圓悟佛果禪師語錄 5.15

5.15

少保張丞相忌日請上堂，僧問：「維摩大士去何從，千古令人望莫窮，不二法門今正問，夜來明月上高峯。只如維摩一默意旨如何？」師云：「逼塞虛空。」進云：「恁麼則當陽無向背，覿體露全機。」師云：「無爾插觜處。」進云：「爭奈前三三後三三。」師云：「也是鞏縣茶瓶。」進云：「只如文殊道：『我於一切處無言無說。』與他一默是同是別？」師云：「落在第二頭。」進云：「爭奈斬釘截鐵。」師云：「橫按鏌鎁。」進云：「只如無盡居士與和尚平昔道契相知，且道即今何在？」師云：「為爾說了也。」進云：「學人今日小出大遇。」師云：「爾將什麼報恩？」進云：「萬古碧潭空界月。」師云：「閑言語。」師乃云：「大眾！握佛祖鉗鎚，控作家爐鞴，烹煆古今驗證衲僧，唯用向上一機金剛王寶劍，臨濟祖師傳黃檗馬祖此箇機要，向大河之北獨振正宗，一喝分賓主，照用一時行，坐斷天下人舌頭，奔走四海雲水，以至乃子乃孫，傳此正見、用此真機，若非大解脫人，安能當陽證驗？憶昔無盡大居士，生平以此箇事為務，遍寰海宗師無不咨參，到兜率山下逢見老衲，論末後句，始得脫體全真，言解道理一時脫却，遂作偈云：『鼓寂鐘停托鉢回，巖頭一拶語如雷，果然只得三年活，莫是遭他授記來。』鏗金戞玉，虎驟龍驤，不妨具大機得大用，以此正印印天下叢林善知識。山僧昔在湖北相見，與伊電卷星馳，一言契證表裏一如，居士功業書於竹帛，遺德在於生民，後來當此之日，撒手那邊行止，且道：無盡居士向什麼處去？還委悉麼？大千沙界諸佛土，剎剎塵塵現勝身。」復云：「盛德在生民，四方共欽仰，三教大宗師，秤頭有銖兩。七十九歲佛齊年，是日霜風亘霄壤，一聲振忽雷，前星墮雲帳，麒麟掣斷黃金鎖，一躍直歸梵天上，萬載千秋著遺想。」

Requested on the memorial day of Junior Protector Chancellor Zhang, the Master ascended the hall. A monk asked: "Vimalakīrti, where did he go? For a thousand ages he leaves people gazing endlessly. The non-dual Dharma gate is being asked right now; last night the bright moon mounted the high peak. What was the meaning of Vimalakīrti's single silence?" The Master said: "It crams full empty space." The monk proceeded: "If so, then facing the sun there is neither facing towards nor turning away; the entire dynamic is exposed right in front of one." The Master said: "There is no place for you to insert your beak." The monk proceeded: "What about the former three-and-three and the latter three-and-three?" The Master said: "Also a tea bottle from Gong County." The monk proceeded: "Mañjuśrī said, 'I have neither word nor speech in all places.' Is this identical to or different from his single silence?" The Master said: "Falling into the secondary head." The monk proceeded: "What about severing nails and cutting iron?" The Master said: "Holding the sword of Moye horizontally." The monk proceeded: "Layman Wujin shared an intimate spiritual bond of acquaintance with you, Venerable, all his life. Tell me, where is he right now?" The Master said: "I have already told you." The monk proceeded: "The student today had a small venture but met with a great reward." The Master said: "With what will you repay this kindness?" The monk said: "For ten thousand ages, the moon in the open sphere over the deep green pool." The Master said: "Idle words." The Master then said: "Great assembly! Grasping the tongs and hammers of the Buddhas and Patriarchs, operating the forge and bellows of an adept, forging past and present to test patch-robed monks, one employs only the transcendent dynamic—the Vajra King jewel sword. The Patriarch Linji received this essential dynamic from Huangbo and Mazu, and north of the Great River single-handedly invigorated the authentic lineage: a single shout distinguishes host and guest; illumination and function are carried out simultaneously, cutting off the tongues of everyone under heaven and sending the clouds and waters of the four seas scurrying. Down to his sons and grandsons, transmitting this right view and using this true dynamic—if one were not a person of great liberation, how could one witness and verify it facing the sun? Recalling the great layman Wujin in former days, he made this matter his lifelong concern, consulting and questioning lineage masters throughout the realm without exception. When he arrived at the foot of Mount Doushuai and met that old patch-robed monk, discussing the final phrase, he finally was able to cast off his body in complete authenticity; conceptual understanding and theoretical principles were shed all at once. Thereupon he composed a verse: 'The drums are silent, the bells have stopped, and bearing the bowl I return; / Yantou's single squeeze brought words like thunder. / Sure enough, he had only three years to live— / could it be that he received his prediction of enlightenment from him?' Clanging like gold and chiming like jade, bounding like a tiger and soaring like a dragon, he truly possessed great potential and attained great function, using this authentic seal to stamp the kalyāṇamitras of the monastic groves throughout the realm. When this mountain monk met him in Hubei in former days, we swept like lightning and sped like shooting stars; with a single word we were verified in accord, inner and outer as one. The layman's meritorious deeds are written on bamboo and silk; his surviving virtue rests with the common people. Later, when this day arrived, he let go his hands and walked beyond. Tell me, where did Layman Wujin go? Do you understand? Throughout the Buddha-lands of the trichiliocosm, in every dust mote and every land, he manifests a superior body." He further said: "His abundant virtue rests with the common people, / revered in common by the four quarters. / A great ancestral master of the three teachings, / possessing precise ounces and drachms on the steelyard beam. / At seventy-nine, he equaled the Buddha's years; / on this day, frosty wind spans heaven and earth. / A single sound shakes like sudden thunder; / the front star falls into the cloud curtain. / The qilin snaps the golden chain / and with a single leap returns straight above the Brahma heaven, / leaving behind remembrance for ten thousand years and a thousand autumns."