Adventures of the Mad Monk Ji Gong: The Drunken Wisdom of China's Most Famous Chan Buddhist Monk

Adventures of the Mad Monk Ji Gong: The Drunken Wisdom of China's Most Famous Chan Buddhist Monk

Language: English

Pages: 544

ISBN: B00MSYVSFM

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Follow the brilliant and hilarious adventures of a mad Zen Buddhist monk who rose from humble beginnings to become one of China's greatest folk heroes!

Ji Gong studied at the great Ling Yin monastery, an immense temple that still ranges up the steep hills above Hangzhou, near Shanghai. The Chan (Zen) Buddhist masters of the temple tried to instruct Ji Gong in the spartan practices of their sect, but the young monk, following in the footsteps of other great ne'er-do-wells, distinguished himself mainly by getting expelled. He left the monastery, became a wanderer with hardly a proper piece of clothing to wear, and achieved great renown—in seedy wine shops and drinking establishments!

This could have been where Ji Gong's story ended. But his unorthodox style of Buddhism soon made him a hero for popular storytellers of the Song dynasty era. Audiences delighted in tales where the mad old monk ignored—or even mocked—authority, defied common sense, never neglected the wine, yet still managed to save the day. Ji Gong remains popular in China even today, where he regularly appears as the wise old drunken fool in movies and TV shows. In Adventures of the Mad Monk Ji Gong, you'll read how he has a rogue's knack for exposing the corrupt and criminal while still pursuing the twin delights of enlightenment and intoxication. This literary classic of a traveling martial arts master, fighting evil and righting wrongs, will entertain Western readers of all ages!

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May I be like the Master of Power, Wen Shu Bodhisattva!” Muttering the words, “Dao, Dao,” he went on to the Shrine of the Three Virtues outside the Qingbo gate. There he noticed that the wooden tablet advertising exorcisms had been taken down and that the place looked rather forlorn and quiet. The monk knocked twice. As for the Daoist, after returning to his shrine from the Zhou family house, he used some of the silver that he had been given as the result of Ji Gong’s kindness to redeem the

two headmen, that is, detectives, with me. We were ordered to arrest the River Rat, Cloud Dragon Hua. This outlaw stole a pearl coronet and a pair of jade pendants from Prime Minister Qin’s house. He killed a man in a restaurant and he also killed a nun while attempting to violate her. This robber is now in your honor’s jurisdiction.” “Where?” asked the magistrate. “In the home of Dian Guoben,” answered the monk. “Is that how it is?” said the magistrate. “My last superior, who told me that

monk’s visit WHEN the two outlaws looked around, they saw a number of lanterns. Jiao Liang suddenly remembered the reason for them and exclaimed, “Brother Ho, we came at the right time! This is the birthday of Ma Jing’s mother. I had forgotten. Today we must congratulate her and wish her a long life.” “That’s right,” agreed Ho. As the two entered, a household person welcomed them, saying, “Oh, it is Jiao Liang and Ho Jing! Come in, gentlemen. The great hall is filled with people expecting

in the courtyard. The monk said, “There is no need to panic. In a twinkling of an eye, the stars will all be out, and at that time I will invite the Wei Tuo join us.” At last the monk called out, “I am here, the monk Ji Dian from the West Lake Monastery of the Soul’s Retreat.” The Wei Tuo had still not arrived, but after a little while they heard a shout that seemed to come from the air above. “I am here—the spirit has come.” CHAPTER 6 Zhao Bin attempts to visit the Great Pavilion; a

make trouble that you cannot control.” Ji Gong gave a cold little laugh saying, “Brother Teacher, I do not want you to concern yourself with this matter.” Having spoken, he walked quickly toward the large meditation hall. The courtyard that he entered was shut in on three sides by buildings. A dozen or more low-ranking officials were standing about in the courtyard, and the four honorable managers were just then drinking tea in the best building on the north side. When the low-ranking officials

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