續傳燈錄 34.39

34.39

潭州大溈咦庵鑑禪師。會稽人也。上堂。木落霜空天寒水冷。釋迦老子無處藏身。拆東籬補西壁。撞著不空見菩薩。請示念佛三昧。也甚奇怪。却向道。金色光明雲。參退喫茶去。上堂。老胡開一條路。甚生徑直。秖云。歇即菩提性淨明心不從人得。後人不得其門。一向奔馳南北往復東西。極歲窮年無箇歇處。諸人還歇得麼。休休。上堂舉。晦堂和尚一日問僧。甚處來。曰南雄州。堂曰。出來作甚麼曰尋訪尊宿。堂曰不如歸鄉好。曰未審和尚令某歸鄉意旨如何。堂曰。鄉里三錢買一片魚鮓如手掌大。師曰。寧可碎身如微塵。終不瞎箇師僧眼。晦堂較些子。有般漢便道。熟處難忘有甚共語處。上堂舉。罽賓國王問師子尊者蘊空公案。師頌曰。尊者何曾得蘊空。罽賓徒自斬春風。桃花雨後已零落。染得一溪流水紅。

Chan Master Dagui Yi'an Jian of Tanzhou was a native of Kuaiji. He ascended the hall: 'Leaves fall into a frosty sky, the weather is cold and the water chill. Old Shakya has nowhere to hide his body. Tearing down the eastern fence to patch the western wall, he runs into Bodhisattva Amoghadarśin asking for an instruction on the mindfulness-of-Buddha samādhi—most strange! Instead, one says to him: "Golden-colored clouds of radiant light! Retreat from the interview and go drink tea!"' Ascending the hall: 'The Old Barbarian opened a single path, exceedingly direct. He merely said, "Ceasing is bodhi; the pure, bright mind of nature is not obtained from others." Later people fail to enter its gate, perpetually running south and north, shuttling east and west, through year after year without a place to cease. Can you people cease? Stop, stop!' Ascending the hall, he cited: 'One day Master Huitang asked a monk, "Where do you come from?" The monk said, "Nanxiong Prefecture." Huitang said, "What did you come out for?" He said, "To seek out venerable elders." Huitang said, "It would be better to return home." The monk said, "I wonder what the Upādhyāya's meaning is in having me return home?" Huitang said, "In your home region, three coins buy a slice of preserved fish the size of a palm."' The master said: 'Better that one's body be crushed into fine dust than ever blind a monk's eye. Huitang fell somewhat short. There is a sort of fellow who would then say, "Familiar places are hard to forget"—what is there to discuss with them?' Ascending the hall, he cited the gong'an of the King of Jibin questioning Venerable Āryasiṃha about the emptiness of the aggregates. The master praised it in verse: 'How did the Venerable One ever attain the emptiness of the aggregates? / The King of Jibin merely severed the spring breeze in vain. / After the rain, the peach blossoms have already scattered, / Dyeing a whole stream of flowing water red.'