[Pramāṇa](https://indike.org/pramana/) › [Indian literature](https://indike.org/pramana/in) › [Buddhist Literature](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha) › [Taishō Tripiṭaka (Chinese Buddhist canon)](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho) › [密菴和尚語錄](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.1999) › 1.155 # 密菴和尚語錄 1.155 密菴和尚語錄 1.155 - **Language:** Classical Chinese ### [1.155](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.1999.1.155) 拈香云：「此一瓣香，恭為今上皇帝，祝延聖壽萬歲萬萬歲。此一瓣香，恭為光堯壽聖憲天體道性仁誠德經武緯文太上皇帝，祝延聖壽萬歲萬萬歲。此一瓣香，恭為壽聖齊明廣慈太上皇后、中宮皇后、皇妃、皇太子、皇孫、兩宮天眷莊嚴福壽。此一瓣香，奉為大丞相暨合朝文武百官同增祿算。此一瓣香，四年于茲兩回拈出，奉為前住天童山第十八代先應庵大和尚，用酬法乳之恩。」歛衣就座，徑山印和尚白槌云：「法筵龍象眾，當觀第一義。」師云：「第一義諦空洞無象，表裏一如，佛及眾生盡為增語，且作麼生觀？若有心觀屬妄想；無心觀屬斷見；不有不無心觀顢頇佛性。莫有具透關眼衲僧，出來，大家擎展。」僧問：「九重天上降香來，遍界祥光撥不開，佛祖機先提正令，蟭螟眼裏舞三臺。正與麼時，知恩報恩一句作麼生道？」師云：「天高群象正，海闊百川朝。」進云：「直得龍吟霧起，虎嘯風生。」師云：「錦上鋪花又一重。」僧問：「釋迦掩室，淨名杜詞，以至諸方橫拈倒用，總是撩鉤搭索。畢竟直截一句作麼生道？」師云：「迅雷不及掩耳。」進云：「德山見人入門便棒；臨濟見人入門便喝如何？」師云：「鉤頭有餌，秤尾無星。」進云：「德山道：『我宗無語句，亦無一法與人』如何？」師云：「殺人刀活人劍。」進云：「臨濟道：『赤肉團上壁立千仞』又作麼生？」師云：「富嫌千口少，貧恨一身多。」進云：「長袖善舞，多財善賈。」師云：「且喜沒交涉。」進云：「二大老恁麼告報輝映古今，未審靈隱作麼生？」師云：「別是一壺春色。」進云：「金鏃慣調曾百戰，鐵鞭多力恨無讎。」師云：「只得瞻之仰之。」 > Holding up incense, he said: “This pinch of incense is reverently offered for our present Emperor, wishing his imperial life ten thousand years, tens of thousands of ten thousand years! This pinch of incense is reverently offered for the Retired Emperor Guangyao Shousheng Xiantian Tidao Xingren Chengde Jingwu Weiwen, wishing his imperial life ten thousand years, tens of thousands of ten thousand years! This pinch of incense is reverently offered for the Retired Empress Shousheng Qiming Guangci, the Empress of the Central Palace, the imperial consorts, the Crown Prince, the imperial grandsons, and the imperial relatives of both palaces, to adorn their blessings and longevity! This pinch of incense is dedicated to the Grand Chancellor and all the civil and military officials of the entire court, that their emoluments and lifespan may together increase! This pinch of incense, held up for the second time in four years, is dedicated to the eighteenth-generation former abbot of Mount Tiantong, the late Great Venerable Ying'an, to repay the debt of his dharma milk.” He smoothed his robes and sat. Venerable Yin of Jingshan struck the gavel and said: “Assemble dragons and elephants of the dharma banquet, you should contemplate the supreme truth.” The master said: “The supreme truth is vast and void, without semblance, inner and outer as one; Buddhas and sentient beings are all superfluous words. So how will you contemplate it? If you contemplate with mind, it belongs to deluded thought; if you contemplate with no-mind, it belongs to the view of annihilation; if you contemplate with a mind that is neither existent nor non-existent, you obscure the Buddha-nature. If there is a patch-robed monk who possesses the barrier-penetrating eye, come forward, and let us uphold and unfold it together.” A monk asked: “Incense descends from the nine heavens, and auspicious light across the realm cannot be parted. Before the pivot of the Buddhas and patriarchs, the correct command is raised; in the eye of a midge, the Santai dance is danced. At just such a time, how does one speak a phrase of knowing gratitude and repaying gratitude?” The master said: “The heavens are high, and the myriad constellations are properly set; the ocean is broad, and a hundred rivers pay homage.” The monk asked further: “Then dragons chant and mists arise; tigers roar and winds are born.” The master said: “Adding flowers on top of brocade, one layer more.” A monk asked: “Śākya closed his room; Vimalakīrti shut his mouth; down to the teachers of all quarters wielding crosswise and using upside-down—all of these are catching hooks and tangling ropes. Ultimately, how do you say a directly cutting phrase?” The master said: “A sudden thunderclap allows no time to cover the ears.” The monk asked further: “What about Deshan, who would strike with his staff as soon as someone entered the gate, and Linji, who would shout as soon as someone entered the gate?” The master said: “There is bait on the hook; there are no marks on the balance beam.” The monk asked further: “Deshan said: ‘My lineage has no words or phrases, nor is there a single dharma to give to people.’ How is this?” The master said: “The sword that kills people, the sword that gives life to people.” The monk asked further: “Linji said: ‘On the lump of red flesh stands wall-like a thousand cubits.’ What about that?” The master said: “The rich complain that a thousand mouths are too few; the poor resent that a single body is too much.” The monk asked further: “Long sleeves make for good dancing; much wealth makes for good trading.” The master said: “I am glad it has no connection.” The monk asked further: “The announcements of these two great elders shine from ancient times to the present; I wonder, what about Lingyin?” The master said: “Distinctly, another jar of spring scenery.” The monk asked further: “Accustomed to fine-tuning the golden arrowheads after a hundred battles, the iron whip possesses great strength, yet regrets having no foe.” The master said: “One can only gaze upon it and look up to it.” > — English (machine translation) (machine translation) - [Previous: 1.154](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.1999.1.154) - [Next: 1.156](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.1999.1.156) - [Up: 1](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.1999.1) ## Translations (1) - [English (machine translation)](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.1999~en-mt.1.155) — English, machine translation --- Source: [https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.1999.1.155](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.1999.1.155) · Pramāṇa