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His taboo name was Shangying, and his courtesy name was Tianjue. At the age of nineteen, when traveling to the spring examinations, he arrived at the house of the Xiang family. Xiang had previously dreamed of a divine being who announced, "Tomorrow you will receive the Prime Minister." At daybreak, the Duke arrived. Xiang marveled at this, treated him with diligent hospitality, and sent him off with generous gifts for his journey; later, he gave him his daughter in marriage. The Duke indeed passed the examination. One day he visited a Buddhist monastery and saw the Buddhist canon being dusted and cleaned, with the Sanskrit palm-leaf bindings neatly arranged. The Duke was indignant and said, "How could the books of our Sage Confucius not equal the teachings of the barbarians?" Sitting in his study at night, he chanted and deliberated until the third watch. His wife Xiang asked, "The night is deep; why do you not go to sleep?" The Duke answered according to his earlier thought, "I am precisely here composing a treatise on the non-existence of the Buddha." His wife Xiang said, "Since there is no Buddha, what need is there to compose a treatise on him?" The Duke had doubts about her words and ceased. Later, upon visiting a fellow official, he saw a Buddhist scripture and asked, "What book is this?" The official replied, "The Vimalakīrti-nirdeśa Sūtra." The Duke casually picked it up to read, and upon reaching the passage stating that "this illness does not belong to the earth element, nor is it apart from the earth element," he sighed and said, "I did not expect that foreign realms would possess such words!" The Duke borrowed it, returned home, and read it tirelessly. His wife Xiang said, "You should read it thoroughly, and only then compose your treatise on the non-existence of the Buddha." The Duke then turned his mind to the Chan school. While serving as Judicial Commissioner of Hedong, he went to Fen and paid homage to the pagoda of State Preceptor Dada. He dreamed of the State Preceptor receiving and guiding him with ease. Awakening, he read the master's recorded sayings, reading to the point where the State Preceptor asked Mazu about the mind-seal brought from the West, and Mazu replied, "Great Virtuous One, there is much commotion just now; go for a while." When the State Preceptor was leaving, Mazu called out, "Great Virtuous One!" The State Preceptor turned his head, and Mazu said, "What is this?" The Duke had an awakening. He composed a verse: / "'What is this?'—what Dharma is it? / Before Rāhula's hall, the lamp is fire. / Had Father Mazu not called him back, / He would almost have been seen through by Sudhana. / The Vairambha wind blows fierce, nine heavens high; / The egret's eyes are blind, and the fish slips by." / In the sixth year of the Yuanyou era \[1091\], he was dispatched on an official mission to Jiangzuo. He visited Donglin and called upon Zhaojue Changzong; they engaged in discussion for a long time. The Duke then asked, "Among the various mountains of Nanchang, who can be spoken with?" Zhaojue replied, "Yue of Doushuai and Xi of Yuxi." The Duke arrived at his post. In the eighth month, while inspecting his jurisdiction, he passed through Fenning, and various Chan masters came to welcome him. The Duke invited them all to mount the hall at Yunyan. He wrote a verse: / "The dynamic functioning of the Five Old Peaks gathers in one place, / Their divine blades hidden each within their sleeves. / Tomorrow, when the old general ascends the platform to watch, / Pray level your halberds and wage a battle!" / Yue mounted the seat last and penetrated the front ranks; the Duke was greatly delighted. He then went to Doushuai and arrived at the Imitation Waterfall Pavilion. The Duke asked, "What is this?" Yue said, "The Imitation Waterfall Pavilion." The Duke asked, "If you turn the bamboo tube around, where does the water go?" Yue replied, "Apprehend it right before your eyes!" The Duke fell into deep contemplation. Yue said, "The Buddhadharma is not this principle." When talking at night, the Duke said, "Lately, when reading the encounters of the one thousand seven hundred venerable masters in the Transmission of the Lamp, I only doubt Deshan's carrying of his alms bowl." Yue said, "If you doubt the story of carrying the bowl, the rest is merely mental calculation and conceptual understanding; how have you ever reached the realm of great peace and joy?" The Duke went to bed in resentment. At the fifth watch, suddenly dangling his feet, he kicked over the chamber pot; he thereupon was awakened to the previous dialogue. He immediately knocked on Yue's bedroom door, arrived, and said to Yue, "I have captured the thief!" Yue asked, "Where is the stolen loot?" The Duke knocked on the door three times. Yue said, "Go to sleep for now; we shall meet tomorrow." The next day, the Duke presented a verse saying: / "The drum is still, the bell submerged; he returns carrying his bowl; / Yantou's single thrust was words like thunder. / Truly he could live for only three years; / Could it be that he came having received his prophecy?" / Thereupon Yue burned incense and imparted to him a verse saying: / "In walking casually, / Every step is thusness. / Though abiding amidst sound and form, / How could you be caught in being or non-being? / The One Mind has no difference; / The myriad dharmas are not distinct. / Cease dividing essence and function; / Do not discriminate between refined and coarse. / Facing situations without obstruction, / Responding to things without constraint. / When sentiments of right and wrong are exhausted, / Both the mundane and holy are eliminated. / Who gains and who loses? / What is close and what is distant? / Taking the head and making it the tail; / Pointing to the real and calling it empty. / Turning your body in the realm of Māra; / Turning your feet on the path of delusion. / Utterly without adverse or favorable conditions, / Requiring no deliberate effort." / He further instructed him, saying, "In investigating Chan, because the life-root is not severed, one gives rise to conceptual understanding based on words. To such a Dharma you have already deeply awakened; however, when it comes to the most subtle and minute demons that cause a person unconsciously and unknowingly to fall into limitation, you should apply the whip even further." The Duke was deeply moved. In the eleventh month of this year, Yue entered extinction. Shortly after parting from Yue, the Duke was appointed Right Grand Councillor. That night, the comet disappeared, and after a prolonged drought it rained. Tang Zixi composed "Song of the Palace Gates," which was widely recited at the time. His poem said: / "Before the palace, carriages and horses cannot be parted; / Under the Wende Hall, the proclamation is declared. / The Vice Director of the Secretariat is appointed Right Grand Councillor; / The palace envoy escorts him to the Wenchang Platform. / Last night the Mao star's light shone through the window; / Tonight its sharp point is like a worn broom. / Tomorrow it turns into sweet rain; / The Son of Heaven rejoices at obtaining a master of cosmic harmony. / There is no need yet to establish the rites and music of the Duke of Zhou; / Dedicating oneself like Yao Chong and Song Jing is not bad either. / I have heard that in the year those two dukes became prime ministers, / Among the common folk a dou of rice cost three or four copper cash." / In the next year, in the second month of the xinchou year of Xuanhe \[1121\], the Duke memorialized for the posthumous title "Zhenji" \[True Serenity\], and sent an envoy with a funeral address to sacrifice at his pagoda. In brief, it said: "A few years ago, when on an official mission to Jiangxi inspecting the district of Xi'an, I met him in the Long'an Mountains. Clasping hands, we talked into the night, and I fully obtained the manifest resolution of the correct lineage of the ultimate great matter. Just as I was lamenting that our meeting came so late, the Master abruptly transformed and passed away. I regret that his fortune was not firmly established and his meritorious connections could not overcome his lifespan; yet I rejoice that his virtue cannot be obscured, so there will certainly be those who later cherish and extol it. Therefore, I petitioned the imperial court to graciously grant the posthumous title Chan Master Zhenji. Alas! It was only between the Master and me that spirits commingled and the Dao coincided, so I dare not forget it. As for his constant inspiring aspiration, though we are separated by life and death, we share the good fortune of receiving the Emperor's extraordinary favor. Looking up, I contemplate his awakened spirit receiving this glorious blessing." In the eleventh month of the fourth year of Xuanhe \[1122\], at dawn, he orally recited his posthumous memorial and ordered his sons and younger brothers to write it down. He further composed a verse saying: / "Illusionary form and court robes for eighty-one years; / Bubbles arising and bubbles bursting, known to none. / Crashing through empty space, I return! / The iron ox enters the sea without a trace." / Having spoken, he took his pillow and threw it against the door; the sound was like thunder. 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