續傳燈錄 30.16

30.16

慶元府育王無示介諶禪師。溫州張氏子。謝知事上堂。尺頭有寸鑑者猶稀。秤尾無星且莫錯認。若欲定古今輕重較佛祖短長。但請於中著一隻眼果能。一尺還他十寸。八兩元是半斤。自然內外和平家國無事。山僧今日已是兩手分付。汝等諸人還肯信受奉行也無。尺量刀剪遍世間。誌公不是閑和尚。上堂。文殊智普賢行。多年曆日。德山棒臨濟喝。亂世英雄。汝等諸人穿僧堂入佛殿。還知嶮過鐵圍關麼。忽然踏著釋迦頂𩕳。磕著聖僧額頭。不免一場禍事。上堂。我若說有爾為有礙。我若說無爾為無礙。我若橫說爾又跨不過。我若竪說爾又跳不出。若欲叢林平怙大家無事。不如推倒育王。且道育王如何推得倒去。召大眾曰。著力著力。復曰。苦哉苦哉。育王被人推倒了也。還有路見不平拔劍相為底麼。若無山僧不免自倒自起擊拂子下座。師性剛毅涖眾有古法。時以諶鐵面稱之。

Chan Master Wushi Jiechen of Yuwang in Qingyuan Prefecture was a son of the Zhang family in Wenzhou. Giving thanks to the monastic officers, he ascended the hall [and said], "Those who discern the marks on a ruler are still rare; do not mistakenly reckon the unmarked end of the steelyard balance. If you wish to weigh ancient and modern or measure Buddhas and patriarchs, just apply one eye to it. If you can truly render ten inches to a foot, and see that eight ounces are originally half a catty, then naturally within and without there will be peace, and house and country will be free from trouble. Today this mountain monk has already handed it over with both hands; are all of you willing to faithfully accept and practice it, or not? Rulers measure and shears cut throughout the world; Master Zhi was no idle upādhyāya." Ascending the hall, [he said], "Mañjuśrī's wisdom and Samantabhadra's practice are old calendars from years past. Deshan's stick and Linji's shout are heroes of a chaotic age. All of you pass through the monks' hall and enter the Buddha shrine—do you know that this is more perilous than the Iron Enclosure Pass? If you suddenly tread upon Śākyamuni's crown or bump against the sacred monk's forehead, you cannot avoid a great disaster." Ascending the hall, [he said], "If I speak of existence, it obstructs you; if I speak of non-existence, you take it as unhindered. If I speak horizontally, you cannot step across; if I speak vertically, you cannot leap out. If you wish for the monastic community to be tranquil and everyone free of trouble, it would be better to push down Yuwang. But tell me: how can Yuwang be pushed down?" Calling to the assembly, he said, "Apply your strength! Apply your strength!" He further said, "How bitter, how bitter! Yuwang has been pushed down by someone! Is there anyone who sees injustice on the road and draws his sword to help? If not, this mountain monk cannot avoid falling down and getting up by himself." Striking with his whisk, he descended the seat. The Master was steadfast by nature and presided over the community according to ancient models; at the time, people called him 'Iron-Faced Chen'.