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Volume 501 Biographies 288: Recluses 2

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Li Kongzhao, Shan Zhechang, Cui Zhoutian, Liu Jining, Liu Yongxi, and Peng Zhican.
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Xu Fang, Dai Yi, Li Tianzhi, Li Chang, Hong Chu, Gu Rouqian and his son Zuyu, Mao Xiang, and Chen Zhenhui.
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Qi Bansun and his elder brother Qi Lisun, Wang Ping, Yu Zengyuan, Zhou Qizeng, Fu Shan (courtesy name Zimei), and Fei Mi.
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Wang Hongzhuan, Du Jun and his younger brother Kan, Guo Duxian, Tao Runai, Li Shixiong, and Tan Qian.
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Li Kongzhao, styled Guangsi, came from Jizhou. Solitary and uncompromising by nature, he spent his days teaching pupils and championing Neo-Confucian doctrine. He became a jinshi in the fifteenth year of Chongzhen. As the times grew worse day by day, he declined the palace audience and donated the stipend for his memorial arch to the army. He took his mother into seclusion on Mount Pan and supported them both by gathering firewood with his own hands. When his mother fell ill, he cut flesh from his own thigh to make a medicine for her. After the fall of the northern capital, he wore undyed mourning and wept in the open country for three full years. When Jizhou fell, his wife Wang died in the calamity. He never took another wife for the rest of his life. He changed his haunts again and again, and no one knew who he was.
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Early in the Qing, the throne called for surviving elders of the Ming. Regional officials memorialized him again and again, yet he refused to appear. One day the authorities sent a clerk with letters and gifts. On the way he met a man carrying firewood, hailed him, and asked, "Do you know Jinshi Li?" The woodcutter pressed him until he learned why he had come, then pointed off into the distance and walked away. When the clerk reached the house, no one was there. A neighbor said, "He was right in front of you and you missed him. The man carrying firewood you met—that was Jinshi Li!" They searched for him again and again afterward, but never found him. There was a xiucai who, whenever the examination caravan was due to leave, would refuse to go, saying, "If I set foot outside the city gate, how could I bear to face Li Guangsi?"
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Just then the county was launching a public works project and drafting laborers from every household. They pressed Kongzhao into service. He said, "I am not strong enough for this work. I will pay a substitute fee instead." The clerk took the money and went away. A few days later Grand Secretary Du Lede learned that Kongzhao was in the county and hurried to visit him. When the clerk heard of it, he rushed over to beg forgiveness. Kongzhao said, "No one here has ever heard of a Jinshi Li. You must have the wrong man." After that he hid his tracks all the more closely, appearing sometimes in Daoist garb and sometimes in scholar's robes. Few people ever caught sight of him. Only Shan Zhechang, Cui Zhoutian, and Liu Jining of Baodi—men of the highest character—were his close friends, and they never let a year go by without meeting.
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Zhechang, styled Weiqi. His literary fame rivaled Kongzhao's. He had long held a government stipend as a student of the academy. After the Qing conquest he never took the examinations again. Du Lede tried to summon him but could not. He wandered the countryside with Kongzhao alone, singing laments full of grief and rage. Whatever he wrote he burned at once and never showed anyone. He died of grief in the end.
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Zhoutian, styled Xiling. During the Shunzhi reign he was nominated as a tribute student but declined to sit for the examination. He built a tower and filled it with ten thousand volumes of rare books and rubbings of stone and bronze inscriptions, spending his days chanting and singing there. He once visited Mount Pan and sat with Kongzhao among the trees and boulders, laughing and talking together. Kongzhao sometimes stayed at his home as well. Zhoutian had his son observe the rites due a teacher, and he welcomed Kongzhao's mother and cared for her as if she were his own.
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Jining, styled Duian. From youth he was known for his sense of justice and carried himself like the chivalrous men of old. He once paid a large sum to ransom two women in distress and found suitable husbands for them. In famine years he cooked porridge to feed the starving. He treated Zhoutian like a brother, always helping him in times of need, and Zhoutian never made a fuss of thanking him. In his later years he went to Mount Pan in search of a teacher for his son, tracked down Kongzhao, and found him. He invited Kongzhao to his home and had his three sons study under him. In his free time he feasted and sang with Zhoutian for pleasure. Yet whenever he thought of his mother, he would ride home at once, even in the dead of night, and could not stop himself. In his later years he came to love Tao Yuanming's poetry and took the sobriquet Hermit Weng. One day, while lecturing his disciples on Mencius's "Fully Devoting the Mind," he said, "This is the transmission of the mind-method!" He died as soon as he had spoken. His disciples privately honored him with the posthumous title Master Anjie.
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Liu Yongxi, styled Qiner, known as Shengan, came from Wei County. He passed the provincial examination in the yihai year of Chongzhen and served as director of studies at Changzhou. When the Southern Capital fell, he took his wife Li into hiding at Xiangcheng. A senior official came to his home and tried to force him into service. Yongxi stripped to the waist and glared at him. "I am a man of the heartland," he said. "At twenty I crossed the Zhang River and climbed Mount Daqi, riding hard with my scabbard clashing at my side. Who among the heroes of the two rivers does not know my name? Do you mean to dishonor me?" He seized the sword from the wall and tried to cut his own throat. His disciples seized him and stopped him. He told his wife, "If they come again, you and I will settle the matter on the spot at once!" They each tore off a strip of silk and kept it in their hands. Before long they moved to the shore of Yangcheng Lake. He, his wife, his son Lin, and his daughter Zhen wove mats to live on. Whenever people in the market saw Yongxi bringing in his mats, they called him Master Mat. Food ran out and they often went without cooking. When grain was sent to them, he refused it unless it came from someone he respected, and their hardship grew worse. His daughter had been betrothed but not yet married. After the chaos she feared being violated and starved herself to death. His wife wept herself into illness over the girl and died as well. His servants, caught in the floods and short of food, starved to death one after another or fled. An old servant came from Wei County and urged him to go home. "Your house is still standing," he said. Yongxi said, "It is not that I do not want to go back. I came here on my lord's commission. By duty I cannot leave this place a single step." He told his son and daughter-in-law to take the old servant home. "The duty to our ancestors' graves is yours," he said. He waved them off. Famine made food ever harder to come by. He mixed chaff and bran into whatever he could cook. After Lin returned home he could not stop thinking of his father. He borrowed a hundred taels of gold and raced to bring them to him. On the way his horse bolted, he was thrown to the ground, and died.
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Yongxi had once been a striking figure. Now he was wasted to the bone. Mourning that he had no home left, he bought a broken boat and drifted on the rivers and lakes. Once he poled his boat into midstream, beat the oars, and sang: "Against the midstream current—gathering water-chestnuts. I call to my lord and my father—no one answers. My body is a starving man's—heaven has willed it. Grief wells in my heart—tears burst forth." He sang again: "The white sun sinks over empty wilds; I chase wild ducks and geese and keep company with cattle and sheep. What heart has a man like me to think of going home?" His voice was fierce with grief, and all who heard him were moved to tears. Minister Qian Qianyi, moved by his poverty, invited him to come. Yongxi said, "The Minister was head of the party and enjoyed the emperor's trust. When the court sought a chief minister, the Son of Heaven looked to him as another Yi Yin or Fu Yue. Has he truly forgotten that?" He refused and did not go. In the end he starved until he could no longer rise. One night he cried out "Emperor Lie" three times and died. It was autumn in the eleventh year of Shunzhi. His disciples Xu Sheng of Changzhou and Chen Sandao, and his friend Lu Hong of Changshu, arranged his funeral and buried him at Shantang on Tiger Hill, with his wife and daughter buried beside him.
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Peng Zhican, styled Liaofan, was a licentiate of Li County. After the jiashen year he took his wife to Raoyang and taught in a village school. Before long his wife and son died one after another. He went to Sumen and became a companion of Sun Qifeng. His nature, however, could not abide the world. He loved solitary meditation. If someone invited him to stay in their home, the noise of the marketplace drove him away at once. He once traveled south of the Yellow River. Han Dingye put him up in a monastery for more than a year, but he left again. Alone he carried his gourd, hat, books, and maps, wandering to Mount Song, Mount Shao, Mount Wangwu, and other famous peaks. On Jiushan he fasted for several days. Qifeng brought him to Xiafeng and urged him to go home and spend his old age by his ancestors' graves. Zhican said, "When I left home I swore at my ancestors' graves that I would never return. If I cannot die by drowning in the eastern sea or perishing on the western hills, I have no regret even if I die in a ditch by the roadside!" In the sixth month of the fifteenth year of Shunzhi he died at last beneath the stone pillar northeast of Xiaotai. Qifeng had an inscription cut in stone recording what had happened and set it on the grave: "Tomb of the Starving Man." Zhican, together with Zhang Guozhong of Rongcheng and Li Changhe of Xihua, were known as the Three Worthies of Sumen."
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Xu Fang, styled Zhaofa, came from Changzhou. His father Qian was Junior Mentor under the Ming and died for the dynasty. His story is told in full in the History of the Ming. Fang passed the provincial examination in the renwu year of Chongzhen. When Qian died for the dynasty, Fang wanted to die with him. Qian said: "I cannot but die. You may live out your days as a farmer—that is enough!" From then on he hid in the mountains in plain cloth and straw sandals, and never entered a city for the rest of his life. When he visited Mount Lingyan he loved its open vistas and settled above a stream, where he lived out his old age. Fang, Shen Shoumin of Xuancheng, and Chao Mingsheng of Jiaxing were known throughout the realm as the "Three Loyalist Survivors." His calligraphy followed Sun Guoting; his painting looked to Juran, with occasional debts to Ni Zan and Huang Gongwang, and he styled himself the Qin Remnant Mountain Man. He once sent Wang Shizhen a single lingzhi fungus; Shizhen commemorated the gift with three poems for his study, pairing them with Jin Xiaozhang's painting of plum blossoms and Wang Jie's cursive calligraphy. Yet he was stern and unbending by nature, kept his door barred, and refused all contact with the outside world. When Tang Bin of Suizhou became governor-general of Jiangnan, he left his mounted escort behind and came to call on Fang, who hid and refused to see him. Bin entered his hall anyway, sat there unmoving for hours, recited the Book of Songs poem "White Colt" to the empty room, gazed about with a long sigh, and left. Cai Yurong, governor-general of Chuan and Hu, wrote from Jingzhou requesting a painting; Fang replied by letter, sent the gift back, and never produced the work. He wrote back: "Your Excellency is another Yin Zhongkan—but I am no more willing to paint than Gu Kaizhi was for his officials. Those were the only people he kept company with: Shen Shoumin, Jiang Kai of Laiyang, his fellow townsman Yang Wujiu, his disciple Pan Lei of Wujiang, and the monk Hong Chu of Mount Heng.
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His family was destitute and often without grain; he bore hunger and cold and would not take a thread or a grain from anyone. When Fang was in dire need, Hong Chu would help him along; Fang said, "This is the pure sustenance of one outside the world." —and he never refused a single gift from him. He kept a donkey that seemed to understand what he wanted. Whenever he needed something for daily life, he would load a basket on the donkey's back with scrolls of his own painting and calligraphy and send it on its way. The donkey went by itself and halted at the city gate, never stepping a foot inside the walls. People who saw it would hurry over, crying, "The recluse's donkey is here!" They would take the scrolls at once, fill the basket with whatever daily goods were wanted, and send the donkey home loaded—a routine that never varied. He died at seventy-three.
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When Song Luo of Shangqiu was governor of Wu, Fang left instructions in advance: "Commissioner Song knows me well—if I die, do not accept any funeral gift from him." Song did send money for a coffin, just as Fang had foreseen, but the family refused it to the end. When he died, his family was too poor to bury him. One day a recluse came from Wulin to pay his respects and offered to handle the burial; he too was poor, but excelled at seal and clerical script, and took a rented room in the prefectural city. He sold his calligraphy to pay for the funeral, charging a hundred cash per sheet. After two years of saving he was able to bury Fang at the foot of Mount Qingzhi and gave the leftover money to the family. He told them, "I thought of borrowing from a wealthy family, but feared the Master would have been disgusted—so I wore out my wrist instead; you know he would have approved." As soon as the burial was done he left without giving his name. Someone who knew him exclaimed, "That was Dai Yi of Shanyin!"
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Dai Yi, styled Nazhi. In his youth he had studied under Liu Zongzhou; he had come to the Suzhou region and was already past seventy. He had six sons but would not live on their support, keeping only one son and a hundred battered volumes of books with him. The money he earned from selling calligraphy he hoarded penny by penny and never spent a single cash carelessly. One old servant, unable to bear the hunger, would run away. He was living on charity in a monastery, and whenever Fang's name came up he would burst into tears. He once sailed the Qili Rapids, climbed Yan Ziling's Fishing Terrace, wrote a poem there, and sang and wept by turns. Sometimes he went a whole day without food and would gather wild ferns to eat. He would dip a gourd for water and drink it seated among ancient pines and boulders.
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Li Tianzhi, styled Yinzhong, came from Pinghu. He passed the provincial examination in the guiyou year of Chongzhen. He later changed his name to Que and took the style Qianfu. After 1644 he gave away his remaining forty mu of land, his house, and all the furnishings to his son Zhen by a later marriage and to his daughter; he and his wife withdrew separately to Mount Chen, never set foot in town again, and taught village boys for their keep. After ten years a monk opened a public hall nearby and the noise drove him back to Mirage Garden, where he lived by selling his writing; when that was not enough, he and his wife wove palm-fiber and bamboo baskets to make ends meet. Sympathizers offered him a monthly allowance of fuel and grain, but he firmly refused. Local officials, admiring his integrity, came to call on him, but he would climb over the wall to get away. Everything he wrote in verse or prose was an elegy for those who had died for the dynasty since 1644. Mirage Garden was a beauty spot at Zhapu where one could look out and see the phantom city rise on the sea.
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Ten years later the family was poorer still; he sold the garden and moved into a monastery until kinsmen bought it back for him; only then did he and his wife live together again, he being seventy by then. His son Zhen had also given up his degree candidacy and would not accept a single coin that was not earned honestly. The old couple sat white-haired face to face, and when food ran out they would sigh, "My life has been a burden from the first—I am only waiting for the end." If food was offered by someone he did not respect, he would refuse it to the end. Asked about his funeral, he said, "Like Yang Wangsun—what need of a coffin!"
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Ten years on, only two rooms of Mirage Garden remained; he was deaf in both ears, tormented by stomach trouble, and lay on his back all day. When visitors came he conversed with them by writing on a whitewashed board. Wei Xi came from Jiangxi to his cottage; Tianzhi handed him a writing board, and when Xi had finished writing his name Tianzhi strained to open his eyes, looked hard at the signature, and wept—and Xi wept too. They had no grain at all; Xi found half a tael of silver in his purse and offered it, but Tianzhi refused five times until Xi insisted, "This is no robber's loot!" Only then did Tianzhi take it. He bought rice, cooked a meal, they ate together, and parted. On leaving, Xi asked the scholar Zhou Yun and Vice Minister Cao Rong to organize friends to keep grain coming and to arrange his funeral; when Xu Fang heard of it he said, "Mr. Li will not eat another man's bread—let him starve if that is his wish." Soon afterward Zhou Yun arrived with grain, and Tianzhi refused it just as firmly. When Xi heard of this he said, "How shallow I was—thinking myself a man of principle!" At Zhapu there lived Zheng Yingyuan, proud and aloof; he and Tianzhi called each other friends of iron and stone. Two years earlier Zheng had frozen to death in the snow; now Tianzhi starved to death as well. On his deathbed he said, "I have nothing to be ashamed of before my old friend!" It was the eleventh year of the Kangxi reign. He was eighty-two. He was buried at Niuchiao. His writings include the Collected Writings of Mirage Garden and the Gazetteer of the Nine Mountains of Zhapu.
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Hong Chu, who bore the adopted surname Li and was styled Jiaqi, came from Xinghua; his birth name had been Li. His family had originally been surnamed Li. His father Jiazhao and Li Changhe of the Central Plains, shamed at sharing the rebels' surname Li, both took the character Li instead; people called them "the Two Lis." Hong Chu had entered the clergy in his youth; when Nanjing fell, many Ming loyalists took up arms and he aided them; he was arrested but released, and went on as before. When people cautioned him he would say, "If I search my conscience and find no fault, then even if trouble comes out of nowhere, in time it will quiet down." He also said, "When hardship is met as it should be, even boiling water and fire are a happy land." When Fang heard this he sighed and said, "Here is a man who can truly turn loyalty and filial piety into Buddhist devotion!" As a monk Hong Chu spread his school's teaching widely and cherished worthy men; everyone within the realm could tell you about him. Fang said, "That is only the surface—but watch him every year on the nineteenth of the third month, in plain dress, burning incense, facing north in tears, twenty-eight years without a break: what is that for, if not the anniversary of Chongzhen's death?"
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Gu Rouqian, styled Gangzhong, was from Wuxi and later moved to Changshu. In childhood his family suffered a catastrophe and lost everything. Once he went out with his elder brother. Several men surrounded them on the road and, as they walked, forced them into a great swamp. Their mother had a sudden premonition, sent an old servant after them in haste, and they were saved. He qualified as a government student. After the fall of 1644 his grief and rage poured into his poems, and readers wept over them. He was choosy in friendship, honored his father's friend Ma Shiji as a teacher, and with Huang Yuqi of Jiangyin and Huang Chunyao of Jiading formed lifelong bonds at first meeting. When they died for the dynasty he set out mourning tablets for each and wept his fill. His son Zuyu once found him shut indoors, sitting in silence, having eaten nothing all day; Zuyu kowtowed and tried to comfort him, and Rouqian said, "Could you live poor and hungry all your life and never dream of riches?" Zuyu knelt and answered, "I could." Rouqian asked, "Could you let yourself be meat on the block and never think of revenge?" Zuyu answered again, "I could." Rouqian said gladly, "Then you and I will live in seclusion together!" He changed his son's name to Yin and named his study "Felling Sandalwood." He would often wake Zuyu at night and ask, "If you rise in the world someday, what will you do about our old enemies?" Zuyu said, "I still remember Grandmother holding me on her knee as a boy and telling me about the family tragedy and how we were driven into the swamp—I cannot forget." Rouqian said, "Tsk—you take too small a view! Our family had flourished for generations; with the talents of your grandfather and father we should have prospered—yet we were cut down midway. That was Heaven's will! What grievance can we hold against those men? Under one roof, let them act without propriety if they will—we must not answer in kind. Remember that!" His books include the Supplement to Rhymes in Brief, the Examination and Fixation of the Six Scripts, and Miscellaneous Discourses from Mountain Dwelling.
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Zuyu, whose courtesy name was Fuchu. Rouqian was a fine historian and once remarked, "In the Ming dynasty's Comprehensive Gazetteer, the points that matter for war, defense, and conquest rarely give proper detail on terrain; the entries are chopped apart so the scheme falls apart, and the courses of rivers are left incomplete. Zuyu took up that aim and wrote the Essentials of Historical Geography in one hundred thirty juan, rebutting and correcting every error handed down in such works as the Directorate of Works records and the Broad Geography. It is rich on terrain and on the record of battles won and lost through the ages, but famous views and scenic sites are deliberately left out. He started the manuscript at twenty-nine and was fifty when it was complete. When Wei Xi of Ningdu saw it he exclaimed, "In thousands of years there has never been a book like this! He ranked it with Mei Wending's Complete Works on Calendar and Mathematics and Li Qing's Collated Northern and Southern Histories as the three supreme oddities among books. Zuyu and Xi were friends as close as metal and stone; when Xi died away from home, Zuyu arranged his burial. Xu Qianxue was ordered to compile the Comprehensive Gazetteer, brought Zuyu in, and was ready to recommend him back into service, but the disorder put an end to it. In the end he died at home.
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Mao Xiang, courtesy name Bijiang, also called Chaomin, was from Rugao. His father Qizong had been a Ming vice commissioner. Xiang could write poetry at ten, and Dong Qichang composed a preface for him. In the Chongzhen renchen year he placed on the provincial supplemental list and was due to receive a push-official appointment, but upheaval broke out and he never took office. Together with Fang Yizhi of Tongcheng, Chen Zhenhui of Yixing, and Hou Fangyu of Shangqiu, he was known as one of the "Four Gentlemen." As a young man Xiang was proud and high-spirited, his gifts extraordinary, and he had a gift above all for swaying others. He once held a feast at Taoye Ford for the orphaned sons of the Six Gentlemen, and every notable of the day came. When the wine was deep he would sing wildly in grief and revile Ruan Dacheng of Huaining, who had belonged to the eunuch faction. Then the song companies of Jinling, with Huaining's troupe at the head, sang lyrics that all came from Dacheng. Dacheng tried to win over the literary men and sent singers; Xiang and his guests cursed them even as they praised the songs, and Dacheng hated him all the more when he heard of it. When the jiashen faction persecutions broke out, Xiang was spared only because others saved him. The family estate had fine gardens and halls; after he withdrew he entertained guests every day without pause, and though the household sank into poverty he was cheerful and never sorry.
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Once Xiang lived in seclusion and refused office, his reputation only grew. Governors recommended him to oversee troops and censors recommended him as talent, but he refused each time, pleading aged parents. Under Kangxi he was again put forward as a mountain recluse and for the Erudite Learning and Polished Composition examination, and again he would not go. He wrote copiously; works that circulated include Records of Ancestral Excellence, Collected Writings of Masters and Friends over Sixty Years, the Rustic Nest collection, and the Water-Painted Garden collection. His calligraphy was superb; he loved writing large split-stroke characters, and everyone hoarded them as treasures. In the thirty-second year of Kangxi he died at the age of eighty-three. He was given the private posthumous title Master Qianxiao.
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Chen Zhenhui, courtesy name Dingsheng, was from Yixing and was the son of the Ming censor-in-chief Chen Yuting. Yuting had been a leader of the Donglin faction. Zhenhui and Wu Yingji drafted the Nanjing manifesto against disorder, which shut out Ruan Dacheng. When the faction disaster broke out he was taken to the Pacification Office; though the case was settled he had been within a hair's breadth of death many times over. After the fall of the dynasty he shut himself in an earthen room and stayed out of the cities for more than ten years. Former subjects and old friends would climb to Yangxian mountain to ask how he fared; they drank long in grief, startled by partings and mourning the dead, and those who heard it were moved to sorrow. In the Shunzhi reign,
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in the thirteenth year he died, aged fifty-three. He wrote Imperial Ming Conversations, Records of Shanyang, Collected Snow at the Hill Crest, Record of Associates, and Miscellaneous Adornments of the Autumn Garden, among other books. His son Weisong is discussed in the Literary Grove biography.
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Qi Bansun, courtesy name Yixi, was from Shanyin. His father Biaojia had been Ming governor of Jiangsu and Songjiang. Bansun was the sixth son and known as the Sixth Gentleman; Biaojia had studied under Liu Zongzhou, and when Zongzhou raised troops on the river Bansun and his elder brother Lisun spent the family fortune to feed the army. The Qi library was the finest east of the Yangtze; the brothers held themselves like the last great trees of the fallen dynasty. He was bold and loved to gather clients; he lived at Meisha in Shanyin in gardens deep and woods thick. Inside his hall were double walls and long tunnels, and no one could trace them. Wei Geng, a commoner of Cixi, roamed the realm in reckless hope of one decisive blow. The Bansun brothers swore oaths with him before Heaven and called themselves his sworn friends. Someone denounced the plot to the Zhejiang authorities; troops on four routes seized Geng and took the brothers away in bonds. After the verdict the brothers each tried to claim guilt, until a Qi family guest paid bribes and won pardon for the elder brother. Bansun was exiled to the left wing of Liaodong; Lisun died of grief for his brother, and the Qi house was broken.
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Soon Bansun escaped home, shaved his head at Yao Peak in Wu, and later headed Ma'an Mountain Temple in Piling, known as Master Mingda of Zhoulin. Bansun loved to debate past and present and never spoke of Buddhist doctrine; whenever the former dynasty was mentioned he hid his face and wept, yet in the end no one knew who he had been. He died in the twelfth year of Kangxi. When his box was opened they found the Record of Eastern Travel Customs and the Purple Polypore Studio collection. They also found his last testament bidding his bones be brought home for burial, and only then learned he was the Sixth Gentleman Qi of Shanyin, so he could be returned and buried at Yun.
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Bansun married the granddaughter of Junior Tutor Zhu Xieyuan, who was herself a fine poet. When she came to the household she often exchanged poems with her aunt-in-law Shang, her sister-in-law Zhang, and her young aunt Xiangjun. The Shang women took styles for the household: the eldest daughter-in-law was called Chuxiang and the second Zhuozhao, to mark the splendor of the women's quarters. After Bansun's disaster Zhu was still young; for decades by a lone lamp in mourning dress she never once stepped beyond the hall screen. When the Bansun brothers were gone the Dansheng Hall library scattered like stars, and writers called it a great blow to Jiangdong's literary heritage.
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Wang Feng, courtesy name Weimei, was from Qiantang. Orphaned and poor in youth, he studied hard; aloof and hard to get along with, people nicknamed him Cold Wang. In the Chongzhen jimao year he passed the provincial examination and was famed alongside Lu Pei of the same county. After jiashen Pei hanged himself; Feng wrote a funeral elegy for him, wept until he nearly fainted, and gave up the examination path forever. The ★L5 party tried to force him into the metropolitan examination, offering a thousand in gold to bribe his wife to persuade him; she said, "My husband cannot be persuaded, and I scorn this gold as well. He often went alone with medicine bundles through mountain valleys, with no fixed lodging or meal. Feng had lived in the city, but his mother was old and wanted to see him often; his elder brother Cheng and younger brother Yun also left off their student status and moved with her outside the walls. Feng would visit to pay his respects, yet though he could come of his own accord, when his kin tried to follow him they could not find him.
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Later, amid the wars, he brought his mother into Tiantai. When coastal armies rose and bandits filled the hills, they returned to Qiantang. At that time three filial scholars lived on the lake, all men of high principle; Feng was one, and officials all honored them. The surveillance commissioner Lu Gao especially honored scholars; one day he met Feng in a monastery and asked, "Where is Filial Scholar Wang? Feng replied, "He was just here, but has already gone. Gao sighed in disappointment, not knowing the man who answered was Feng himself. Gao once anchored on West Lake with wine and arranged to meet the three recluses with the courtesy due men beyond the world, but Feng alone did not appear. When he learned Feng was at Solitary Hill he went by boat to fetch him, but Feng slipped out through a breach in the wall and escaped. Feng would not enter the city; when officials sent salary as a birthday gift he could not send it back, so he buried it in a pit. When local magnates asked for tomb inscriptions and offered a hundred in gold, he refused. He moved to Solitary Hill with nothing but a camp bed, a cotton quilt, and a few worn books; he would lock the door and go away, sometimes returning and sometimes not, and no one could trace him. With close friends he could drink a gallon and not show it.
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In his later years he turned to the Way: at night he watched the stars, by day he practiced Ren Dun divination, could fast for days, and cared nothing for worldly affairs. Huang Zongxi met him on Solitary Hill and they discussed the Longxi method of breath regulation. Once they sat talking until the third watch; the night was bitterly cold and they had only one cotton quilt, so Feng and Zongxi pressed their backs together for a little warmth. Wei Xi came from Jiangxi to call on him, but Feng refused to receive him. Xi left a note: "I am Wei Xi of Ningdu; I only want to take your hand and weep with you once! Feng read the note and was deeply moved; when they met they rejoiced like old friends of a lifetime. When they parted they clasped hands and wept. Feng had once studied the way of release with Master Yu'an; Xi said, "You serve Yu'an devotedly—do you mean to become his disciple? Feng said, "I respect Yu'an deeply, but too many men of spirit today are pulled away by Buddhism, and that is why I will not follow it. In the autumn of Kangxi's fourth year he died in a monk's lodge on Baoshi Mountain, aged forty-eight. As death approached he burned his manuscripts, and not a poem or essay was left. He looked at the sun's shadow and said, "That will do! He wrote a five-character quatrain, set down the brush, lay down, and died. Feng, together with Chen Tinghui, Chai Shaobin, Shen Yun, and Sun Zhi, was known as one of the "Five Gentlemen of Xiling."
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Yu Zengyuan, courtesy name Qianzhen, known as Master Ruoshui, was from Kuaiji. In the sixteenth year of Chongzhen he passed the jinshi examination and was appointed magistrate of Baoying. At the Southern Capital he was made a director in the Ministry of Rites and then promoted to bureau director. When the cause was lost he fled into the mountains. The prefecture and county pressed him to appear; he then had himself carried ill to the south of the city and resisted with his life. In time the matter was settled. He lived in three thatched rooms that could not keep out wind and rain, and used turtle shells to catch the dripping. He gathered five or six village children and taught them the Three-Character Classic. Ox stalls and chicken coops crowded beneath his bed, leaving no room to put his feet down. Each morning he took up his hoe and went out to labor alongside the old farmers. His fellow graduate Wang Tianxi, who served as maritime defense intendant, wished to renew their old friendship, but Zengyuan declined, pleading illness. Tianxi brushed aside the curtain and walked straight in. Zengyuan pulled his quilt around him and would not rise, saying, "I am afflicted, alas, with a common ailment, and cannot perform the courtesies owed an old friend." Tianxi clasped his hand in concern and took his leave; he had not gone more than a few paces when Zengyuan was already carrying night soil with a maid to water the garden. Watching from afar, Tiansi saw this and left with a sigh. Winter and summer he wore a single black cap; even his closest intimates never saw him with his head uncovered. Zengyuan grieved that the ways of the world had grown narrow, and came to believe Xunzi's teaching that human nature is evil; he even intended to write a treatise against Mencius. In the eighth year of the Kangxi reign he died, at the age of sixty-five. For twenty-four years he had not taken a single step south of the city wall. When his illness turned critical, Huang Zongxi came to his bedside to feel his pulse. Zengyuan smiled and said, "I have prayed for death these twenty years past—would I now pray to live another twenty?" Zongxi took his leave with tears streaming down his face.
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At the same time there was Zhou Qizeng, courtesy name Siyi, sobriquet Weiyi, a native of Yin and Zengyuan's fellow jinshi. As magistrate of Shunde County in Guangdong, he converted the community granary into charity fields and managed them by the old granary rules. After the fall of the dynasty he abandoned his post and fled into Shanyuan, cut off all his hair and heaped it into a burial mound, built a perch on a perilous height and raised a floating placard inscribed "Encasing Clouds," and styled himself the Lay Buddhist Without Hair. Shanyuan abounded in streams and stone; with mountain monks and woodcutters he came and went amid the roar of waterfalls and the shimmer of rainbows. When Tianxi came to visit, he refused him, saying, "The clear moonlight is but a foot away, yet lifting my eyes I see rivers and mountains transformed—I do not wish to meet." In his poetry and prose his wit struck like lightning; his style was vast and unrestrained, and nine parts in ten were allegory. Yet he lived in austere self-reliance, with something unyielding in his breast that would not bend—no different from Zengyuan. Huang Zongxi once wrote a joint epitaph for the graves of the two men.
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Fu Shan, courtesy name Qingzhu, was a native of Yangqu. At the age of six he ate yellow essence and would not eat grain; only when pressed did he take rice. Whatever he read he could recite after a single perusal. In the late Ming, as the realm was sliding toward chaos, the so-called gentry and masters were for the most part pedantic and unworthy of respect. He resented this and steadfastly bore hardship to uphold his integrity, never yielding to flattery or servility. Education intendant Yuan Jixian was framed by touring censor Zhang Sunzhen, who belonged to the eunuch faction. Shan joined his classmate Cao Liangzhi and others in petitioning the Commissioner of Transmission, submitting three memorials in Yuan's defense; Governor Wu Shen also took Yuan's side, and the case was cleared. By this Shan's name spread throughout the land. After the jiashen year he adopted Taoist garb, wore vermilion robes, and lived in an earthen cave to support his mother. Jixian was seized at Jiujiang and taken back to the Yan residence; he sent Shan a poem written in adversity, saying, "I dare not bring shame upon my fellow students!" When Shan read the letter he wept bitterly and cried, "Alas! How could I dare fail you, sir!"
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In the eleventh year of Shunzhi he was implicated in the Henan prison affair and arrested; his defiant words did not yield, and he fasted for nine days, nearly dying. Among his disciples one devised a clever stratagem to save him, and he was spared. Yet Shan bitterly reproached himself, saying that a swift death would have been peace; still, his looking up to Heaven and down to Earth never ceased for a single day. Only when the realm was largely pacified did he begin to go out and receive visitors.
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In the seventeenth year of Kangxi an edict called for men of broad learning; Vice Censor-in-chief Li Zongkong recommended him, but he firmly refused. The authorities pressed him relentlessly, even ordering laborers to carry his bed and set out. Twenty li from the capital he swore he would die rather than enter the city. Grand Secretary Feng Pu was the first to call on him; the high officials all came. Shan lay on his bed and offered no greeting or farewell ceremony. Wei Xiangshu reported his age and illness to the throne; an edict excused him from the examination and appointed him Secretariat drafter as a mark of favor. Feng Pu pressed him to enter and give thanks; they carried him in. When he saw the Great Qing Gate his tears streamed down and he collapsed to the ground. Wei Xiangshu stepped forward and said, "Enough, enough—that counts as your thanks!" The next day he set out for home; Feng Pu and all the officials below him went out of the city to see him off. Shan sighed, "From now on I am finally free of encumbrance! Then he said, "If later generations should rashly praise me alongside Xu Heng and Liu Yin, I would not close my eyes even in death!" Those who heard him gasped in shock. When he reached home, high officials all came to his dwelling to pay their respects. Winter and summer he wore a single cloth garment and called himself "a commoner." Someone said, "Are you not a Secretariat drafter?" He made no reply. At his death he was laid out in vermilion robes and a yellow Daoist cap.
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Shan excelled at calligraphy and painting. He said, "In writing, better clumsy than clever, better ugly than flattering, better fragmented than slick and facile, better sincere and direct than contrived." People said these words were not merely about calligraphy. In poetry and prose he first studied Han Yu and wrote with stubborn pride; later he let the brush run freely, and banter and colloquial speech all found their way onto the page—though he did not wish to be known for that. He wrote the Collected Works from the Frost-Red Shrine in twelve juan. His son Mei died before him; Mei's poems were appended as well.
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Mei, courtesy name Shoumao. Each day he went out to cut firewood, laid his books on the carrying pole, and when he rested took them up to read. Shan often traveled selling medicine; he and Mei together pulled a single cart. In the evening they would reach an inn, light a lamp, and study the classics, striving in learning to carry on his father's purpose. When speaking with guests of the literary heritage of the Central Plains, his words flowed on without end. Shan loved strong wine and called himself Old Leaven Chan; Mei in turn called himself Little Leaven Chan.
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Fei Mi, courtesy name Cidu, was a native of Xinfan. His father Jingyu had been magistrate of Kunming County in Yunnan under the Ming. When Mi was fourteen his father fell ill. The physician said that if the stool tasted sweet or bitter one could know life or death. Mi tasted it and found it bitter; his father's illness then recovered. Before long the rebel Zhang Xianzhong invaded Shu. Mi submitted a memorial to touring censor Liu Zhibo outlining strategies of defense and attack, but it went unheeded. Soon all of Shu fell. Mi wandered from one remote mountain to another until someone brought word of his father in Yunnan. On hearing it he wept bitterly and left home for Yunnan. Passing through barbarian ravines, he escorted his father from Yunnan back to Shu. At Jianchang Guard they were seized by Wa tribesmen; only after his father bribed the barbarians did they escape and return home.
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Ming general Yang Zhan, hearing of Mi's reputation, sent envoys to invite him. Mi then urged Zhan, "The rebels have ravaged for years and the people are nearly starving. Without military colonies there is no way to save the people of Shu, and the army itself cannot sustain itself." Zhan accepted his advice and ordered his son, regional commander Jing, to join Mi in opening military colonies at Yang Village on Mount Wagwu in Rongjing. The method was then extended step by step and carried out in prefectures and counties throughout the region. Later Zhan was killed by Yuan Tao and Wu Dading. Mi and Jing gathered troops to plan revenge; they often fought the rebels, and Mi personally donned armor, his left hand cut by a blade. At that time Jing was encamped at Emei. A lieutenant brawled with townspeople of Huaxi and reported that the Huaxi residents were pelting the camp with stones and were on the verge of revolt, inflaming Jing's anger. Jing wished to lead troops to punish them. Mi argued forcefully, "Huaxi is our own people. If while fighting the rebels you kill our own people, they will turn and join the rebels—that only strengthens the enemy." Jing then desisted, and several hundred households were spared.
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Later Mi returned to Chengdu to tend his parents' graves; at Xinjin he was seized by Wu Dading's troops. Learning that Mi had once served in Zhan's army, they meant to kill him, but by a ruse he escaped. Mi sighed, "Unable to serve the state, unable to shelter kin or even myself—better to leave all this and go elsewhere!" Thereupon he led his father north from Chengdu into Qin, traveled up the Han River, went down through Wu and Yue, and settled at Taizhou, where he lived out his years.
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Jingyu was deeply learned in the classics and had written works such as Extended Meaning of the Mao Odes and Treatises on Elegance, taking Han Confucian commentaries as his standard. Mi fully inherited his father's scholarship and also sought wide verification among learned gentlemen. He associated with Wang Fuli, Mao Qi, and Yan Ruoqu. Lame in one foot, he later went to Sumen to visit Sun Qifeng and styled himself his disciple. Skilled in poetry and ancient prose, he supported himself by teaching and selling his writings; all who knew him respected his integrity and grieved his hard lot. The prefect exempted him from corvée service; for thirty years he shut his door and wrote extensively.
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Mi held that Song scholars, linking Zhou Dunyi and the Cheng brothers to Confucius and Mencius, dismissed more than two thousand years of Confucians as never having grasped the Way. He therefore traced the ancient classics and standard histories upward and ranged widely through other books, composing the Correct Annals of the Central Tradition in 120 juan to narrate the line of transmission among Confucians from Zixia onward. He also wrote Expounding the Way in ten juan, Earnest Discourses Ancient and Modern in four juan, Fixed Records of the Central Purport in four juan, Discriminating Records of the Central Purport in four juan, and Expressing Resonance of the Central Purport in four juan—all clarifying the aims of Expounding the Way. He also wrote Commentary on the Documents, Commentary Discussions on the Offices of Zhou, Occasional Remarks on the Two Nan, Refutations of the Doctrine of the Mean and Great Learning, Supplements to the Four Rites, Commentary on the Records of the Grand Historian, Corrections to Ancient History, Combined Discussions on Tribute and Selection Through the Ages, Instructions for the Fei Family, and collected poetry and prose. He died at the age of seventy-seven. His sons Xicong and Xihuang carried on his scholarship.
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Wang Hongzhuan, courtesy name Wuyi, sobriquet Shanshi, was a native of Huayin. He had been a licentiate under the Ming. Broadly learned and skilled in ancient prose, he was devoted to epigraphy and possessed the richest collection of ancient books, paintings, and bronze and stone inscriptions. He also mastered the traditions associated with Zhou Dunyi, the Cheng brothers, Zhang Zai, and the Fujian school, loved the Book of Changes, and was expert in cosmological diagrams. Scholars revered him as their leader; he stood at the head of learning in the Guanzhong region. His reputation stood with Li Yong, Li Bai, and Li Yindu; in those days to receive a single remark from him was counted an honor. Epitaphs and commemorative inscriptions went to the Three Lis or to Hongzhuan; because Hongzhuan excelled at calligraphy, commissions came to him even more than to the Three Lis. Hongzhuan's acquaintances spanned the realm; after the jiashen year he traveled widely forging ties, and was especially noted for his steadfast integrity.
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Gu Yanwu had traveled throughout the realm; when he came to Huayin he said that the people of Qin admire classical learning, esteem recluses, and uphold pure criticism—qualities rare in other regions; and that Huayin lay where the roads met, so that though one never left his door he could still meet men from all the realm and hear news of all the world. When Gu wished to settle there, Hongzhuan had a study lodge built for him to live in. Gu once said, "In tireless love of learning and devotion to friends, I am not the equal of Wang Shanshi." Men of learning and recluses throughout the land all associated with Hongzhuan and held him in high regard. Hongzhuan once gathered the letters he had exchanged with Gu Yanwu and several dozen others, including Sun Zhiwei and Yan Ermei, bound them into a single volume, inscribed it by hand as Collection of Friendly Voices, and annotated each entry with the writer's surname. One letter concerned plans to establish Gu below Mount Hua, declaring, "This step matters profoundly—the age and the hearts of men truly depend on it; act quickly!" The gatherings held below Mount Hua in those days, in short, truly had their aims.
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During the Kangxi reign he was summoned through the special Boxue examination but declined to attend. He had studied closely with Li Yindu, but when Li accepted the imperial summons, Hongzhuan broke off the friendship. Below Mount Hua, where Hongzhuan lived, stood the Lodge for Reading the Changes, facing the central peak—a scene acclaimed as unrivaled. He died at the age of seventy-five. He wrote Illustrations of Yi Imagery, a mountain gazetteer, and the Dizhai Collection.
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Du Jun, courtesy name Yuhuang, sobriquet Chacun, was a native of Huanggang. At the end of the Ming he was a licentiate; fleeing the turmoil, he settled in Jinling. In youth he was bold and unconventional and once aspired to singular deeds of honor; denied the chance to prove himself, he devoted himself to poetry, yet refused to be known merely as a poet. Among his contemporaries he uniquely esteemed Shen Shoumin of Xuancheng and Xu Fang of Wu, and considered himself their inferior. In Jinling he was close to Fang Zhongshu, who was Fang Bao's father. Jinling swarmed with officials and notables; those who came seeking poems arrived in an unbroken stream, and he mostly turned them away. Qian Qianyi once called on him, but Jun shut the door and would not receive him; only old friends who came on foot might occasionally be admitted. Inside the gate stood a bamboo barrier, with a seat placed outside. Guests were told that if the lock was closed they must sit and wait and must not knock on the gate—even high officials were subject to the same rule. When regulations imposed night-watch duty at the gates, officials reviewing the registers sought to exempt him; Jun said, "That is a duty I ought to perform!" He himself joined the runners and chair bearers on night patrol, and none could dissuade him. He was devoted to tea and used to say, "I may run out of grain, but never out of tea." He had a Flower Mound, and would gather spent tea leaves and seal them into mounds he called "Tea Hills." He died at the age of seventy-seven in Yangzhou.
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When the coffin was brought home, old friends planned to choose a burial site, but his son Shiji said, "I still have parents living—how could I burden you gentlemen with the burial? That would mean I am not human." Before long Shiji died as well. Several years later Chen Pengnian came as prefect of Jinling and at last buried him north of Mount Zhongshan at Plum Blossom Village.
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Jun's poetry was exceedingly abundant; less than a tenth of it circulated in his lifetime, and what he revised by hand filled forty-seven fascicles. Wu Weiye once said, "My five-character regulated verse advanced only after I read Chacun's poems on Jiaoshan." Yan Ruoqu disparaged many talented men of the age, yet he alone approved Jun's five-character regulated verse and called him the "sage of poetry." The work that was printed bears the title Bianya Hall Collection.
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His younger brother Jie, courtesy name Canglüe, sobriquet Xieshan. He was a licentiate. He fled the turmoil to Jinling together with his elder brother. The brothers' conduct was broadly similar, yet their temperaments differed. Jun was stern in integrity and solitary in following his own path. When he met the famous and powerful he always humbled them with his bearing; toward ordinary people he scarcely spoke at all, and for this he drew much resentment. Yet his fame spread throughout the realm, and whenever a new poem appeared, people near and far competed to recite it. Jie, by contrast, withdrew and made himself one with the common people; the poetry and prose he wrote he would not show even to his own children. While still in his prime he lost his wife and never remarried. His dwelling leaked and its roof was broken through; his wooden couch and tattered curtains he did not replace for decades. He never swept his room all year long; often at midday he had nothing to eat, his children wailed, and when guests came there was no wine—yet in his expression there was scarcely a trace of discontent. On the road he always gave way to others and never stopped mid-path to speak; even with children or servants he feared he might somehow harm them. He died seven years after his brother, at the age of seventy-seven. His collected works are titled the Xieshan Collection.
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Guo Duxian, courtesy name Tianmen, was a native of Yiyang. He passed the jinshi examination in the renxu year of the Tianqi reign and was appointed Bearer of Messages. While grading the Shuntian provincial examination, he selected six candidates including Shi Kefa. He rose to vice director, was posted as assistant commissioner of Sichuan, supervised education in Jiangxi, held the Lingbei circuit, and served as governor of Jiangxi. At the time Zhang Xianzhong had already pressed upon the borders, and rebel horsemen filled the countryside. Duxian repaired the defenses day and night; with no funds for the troops, he convened his subordinates and had every official allowance and supply donated to the war effort. Zuo Liangyu encamped at Jiujiang, arrogant and holding back; Duxian detested his looting, recalled him by official dispatch, and recruited local militia to hold the defenses. When opponents blocked his efforts, he pleaded illness, resigned his post, and withdrew to Mount Lu. A year later Beijing fell; stricken with grief, he refused to eat. When the Southern Capital established its regime, Shi Kefa opened command at Yangzhou and recommended him for office, but he declined and did not go. When Prince Gui was enthroned at Zhaoqing, he was summoned as Minister of War, but Duxian had already shaved his head and become a monk. Earlier, when Hong Chengchou was dismissed for an offense, Duxian had memorialized for his reinstatement; now Chengchou was grand coordinator of the southwest and visited Duxian in the mountains as an old friend, offering gold, which Duxian refused; Chengchou also petitioned to have his son accompany the army as supervisor, but Duxian firmly refused that as well. When Duxian met Chengchou he deliberately feigned a squint; Chengchou asked in alarm when he had developed eye trouble; Duxian said, "When I first knew you, your eyes already had the ailment." Chengchou fell silent.
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Duxian was profoundly sincere by nature; his joy and grief exceeded those of ordinary men; stern and upright, his bearing stood out sharply. Broadly learned with a formidable memory, he was skilled in poetry and prose; his calligraphy was lean and forceful; he was also accomplished at painting, and his bamboo paintings especially reached mastery. As a monk he took the name Wanshi and also styled himself Xie'an. He lived in hardship and had no fixed dwelling. At first he stayed with Xiong Kaiyuan and Yin Minxing at Jiayu, residing at the Meishu Hermitage; later he sojourned at Haiyang and built the Bushan Hall, where he remained for nineteen years in all. He eventually returned and built a thatched hut on Peach Blossom River. He died away from home at Chengtian Temple in Jiangning.
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He had a daughter named Chunzhen, betrothed to the Mu clan of the Duke of Qian; after the dynastic collapse all communication ceased, and she remained unmarried at home until her death. Chunzhen could write poetry and signed herself the Chaste Maiden Guo.
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Duxian authored the Hengyue Collection, Zhian Collection, Autumn Sounds, Western Mountain Stone Fragments, Pocao Xi Collection, Bushan Hall Collection, Xie'an Miscellany, and other works.
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Tao Runai, courtesy name Zhongdiao, also known as Mihuan, was a native of Ningxiang. His friendship with Guo Duxian was especially close. Early in the Chongzhen reign he was selected as a tribute student. When the emperor visited the Imperial Academy, the ministers asked to restore the founding emperor's point system; Libationer Gu Xidie memorialized Runai's talent, and he was specially awarded first place, with an edict ordering his name carved in stone at the Academy. He was appointed to a fifth-rank post but declined to take office, asking instead to remain at the Directorate and continue his studies. In the guiyou year he passed the provincial examination and twice placed on the supplementary list of the metropolitan examination. After the southward crossing he tonsured on Mount Wei and took the name Monk Ren. Throughout his life his private conduct was earnest; when his father died he mourned him to the end of his days. In serving his mother he was thoroughly filial; among his clan he showed great generosity; he once righted a grave injustice for others, braved danger, and saved more than a thousand lives, yet never spoke of it himself. His poetry and prose had a singular force; he wrote the Guangxi Cliff Ballads, Ancient Collection, Cloud-Sending Tower Collection, Brown Jade Hall Collection, and Jia Tree Hall Collection, which Duxian prefaced and published. Of their bond there is the saying: "Born in the same village, raised in the same studies, alike in going forth and in hardship, alike in purpose and in will."
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Li Shixiong, courtesy name Yuanzhong, was a native of Ninghua. He had been a licentiate under the Ming. In youth he possessed a singular spirit, upheld great integrity, faced shifting dangers, and would not waver in life or death. Devoted in friendship, he dared take on difficult affairs. Throughout his life he delighted in reading unusual books and possessed a broad memory. At eighty he still read constantly, often not resting until the night watch. He mastered the Six Classics and the hundred schools without exception, yet especially loved the writings of Han Fei, Qu Yuan, and Han Yu. His writing was deep, stern, and incisive, abstruse, vast, and strange, with notes of grief and indignation that matched what he had endured. When he held forth
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on the rise and fall of past and present, the choices of Confucian scholars in office and withdrawal, and the advantages and harms north and south of the Yangtze, as well as great policies of troops, garrison farming, and water conservancy, he would sigh with emotion and weep without cease. At sixteen he became a student member; soon after he placed on the supplementary list in the first year of Tianqi. She Changzuo, magistrate of Xinghua, obtained his examination essay and argued with the chief examiner that it should rank first, but could not prevail; he took the scroll away, saying, "He must be made top place later." Those who ran the Fujian examinations all sought him out as a prize candidate.
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After the jiashen year he styled himself the Han Branch Daoist, lived in seclusion, and would not receive visitors. Imperial summonses came repeatedly, and he firmly declined them all. Of prefects, magistrates, surveillance commissioners, and military commanders who came to his door, few ever met his face even once. When Fujian supported the Prince of Tang as regent, Huang Daozhou as grand secretary, Cao Xueqian as vice minister of rites, and He Kai of the censorate recommended him, he was summoned as Hanlin Academician Doctor but declined to go. He once wrote to Huang Daozhou, moved and indignant at the affairs of the day. When Daozhou died for the dynasty, he rushed to Fuzhou to seek posthumous honors, and the court's inquiry extended to the widows and orphans he had left behind.
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Early in Shunzhi, after the Qing army entered Fujian, an enemy at court persuaded the prefectural commander to send a student with a letter demanding that he come to the capital. "If you refuse to leave the hills," it warned, "you cannot tell what calamity may follow." Shixiong wrote back: "Life and death are fated. How could they depend on the whim of men who hold the gates of power? Besides, I am forty-eight already—only one year short of the age at which Zhuge Liang wore himself out in service; and a full year older than Wen Tianxiang when he gave his life for the Song. How could I stifle my nature and invite shame a second time!" Slander swirled around him, but Shixiong swore he would rather die than yield, and before long the suspicion lifted.
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By then Shixiong was renowned for his writing and his integrity, and his fame resounded far and wide. Between the xinmao and renchen years the routed rebel Huang Xiyun of Jianchang raided past Ninghua. When a soldier picked two oranges from Shixiong's garden, Xiyun had him flogged on the spot, then waited on horseback until every man had passed before he rode on. When Guangdong rebels came they burned the people's houses, and the flames reached his garden. The rebel leader Liu Dasheng sent men to put the fire out, crying, "How can we destroy Master Li's home?" In those days even the humblest man or woman knew the name Hanzhizi.
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Grievance piled up in Shixiong's heart. He often wandered the mountains and rivers to pour out the anger and sorrow he could not otherwise release. He once traveled to the West River country, where he befriended Wei Xi, Wei Li, Peng Shiwang, and others. Together they boated on Poyang Lake and climbed to the top of Mount Lu. As he recalled the days when the rebel armies ran riot, grief overwhelmed him. Tears gushed forth like a spring and he could not hold them back. When Geng Jingzhong rose in rebellion he sent envoys with repeated invitations, but Shixiong refused them outright. From spring through winter he kept to his bed and would not rise, and so escaped being drawn in. Shixiong lived in the mountains for more than forty years. The people of his district revered him and flocked to him to settle their disputes. If someone did wrong, people would say, "Don't let Master Li find out." In his later years he called himself the Hermitage of Shame and named his study Only the Moon. His works include the Hanzhi Collection, the Gazetteer of Ninghua County, the Record of Original Conduct, the Record of Rectifying the Classics, the Dog-and-Horse Historical Notes, and others. He died at home at the age of eighty-five.
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He had three younger brothers who died young and left children behind. He raised those children and saw to their marriages and departures. He supported his kinsmen with gifts all his life. He built the ancestral hall himself, restored the family graves, and compiled the clan genealogy back nine generations. For every sacrifice he was present in person and meticulous in observance. On his parents' death anniversaries he ate sparingly and held no feasts. On New Year's Day, when he unrolled his ancestors' portraits, tears soaked his robe and he bowed until he could not rise. His filial devotion sprang from inborn nature.
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Tan Qian, styled Rumu, born Yixun, came from Haining. He began as a licentiate scholar. When the Southern Capital was established he was recommended for the Secretariat and summoned to the Historiography Institute, but he refused everything. "Would I trade on the nation's misfortune for an office?" he said. Before long he went home. Qian threw himself into the classics, histories, and all schools of learning, with special attention to the institutions and precedents of the Ming. He once said, "History depends on nothing but the Veritable Records. The Veritable Records show only the surface. What lies within them can no longer be seen. As for the purge of the Jianwen reign, even Yang Wenzhong's account could not avoid distortion; under the glory of the Hongzhi reign, Jiao Biyang slandered the righteous; and the scribes of the Wanli and Tianqi reigns were all clients of the eunuch faction. Worst of all were the seventeen years of anxious toil under the Chongzhen emperor, when the court historian fled into exile, the imperial archives burned, and the state and its history perished together. Under heaven no grief was greater!" He sifted the Veritable Records of fifteen reigns and set right and wrong in order. He hunted down the court gazettes of Chongzhen's seventeenth year, filled in what was missing, and completed a book called Guoque.
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Men who had lived through the collapse wanted to trace how it had happened and leave a record for posterity, but their own experience was narrow and they had nothing solid to build on. When they heard that Qian had such a book, they wanted to seize it for themselves. Qian was poor and kept nothing tempting in sight, yet one night a thief broke in and carried off everything he had stored away. Qian sighed and said, "My hands are still mine. Am I to give up now?" He borrowed books from the Qian family of Jiashan and wrote the work again. Zhang Shenyan of Yangcheng saw him as a man of rare gifts and humbled himself to honor him. When Shenyan died, Qian had just gone north to Changping to weep at the Chongzhen emperor's tomb. He set out for Yangcheng to mourn Shenyan but died on the way, in the eleventh month of winter in the twelfth year of Shunzhi. Huang Zongxi wrote the epitaph for his grave.
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The loyalist survivors of the late Ming held to their principles though their bodies lived in hiding and their hearts never surrendered. When nothing more could be done, they poured their rage into books, trusting empty words to bear witness to their will. For a man like Qian, could grief and anger ever have an end? That is why he is placed at the close of the loyalist biographies from the provinces.
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