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Volume 298 Biographies 186: Recluses

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Zhang Jiefu, Ni Zan, Xu Fang, Yang Heng, Chen Hui, Yang Yin, Wu Hai, Liu Min, Yang Fu, Sun Yiyuan, Shen Zhou, and Chen Jiru
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Han Yu wrote: "The second line of the Hexagram Jian reads, 'The king's ministers are in distress,' while the top line of Gu reads, 'Noble in his deeds'—for the age each man lived in was not the same, and the virtue each man embodied was not the same. Sages and worthies set their hearts on serving the world, while men of retirement take luxuriant withdrawal as their standard of conduct. Was their nature utterly different? Each simply followed his own resolve. When the Hongwu Emperor revived ritual and honored Confucian scholars, he recruited men of letters, sought out hermits in mountain caves, and waited eagerly for recluses to appear. Later he imposed penalties on those who refused to serve the throne, yet men who hid their tracks and kept their distance were never in short supply. By the mid-dynasty, in an age of peace, civilization had spread to every corner. Grand examinations and high offices cast the great net to gather the gifted, and none of the finest men among the people failed to behold the nation's splendor and present themselves at the royal court. Those who held rare gifts, hoarded learning, wasted their bodies among springs and stones, and turned their backs on the world could scarcely be named at all. Seen in this light, whether the age rises or falls turns on what fortune brings—was it not the times that shaped it? All those reached by summons and appointment whose learning and conduct were worthy of note have already appeared in scattered biographies elsewhere. Here several men of steadfast integrity and extraordinary character are gathered to form the "Biographies of Recluses."
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Zhang Jiefu
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Zhang Jiefu, courtesy name Ziqi, moved from Huaqing to the Wu region. As a youth he studied under Xu Heng. Both his parents died while he was young, and he lost all desire to pursue an official career. His family was poor, and in winter he could not afford a lined coat. When someone sent him cotton wadding for warmth, he refused it. Even the smallest courtesy had to be observed with strict propriety. When Zhang Shicheng entered Wu, a soldier broke into his home, but Jiefu sat upright and would not rise. A blade struck his face and he fell to the ground. When he came to, he put his cap back on and resumed his seat as if nothing had happened. The soldier was unnerved, took him for something uncanny, and fled. Jiefu feared his ancestors' graves would be disturbed and went to live in a hut beside them. Shicheng heard of him and wished to bring him into service, but could not. He sent his younger brother to inquire after him. Jiefu answered: "Take no joy in rebellion, covet no disaster sent by Heaven, and do not forget the nation. When gifts were sent to him, he firmly refused them. Later, when his illness grew critical, he told his friends: "My aspiration was to emulate the ancients, but I have not achieved it. Only that I have not been stained by my age—perhaps that much. With that he died.
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Ni Zan, courtesy name Yuanzhen, was a native of Wuxi. His family was immensely wealthy. He was accomplished in poetry and excelled at calligraphy and painting. Renowned men of letters from every quarter came to his door each day. His residence held a pavilion called Qingbi, secluded and utterly removed from the dust of the world. He kept several thousand volumes in his library, every one collated by his own hand. Ancient bronzes, masterworks of calligraphy, famous zithers, and extraordinary paintings were arrayed all around him. Flowers and trees of every season encircled the pavilion outside, and tall timber and slender bamboo rose in lush, deep beauty. He therefore styled himself the Recluse of Cloud Forest. He would often drink and compose poetry there with his guests. By nature he was fastidiously clean and never stopped washing his hands. When common visitors came to his lodge, he would wash wherever they had sat as soon as they left. Those seeking silk scrolls for his paintings came in an endless stream, and Zan would sometimes oblige them. At the beginning of the Zhizheng era, when the realm was at peace, he suddenly gave away his wealth to relatives and friends, and everyone thought it strange. Before long warfare broke out, and wealthy families were ruined one after another. Zan alone, in a small boat and bamboo hat, moved between Lake Zhen and the Three Marshes and suffered no harm. Zhang Shicheng repeatedly tried to lure him into service, but he escaped aboard fishing boats to avoid capture. His younger brother Shixin sent gifts begging for a painting, and Zan drove him away once more. Shixin was furious. One day, while touring the lake with his guests, he caught a strange fragrance rising from the reeds, suspected it was Zan, searched the fishing boats, and found him. They beat him nearly to death, yet he never uttered a word. When Wu was pacified, Zan was already old. In a Daoist cap and rustic dress he mingled among the common people. He died in the seventh year of Hongwu, at the age of seventy-four.
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鹿
Xu Fang, courtesy name Fangzhou, was a native of Tonglu. In youth he was rakish, fond of swordplay, horse-racing, and cuju. Later he repented of this and took up examination studies. Then he abandoned that as well and turned to writing songs and poetry. Mu had long produced many poets. In the Tang there were Fang Gan, Xu Ning, Li Pin, and Shi Jianwu; in the Song, Gao Shilu and Teng Yuanxiu—the so-called Muzhou school of poetry—and Fang took them all as models. He then traveled widely, befriended celebrated men, and his poetry grew ever more accomplished. Su Tianjue, provincial administration commissioner, was about to recommend him. Fang laughed and said: "I am only a poet—how can you bind me with official robes and regalia? In the end he slipped away and avoided appointment. He built a house on the riverbank and spent his days composing poetry amid drifting mist and cloud, detached as if cut off from the world. He therefore styled himself the Wanderer of the Cang River. When Song Lian, Liu Ji, Ye Chen, and Zhang Yi were traveling to answer the imperial summons, their boat went up the Tong River. Suddenly a man in a yellow cap and deerskin cloak stood on the bank, beckoned to Ji with a laugh, and spoke to him in mocking tones. Ji saw him from afar and hastily invited him aboard. Chen and Yi joined in merry banter, each took cap and robe and dressed him in them, and wanted to carry him upriver to Yichuan, but the man refused and they desisted. Lian did not know him at first and asked who he was. Ji said: "This is Xu Fangzhou. Lian then rose and joined in laughter, poured wine, and they parted. Fang's poetry survives in two collections, Yaolin and Cangjiang. He was sixty-eight years old when he died at home in the spring of the bingwu year.
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退鹿鹿
Yang Heng, courtesy name Benchu, was a native of Zhuji. His mother's clan, the Fang family, built a charity school and housed traveling scholars from every quarter. Heng went there as a boy to study the classics and always grasped their essentials at once. His writing was austere and refined, and his reputation spread throughout the district. The Zheng family of Pujiang invited him to serve as their teacher. After ten years he retired to Bailu Mountain, wore a palm-fiber cap and sheepskin cloak, carried the classics while farming amid mist and rain, and sang for his own delight. He styled himself the Man of White Deer. After the Taizu had pacified eastern Zhejiang, he appointed Luan Feng to administer the prefecture. Feng asked him to serve as teacher of the prefectural school, but Heng firmly declined and would not accept. Feng then ordered the young men of the prefecture to come to Heng's home to study the Way. Whenever governance fell short, Feng would send letters seeking his counsel. Later, when Tang Duo governed Shaoxing, he wished to summon Heng to office, but Heng again firmly declined. When Song Lian became a Hanlin academician, he planned to recommend Heng as teacher of the National University, but hearing that he would accept no appointment from prefecture or district, he let the matter drop. Heng was by nature sincere and earnest; in conversation he laid bare his heart without reserve. Whenever a matter fell even slightly short of right principle, he would rebuke it in stern words. His household held scarcely a bushel of grain, yet he was scrupulous in the face of wealth, and the villagers took him as their standard of conduct.
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鹿
At the time there was also Chen Hui, a native of Yiwu. In youth he studied the classics; as an adult he mastered the teachings of the hundred schools. At first he wished to win fame through official achievement; later he withdrew from the world, wore the azure-cloud cap and white-deer cloak, and would have no more dealings with worldly affairs. His dwelling lay beside a great stream surrounded by tall bamboo, and he styled himself the Recluse of Bamboo Stream. He often took a small boat, played a short flute, and when he finished would strike the gunwale and sing, utterly content in his own world. Song Lian wrote biographies for both Yang Heng and Chen Hui.
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Yang Yin was a native of Jishui. He loved learning and was accomplished in poetry and prose, and was praised by Song Lian and Tao An. The imperial son-in-law Lu Xian studied under him, and when Xian entered court his bearing was dignified and refined. The Taizu was pleased and asked who had taught him. Xian named Yin, and Yin was immediately summoned to audience and given a meal. Another day Xian came to see him in informal dress. Yin sighed deeply and said: "His heart has turned away from me—I cannot remain here much longer. When he was summoned again to join the compilation project, he again refused. In teaching his students, he put conduct before literary accomplishment. He once displayed the Xiangdang chapter of the Analects to others and said: "My teaching has its own way of nurturing life—why bother with breathing exercises and postures? He regulated his food and drink and kept regular movement and rest, and to the end of his life his sight and hearing never failed. After his death, Liu Qiu of Anfu praised his learning for probing the origin of the Way, his writing as a model for later ages, and his conduct in withdrawal and emergence as bearing the unmistakable spirit of Tao Qian and Xu Zhi.
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Wu Hai, courtesy name Chaozong, was a native of Min County. In the late Yuan he was famed for learning and conduct. When bandits rose throughout the realm, he abandoned all thought of an official career. In the early Hongwu period the local officials wished to recommend him to court, but he firmly declined. Later he was summoned to the historiography bureau and again firmly declined. He once said: "Yang Zhu, Mozi, Buddhism, and Daoism are enemies of the sage's Way; Guan Zhong, Shang Yang, Shen Buhai, and Han Fei are enemies of good governance; unofficial histories and wild records are enemies of orthodox history; florid and seductive writings are enemies of true literature. Those in authority should order great ministers versed in the classics to assemble the Confucian scholars, fix the approved categories of books, and promulgate them throughout the realm, so that the people may not keep what is not on the list and markets may not sell what is forbidden. If this were done for several years, scholars would grow up untouched by heterodox learning. In nurturing virtue and forming talent, would this not be a great benefit? He therefore wrote a book in one fascicle called Writings as Calamity to expound this view. He was on good terms with Wang Han of Yongfu. Han had once served the Yuan. Hai repeatedly urged him to take his own life, and Han did so. Hai raised and educated Han's son Cheng, who in the end grew into a fully accomplished man. In daily life he was open-minded and delighted in doing good. When someone pointed out a fault, he gladly corrected it at once, and named his study Hearing Fault. His writing was austere, orderly, and elegant, always grounded in principle, and later students all looked up to him as a model. His collected works, the Hearing Fault Studio Collection, circulated in his day.
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Liu Min, courtesy name Zixian, was a native of Putian. From birth he was pure and sincere. Orphaned early, he abandoned the civil examinations, sought out the ways in which ancient sages cultivated themselves and instructed their households, and followed them in all things. His grandmother and father had died but their funerals had not yet been performed. He abstained from wine and meat and kept away from wife and home. He taught in a neighboring district, but on the first and fifteenth of each month he returned home and wailed at the place where the coffins lay. He did this for three years. When his wife fell out of his mother's favor, he sent her away and lived alone to care for his mother. When his mother was ill, he never removed his clothes. When his mother grew angry, he would straighten his clothes and kneel all night before her couch. In sacrifices and offerings he followed the ancient rites in every detail, and the villagers all held him in reverence. Vice Commissioner Luo Jing established a community school, built a Hall for Nurturing Parents, and invited Min to serve as teacher. Education Intendant Zhou Mengzhong donated his salary to help support Min's mother. Whenever Prefect Wang Bi performed sacrifices at the temple and altar of soil and grain, he would invite Min to join him in ritual fasting, saying: "With this man present, private motives naturally vanish. Wang set aside more than twenty mu of fields to support him, and Min accepted the gift without declining. When his mother died, he immediately returned the fields to the government and lived in a mourning hut beside her tomb for three years. His younger brother's wife sought to divide the family property. Min shut the door and beat himself in remonstrance, and the woman, moved to repentance, desisted.
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Yang Fu was a native of Taihe in Yunnan. He loved learning and read each of the Five Classics a hundred times. He was skilled in seal and ancient script and fond of Buddhist scriptures. When someone urged him to take the civil examinations, he laughed and said: "If one does not put one's nature and fate in order, is one putting external things in order? Before his courtyard stood a great cassia tree. He bound boards in its branches and inscribed it Cassia Tower. He lay back within it, singing poetry in perfect contentment. He personally farmed several mu to provide savory food for his parents, seeking only their delight and caring for nothing else. He annotated the Classic of Filial Piety in tens of thousands of words, citing books from every tradition and grounding it in nature and fate. Every character was written in small seal script. Once, when his inkstone had dried and he was about to go downstairs for water, the ink pool suddenly filled. After that it happened constantly, and people of the time all marveled at it. When his parents died he worked as a hired laborer until their burial was complete, then entered Chicken Foot Mountain and lived in the stone grottoes of Luohan Cliff for more than ten years. He lived to the age of eighty. His son Xun welcomed him home. One day he bathed, had his descendants bow before him, and said: "Tomorrow I depart. And so he died.
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Sun Yiyuan
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Sun Yiyuan, courtesy name Taichu, was of unknown origin. When asked where he came from, he said: "I am a man of Qin. He once lived on the summit of Mount Taibai and therefore styled himself the Man of Taibai Mountain. Some say he was a clansman of the Prince of Anhua. When the prince was executed for sedition, he changed his name to escape persecution. Yiyuan's gifts were extraordinary. He was skilled in poetry, his bearing elegant and bright, his tracks strange and uncanny. In a black cap and white headcloth, carrying an iron flute and a wine gourd, he traveled throughout the central plains, east beyond Qi and Lu, south across the Yangtze and Huai, through Jing to Wu and Yue. Wherever he went he composed poetry, spoke of immortals, and discussed affairs of the age, often overwhelming everyone seated with him. Fei Hong of Qianshan, having left the chancellorship, visited him at Nanping Mountain in Hangzhou. Finding him asleep in broad daylight, Hong spoke with him there in his bed. When Yiyuan escorted him to the door, he made no reply at all. Hong went out and told others: "In all my life I have never met a man like this. At the time Liu Lin had returned home after leaving office as prefect, and Long Ni had retired from his post as commissioner. Both were staying in Huzhou and were friendly with the former censor Ling Kun of the prefecture, while Wu Qiong of Changxing lived in seclusion and loved to entertain guests. All three presided as hosts in Qiong's home. Qiong therefore invited Yiyuan into their circle and called them the Five Recluses of Tiaoxi. Yiyuan bought fields beside the stream and planned to grow old there. The juren Shi Kan was on excellent terms with Yiyuan and gave him his wife's younger sister, née Zhang, in marriage. She bore a daughter and then died. Yiyuan was only thirty-seven. Qiong and the others buried him on Mount Daochang.
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西 仿
Shen Zhou, courtesy name Qinan, was a native of Changzhou. His grandfather Cheng was recommended as a man of talent in the Yongle era but refused to accept office. His dwelling was called West Manor. Each day he set out wine to entertain guests, and people compared him to Gu Zhongying. His father's elder brother Zhenji and his father Hengji both refused office and lived in seclusion. They built the Bamboo Dwelling, where the brothers studied together. They were skilled in poetry and painting, and even the household servants understood letters and brushwork. A townsman named Chen Mengxian was the son of Chen Jizhi, master of the Five Classics. Zhou studied under him in youth and received his instruction. At the age of eleven he traveled to the southern capital, composed a poem in a hundred rhymes, and presented it to Surveillance Commissioner Cui Gong. Gong tested him in person on the Rhapsody of Phoenix Terrace. Zhou took up the brush and finished at once, and Gong marveled greatly. When he grew up, there was no book he did not read. His prose modeled Zuo Qiuming, his poetry Bai Juyi, Su Shi, and Lu You, and his calligraphy Huang Tingjian. All were loved and esteemed in his day. He was especially skilled in painting, and critics called him the finest painter of the Ming age.
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The prefect wished to recommend Zhou as a worthy and able man. Zhou divined with the Book of Changes and obtained the fifth line of Dun, and so resolved to withdraw from the world. His dwelling had the beauty of water, bamboo, pavilions, and halls. Books, bronzes, and ritual vessels filled it in profusion. Famous men from every quarter visited without a vacant day, and his elegant literary brilliance illuminated the age. In serving his parents he was supremely filial. When his father died, some urged him to take office. He replied: "Do you not know that my mother lives for me alone? How could I leave her side? He always disliked entering the city and set up a traveling hut outside the wall. When he had business in town, he would go there only once. In his later years he hid his tracks, fearing they were not deep enough. The surveillance commissioners Wang Shu and Peng Li in succession treated him with ritual respect and wished to keep him on their staffs, but he declined both on the grounds that his mother was old.
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A prefect summoned painters to decorate the walls of a building. A villager who bore ill will toward Zhou entered his name on the roster, and Zhou was seized for corvée labor. Some urged Zhou to visit powerful patrons to escape service. Zhou said: "Going to perform labor is one's duty. Visiting powerful patrons—would that not be a greater shame? In the end he completed the labor service and returned home. Later the prefect went to audience in the capital, and the Board of Personnel asked: "Is Master Shen well? The prefect did not know how to answer and casually replied: "He is well." When he met the Grand Secretariat, Li Dongyang said: "Has Master Shen sent a memorial?" The prefect was still more astonished and again answered casually: "There is one, but it has not yet arrived." After leaving the audience, the prefect hurried to visit Vice Minister Wu Kuan and asked: "Who is Master Shen?" Kuan described him in full detail. Inquiring of those beside him, the prefect learned that he was the wall-painting laborer. When he returned home, he visited Zhou's house, bowed twice and acknowledged his fault, asked for a meal, was fed, and left. Because of his mother, Zhou never traveled far in all his life. His mother died at the age of ninety-nine, and Zhou was also eighty. Three years later, in the fourth year of Zhengde, he died.
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Chen Jiru
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Chen Jiru, courtesy name Zhongchun, was a native of Huating in Songjiang. In youth he was exceptionally bright and able to write essays. Xu Jie of the same prefecture especially valued him. As an adult he became a student and was equally famed with Dong Qichang. Wang Xijue of Taicang invited him to study on Mount Zhijin with his son Heng. Wang Shizhen also greatly esteemed Jiru, and celebrated gentlemen of the Three Wu all vied to have him as teacher or friend. Jiru was clear-sighted and lofty in spirit. At only twenty-nine he took his Confucian cap and robes and burned them. He lived in seclusion on the south slope of Kunshan, built a shrine to the two Lu brothers, and had a thatched hall of several bays where he burned incense and sat at ease, his mind broad and clear. At the time Gu Xiancheng of Wuxi lectured at the Donglin Academy and invited him, but Jiru declined. When his parents died he buried them at the foot of Mount Shen, then built a house on East She Mountain, shut his door to write, and resolved to end his days there. He was skilled in poetry and prose. His short letters and brief lyrics all reached the utmost elegance, and he could also paint. Moreover he was broadly learned and had a powerful memory. The classics and histories, the masters, technical arts, unofficial histories, and the teachings of Buddhism and Daoism—none escaped his careful examination. Sometimes he culled trivial anecdotes and obscure matters, arranged them into books, and readers near and far all vied to purchase and copy them. Not a day passed without someone seeking his poetry or prose. By nature he delighted in encouraging scholars. Visitors' shoes often filled the space outside his door, and with even a brief reply none failed to depart satisfied. In his leisure he joined Daoist priests and old monks to explore the beauties of peaks and the Mao waterways, chanting and whistling until he forgot to return. His footsteps rarely entered the city. Qichang built the Laizhong Tower to invite him there. Huang Daozhou in a memorial praised him as having "lofty and elegant aspirations, broad learning and wide accomplishment—none equal to Jiru." Such was the esteem in which he was held. Vice Minister Shen Yan and various eminent officials among censors and supervising secretaries successively recommended him, saying Jiru's Way was lofty and his years advanced, and that he should be invited as Wu Yubi had been. He received repeated imperial summons to office, but each time declined on grounds of illness. He died at the age of eighty-two, having drawn up his own final instructions down to the last detail.
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