyoshi
changes his mind after the departure of Rikyu
and he would call back soon.
Otherwise, they would never have dared come and greet
a man hated by their Lord.
But Rikyu was to hear the footsteps of death
move towards more and more.
air he then had, I can easily imagine.
Although I have not seen from the.
For I remember a terrible
I saw him once.
It was the morning of September 4, 1588,
at the residence of Hideyoshi where lived Rikyu.
Today we welcome Temple Daitoku three guests.
Most importantly Shunnoko.
The others are Kokei and Gyokuho.
I, of course, I'm the host.
Everything must be perfect for this important ceremony.
A ceremony?
A farewell ceremony for Kokei
who was exiled to Kyushu.
In exile, but why?
I do not know.
I do not know either when he will be forgiven.
What manuscript will be there on the wall?
Kido's poem.
Whatever you told Hideyoshi?
Without his permission?
You risk a penalty.
That is my goal.
poem ...
suited to the situation. He said:
"The leaves fall from trees."
"The crisp air of autumn spawning is."
"The wise man is about to leave. "
"Pray for him to return quickly and tells us his story. "
The poem was like a farewell
sentenced the priest to go into exile.
Such was its only meaning.
But ...
Make a farewell ceremony for the one that caused Hideyoshi
and in his own home, that!
What a host!
What guests!
What exile, which accepts such hospitality!
And the coolness of the host
using the manuscript of Hideyoshi without permission!
What courage!
I wanted to quickly remove
Kido's poem of the wall.
But when I returned ...
They left.
Leave him for now.
Honkaku!
Will you light?
Is it so late?
He remained so ... half of the day.
For such was his challenge the power of Hideyoshi.
Thus,
he had that same attitude in the boat.
He challenged and, in its way, Hideyoshi's revenge.
Master.
The Lord Uraku wants to know the truth.
So do I.
I never felt ...
such sorrow, such pain,
before tonight.
What has really happened?
You can think what you like.
No, tell me, please.
Should I tell
the agony in which ended my life?
Are you really so insensitive that?
Forgive me. I will say no more.
Forgive me.
You're welcome.
You work hard.
Uraku Lord!
Why did you all this way?
I came to see you.
Really?
Why did I lie?
Thank you.
Here, Lord.
This way.
This part I miss Kyoto. It's invigorating, here.
I am pleased to welcome you.
Excuse me for not going to see you.
I have come to borrow the book.
Whatever gave you Okano.
The book written by Soji?
You me ready?
Of course.
You could send a messenger instead of coming yourself.
This is a valuable book.
Secondly, I wanted to see the place of your retreat.
Really?
So not worth the little trouble.
You have intimate conversations with Rikyu, here.
Even since he died.
I envy you.
You flatter me.
Do you want a true tea?
I always keep the teapot on the stove.
It looks like you.
The part of a poor man.
Simple and clean.
I like it.
Nothing solemn, Master.
So much the better. I already feel at ease.
Tell me about this book Soji was written.
Tell me in one word it referred.
In a word.
This is an introduction to rare items the tea ceremony.
- Only ... - Yes?
It says so ...
"If I had to be convened by Hideyoshi, "
"Or condemned to die,"
"Give this book to one of your disciples."
"Convened by Hideyoshi"
"Or condemned to die ..."
Yes, Lord.
"Condemned to die."
Extraordinary!
A strange scene and unforgettable
has stuck in my mind.
It has to do with Soji?
This happened in one flags of tea Rikyu.
I was at his service recent years.
I knew little
guests we receive.
Tea Ceremony had continued until the evening.
And she continued.
A poem with the word "None" does not take anything.
Light!
Whoever has the word "Death" takes everything we have.
"None" does nothing.
"Death" takes.
It looked like a terrible Fudo?
Exactly.
So it was Soji, no doubt.
His face was terrible.
Even without the candlelight.
Perhaps the parchment on the wall ... bore the word "Death".
Nobody could write that.
Soji would.
However, this is an admirable reflection.
"None" does nothing. "Death" takes.
Soji was one of the Masters of Tea Hideyoshi.
He was banished ...
because he offended the sovereign.
Then, when Hideyoshi attacked Odawara Castle, Soji was there.
As if it was left to express.
Shortly after he was ordered
prepare the tea for Hideyoshi.
Expect.
You are deemed to be the best pupil of Rikyu.
What are you doing?
Stop it!
You are using the wrong way to humiliate me.
You are right.
This is not how to Rikyu.
I told you to do depending on how true.
Mine is yet even better.
Silence!
You're supposed to serve his lordship.
Lord Hideyoshi, Chancellor.
You are the greatest, and you But your post office.
You will never reach the Way of Tea
in doing so.
The style is intended Wabicha a true Master.
It is not for you.
Cut off his nose and ears.
It's far enough. Let us part.
Fine. Make a good road.
Door you well.
I'm back, Master.
The Lord comes Uraku start from Kyoto.
Fine.
People still talk about me.
Dead or alive, they never leave me in peace.
- Excuse me. - It's not your fault.
Do I make you some tea?
Willingly.
Later that evening, it's me who'll make.
Why are you so sad, Master?
I'm not sad.
I was plagued
no sadness, on this cold, dark road.
In my dream, you told me to leave.
And I have obeyed you.
All right.
Tea should not be used to make a living.
Times change, along the Way of Tea.
Soji and I are the last of our kind.
Soji was really open the belly, as they say?
What?
How he lived and died only looks at him.
They would have cut off the nose and ears,
his death remains one a great Master of Tea.
This strange night Tea in your house ...
Near you, there was Soji.
And who else?
Who else would have been appropriate?
But there was one.
The place remained empty.
But someone ...
Forget it.
No matter who it was.
Some agree, some do not.
You can choose someone for me.
February 28, birthday Rikyu's death,
I visited his grave at Temple Daitoku.
There I saw the Lord Uraku.
I finished the book by Soji I've borrowed.
I would tell thee,
when I thought headquarters of Odawara.
Soji was preparing tea for defenders inside the castle.
While outside, Rikyu served men of the army of Hideyoshi.
They drank tea and died ...
Friends and enemies.
Rikyu saw many men run to death.
How?
They drank his tea, went to fight ...
and died.
How could he hope a natural death for himself?
He helped to die. Is it not?
Its flag was a place of Tea where men
were preparing to die.
Oribe also ...
His name?
"Life".
I would like to attend a tea ceremony as sober.
This is not so easy these days, I'm afraid.
Times have changed.
Tea must change too.
The warriors like artists.
After Rikyu, the time came to Oribe.
Can you tell me about him?
After Rikyu's death, I'm trapped.
The only person I saw Toyo was the monk.
Then the decisive battle Sekigahara brought
a new sovereign.
There is ten years old in 1610,
I learned qu'Oribe served Shogun Ieyasu
as Grand Master of Tea.
I felt it was time for me to visit him.
I went to her home.
Welcome.
You seem to go well.
You too, my Lord.
What has he?
You prepare the tea in the manner of our Master.
I'm flattered.
What do you think of that?
I have the impression of seeing Master Rikyu.
I always sit next to, when I am alone.
"Simplicity, poverty, modesty, all gathered in the heart of Tea. "
This expresses his philosophy.
"Always remember the Way of Tea in everyday life. "
"Do not neglect the preparation of tea. "
It takes a severe self-discipline.
He remained true to his words.
Until he had to commit suicide.
Why would he want to get rich selling goods of Tea?
Or erect a statue of himself to show off his power?
Rikyu was lucky.
You understand so well.
But I know one thing ...
His feelings to his death.
During the past two weeks in his hometown ...
What was he thinking?
How did she feel?
You have served long.
- What do you think? - Well ...
I do not know ...
He could have saved his life if he had apologized.
There must be a way to appease the wrath of Hideyoshi.
Yet he has not apologized.
He has sought help from anyone.
I have other things to show you.
Something new for you.
He made the tea spoon for me.
Y has he put ... his feelings last?
His name is "Tears".
The case was shaped ...
funeral of an object.
After all, I was not the only ...
to have lived with Rikyu.
"Tears".
Now I understand Oribe.
How, my Lord? I want to know.
Oribe Rikyu followed to the grave.
In the grave?
He so desired.
He had devoted himself to Rikyu.
The new sovereign disposal supporters of the son of Hideyoshi.
Oribe ...
was arrested for having served Hideyoshi as Tea Master.
If he had asked me, I could save him.
He did not.
As Rikyu had not apologized when he died,
Oribe did not do either.
This is Oribe ... who attended the strange tea ceremony.
It was bound to him.
A poem with the word "None" we do not take anything.
Light!
But he that has the word "Death" takes.
"None" does nothing. "Death" takes.
The three men sat there
had to agree and make a silent oath.
oath of death.
You say
Oribe that followed Rikyu in the grave, but ...
Could it be that he and respected his oath?
His oath?
Perhaps.
Soji became hara-kiri, as Rikyu ...
Oribe and ...
Now ...
there is more Master's Tea as brave, as large.
I will not kill myself.
Yet, I remain a true Tea master.
That was in December, the following year.
I went looking for food
prepare for the New Year
His shrine is there.
Thank you.
You must be Master Sotan.
Honkaku!
Do you remember me.
Of course.
I came to see you.
I was looking for you.
Really?
Since grandfather Rikyu died, you hide.
Some of you have seen the village, other in the mountains.
I have managed to locate you only recently.
You were only 14 years when Master Rikyu's death.
You are an adult now.
Tell me ...
What do we have punished my grandfather?
What happened to him?
In the six months that preceded his death.
He occasionally conducted three ceremonies of tea per day.
Almost one hundred in all.
I had never seen him so serious, if absorbed.
"A Master of Tea must prepare the tea alone. "
I thought he wanted convey his beliefs
through his attitude.
Hideyoshi and attended five times these ceremonies.
However,
Rikyu received that one day ... Lord Ieyasu,
Hideyoshi was dissatisfied with himself.
That changed everything.
Why?
Hideyoshi revered him so much,
granted him so many privileges.
But suddenly he became furious.
There is ... a way to explain this.
One?
Hideyoshi expected to achieve an ambition.
He had long dreamed.
The invasion of Korea.
But Rikyu was against. And obviously, he had said.
So ...
These words finally arrived Hideyoshi's ears.
That's why ... he was punished.
Honkaku! Are you there?
This is Daitoku sent me ...
Uraku the Lord is very sick.
He is dying.
I have a horse for you. Hurry up, please.
This is the sound of hail?
Yes, Master.
Yes, hail covered the ground.
Honkaku.
Yes.
Do I have the right walking on this path?
The one you dreamed?
No.
Unless I do not do seppuku
and that I die an honorable death.
At least ...
I'd like Rikyu felt when he died.
Who can say?
Me.
Let me.
I beg you, I'd be so happy.
Each night, I talk with my Master.
I see in my dreams.
The other night he told me in his own way
what he felt the approach of death.
In dreams?
February 26, 1591
he was suddenly recalled to Kyoto.
Two days later ...
While he was on the verge directing
his final tea ceremony ...
My Lord.
Welcome Tea in my house.
I met you for the first time he was fifteen,
in the new wing of Tea of your castle at Azuchi.
Since that day, there are fifteen
I am at your service.
And today, I'll take my leave.
No need. It's not so bad.
It is my Lord!
It is your will.
Do not be so stubborn.
You gave me a lot.
A high position.
The power to create and perpetuate the Way of Tea.
And now,
finally, death.
This is the largest of all gifts.
Your order has helped me to die
to understand the Way of Tea for the first time.
Thank you.
Your order of death I was suddenly restored
free in body and spirit.
I spoke of the beauty, the simplicity of the Way of Tea
but do not really understand.
Now that death is suddenly beside me,
I am face to face with it,
it is no longer possible to mistake.
"Simplicity" appears naked, dense,
as the skeleton of the dead.
It is perhaps well but forget that.
Does not persist, I tell you.
During the years of our association,
you have accepted me whole as Master of Tea.
You have always used ... what you were profitable.
But here, for the first time, you get rid of me,
of my merits, my faults like.
This may apply to you also.
During our association, you too, you've used.
Yes.
It's true.
However, you released your sword.
So I have no choice
out that my own against you.
602
Just as you fight as sovereign,
I have to do as Master of Tea.
It would have taken sheathe your sword, or kill me at once,
in a fit of anger.
I still hear your voice, when you ordered
I left in exile.
"Tea? The beauty of simplicity "?
"This means nothing to me."
"This is just a game"
Rikyu!
You finally acted as sovereign.
So I must act as a true Master of Tea.
Thanks to you, I can finally waking from a long nightmare.
With Hideyoshi, Rikyu tried create in this world
released a small space of wealth and power,
all ideas and contingencies of life.
Of course it was impossible.
It should simply have sitting there alone.
Exactly.
Yet he tried to share it to Hideyoshi
and many others.
What a terrible mistake ...
He did not understand ...
that when he was ordained died.
Or rather, he remembered what had been long forgotten.
That is to say?
His revelation when he her first tea pavilion.
His escape from the earthly world.
This pavilion Tea was built by my order.
I have the right to enter.
It is not for you ...
but for me, my Lord.
It is a hard to Rikyu, Master Tea.
A very solitary ...
I wanted to fight alone the terrestrial world.
My master said of poetry:
"The outcome of the Way of Poetry is dark and cold. "
"And this must be that of the Way of Tea "
"Dark and cold."
Since I was sent into exile,
I'm facing death.
Death is my guest, sometimes my host.
I think it could be ...
Following the Way of Tea.
Enough is enough.
You do not need to kill you.
Forget it. Make me another cup.
It's impossible.
This will be the final ceremony.
Many people expect already be experienced.
How?
Many of them were killed
in battle against you.
You should be careful.
And now, my Lord,
I bid you farewell.
Who's there?
This is Honkaku.
I come to bid you farewell.
I'm very flattered.
Between.
We have already left on this path dark and cold.
Yes.
Master!
This path is for me alone.
Not for you.
But why?
This is the path of Rikyu.
Each Master has his own tea.
Good or bad.
Rikyu chose this path dark and cold.
As is the Way of Tea obscurantist in these times.
Where this road leads there, Master?
In eternity.
But if an era of peace should happen,
it would lead to oblivion.
This path is mine.
He must therefore go after my death.
Your way ...
I understand.
I have no regrets.
I am comforted.
Guests will Tea in the pavilion.
Me too, I gotta go.
Now ...
Those who enter Tea in the pavilion are ...
Shogun Ieyasu ...
The Lord Maeda.
The poet Jo-o.
The Lord Mori.
The Lord of Sado, Seyakuin.
The Lord Sansai.
The Lord Takayama.
Masters of Tea, Minbe, Shirojiro Sowa and Soan.
Kokei, Shunnoku, Gyokuho.
Lords Matsunaga, Akechi, Miyoshi and Ishida.
The monk Toyo ...
Honkaku.
I'm here, my Lord.
My Master ...
December 13, 1623,
Uraku the Lord went out.
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