A Taiwan Fox Tale

 Rania Huntington, a leading researcher into late Ching fox literature, discovered two stories where foxes serve as secretive guardians of an official's seal of office. One of these tales occurred in Taiwan and is reproduced here in translated form.

The story of Old Man Wu-cheng was recorded by Wu Chih-chang [吳熾昌], possibly born in 1870, and is contained in the K’e ch’uang hsien hua [客窗閒話] (Leisure Talks at Guest Window) collection published in 1908. It is important in reading the story to note that the name ‘Wu-cheng’ means ‘There is nothing true’, a concept taken from Taoist thought.

Old Man Wu-cheng (無真叟)

      However the master of the yamen took pity on the aging scholar, and allowed him to use a private, but noisy, chamber.

      Behind this chamber there was a large garden where the scholar was able to wander and relax. In this garden stood a two-storey building with three rooms: one large chamber above and two smaller rooms below.

      The two-storey building was surrounded by a low wall, and was always very quiet. It seemed that nobody lived there, for, whenever the scholar rapped upon the door, it always remained tightly closed against the visitor.

      One day, a man came into the garden to draw water from the well and the scholar asked him what the two-storey building was and why it lay so silent. Thus he learned that the building was a place to make offerings to worship the Fox-Genius [狐仙]. Yet only the head of the yamen dared to enter the building to make these offerings, and he would carefully lock the building after each visit, for all others were afraid.

      The scholar, whose family name was Chang [章], was about 60 years old and had always studied Chuang-tzu [莊子] and Lao-tzu [老子]. He liked to instruct others on how to empty all desires and worries from the mind, and thus he himself feared nothing. 

      By now  Scholar Chang had become intrigued by the lofted building in the garden and wanted to learn more, so he asked his master for permission to move in. After he had cleaned the two rooms on the lower storey of the building, he installed his servants in one room and occupied the other. Then, wrapping his gown tightly around his body, he ascended the stairs to the second floor to pay his respects to the Fox-Genius.

      To his surprise, he found the chamber on the upper storey to be scrupulously clean. In the room was a small table upon which was set an inscribed tablet. Upon the tablet were inscribed the words ‘Old Man Wu-cheng’ [無真叟].

      Scholar Chang paid his respects before the tablet and spoke as follows; “I, your humble acolyte, am a secretary in this yamen and destiny has led me to dwell in your chambers. I beseech you to accept and protect me as one who also follows the Way (Tao, 道). My sole hope is that you are willing to open my mind and impart in me the wisdom to reach a higher level. I would be humbly grateful if I could feel your merciful kindness.” 

      These things continued for about half a year until the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the sky was again very clear. On that night Scholar Chang set up a table in the yard and placed upon it wine and chicken, as well as other delicacies. As he sat down at the table to gaze at the moon and partake of his solitary feast,  Scholar Chang noticed one winecup suddenly twirl and move to the opposite end of the table all by itself. The winecup then remained there in place.

      Scholar Chang was exhilarated and, assuming this to be the Fox-Genius, hurried from the yard to dress himself in his finest clothes so that he might pay his deepest respects to the transcendent. Returning to the table,  Scholar Chang said, “Oh immortal one, you have surely shown your compassion by coming to share this food with me. Yet how dare I sit here with you?”. With that he raised his cup to make a toast to the Fox-Genius, but there was no response nor even any sound from the other end of the table.

  Scholar Gazing at the Moon

Japanese print

Hokusai school, 19th century.

      The following night, Scholar Chang sent his servants away to another part of the yamen to sleep, and in the building there remained no-one except himself. He fastened the door and entreated the fox-god to come. 

      At that very instant, a person appeared on the seat saying, “Scholar Chang, I have observed you closely for a long time and see that you are a very true and steadfast man. Before, I have not appeared in physical form in order not to give any occasion for scandal or gossip to others, but today I know it is just we two here and we need not worry about any other person. So tell me, Scholar Chang, what is your true desire?”

Chuang-tzu (around 300 BC), perhaps the greatest articulator of Taoist thought

      The person sitting upon the seat replied thus, “My name is Wu-cheng. Although you think that I am a reality, I am not real but merely something that you wished for and believe to be real.”

      Scholar Chang retorted, “Then kindly tell me, what is the meaning of your name?”

      The fox said, “Before our eyes in our houses are many devices, such as everyday objects and our families. These are real. Yet after one hundred years, where will all these devices be? Certainly, people such as your father or son or spouse, these are real, yet when they are dead, where are they?”

      “Only if you seriously think that these material things are real, do you allow them to be your encumbrance. As for me, I have nothing, so I have no encumbrance and am free, just like the poorest vagabond. Yet people venerate me as a god. I dare not even accept this burden of being a god, so please call me Old Man Wu-cheng (無真叟).”

      Scholar Chang commented, “Where there is a yamen, there are seals and so you are carrying out your orders as a transcendent.”

      “That is correct,” the Fox-Genius averred.

      Scholar Chang chanced a final question. “Pray tell me why in the yamen there are gods that people worship and glorify very openly, and yet there are other gods that few attend to?”

      Wu-cheng answered, “The attainment of each Taoist is different – someone is shallow, someone is deep – so there are different levels of realization. Just as for the government official in the physical world, there are powerful and able men  who can always attain success and glory, and there are weak and ineffectual persons who always find only failure.”

Emperor Kao-tsung

Kao-tsung established the Southern Sung Dynasty in 1127, and ruled until 1162.

      Ya-lu was already in his twenties, which was old for an actor in those days, and, although his skill and appearance were still acceptable, he was no longer so strikingly attractive as before. [Photograph at left by John Thomson, ca 1873] As both the officials and the common people preferred the younger actors, Ya-lu felt shame for himself and always appeared worried and unhappy.

      Wu-cheng counselled Scholar Chang to strike up a friendship with Ya-lu and to help him. Although Scholar Chang was not well-disposed towards actors, out of reverence for Wu-cheng he set about befriending Ya-lu. 

      Whether out of pity or not, Scholar Chang indeed soon became fond of Ya-lu and regretted that he was not rich enough to shower Ya-lu with presents. Thus when Ya-lu inveigled him for tokens of his affection, Chang treated him diffidently. Yet, whenever Scholar Chang himself received any gift or money, he would give it to Ya-lu.

      Gradually Ya-lu began to win greater favour with the yamen audience than the other actors and was very appreciative of the constancy that Scholar Chang had shown.

       Not long after, the opera season drew to a close and Ya-lu and the other actors all left the yamen. Where Ya-lu went was not known and Scholar Chang made no further enquiries on the subject.

      Wu-cheng answered, “The seal is always with me. I never leave my seal in any place”.

      “What do you mean?”, asked Scholar Chang.

      “Now you are getting poorer and poorer, so it seems that you never think of returning to your native place,” Wu-cheng replied. “If I decide to go home, it should be no cause for you to interfere.” (In Chinese tradition, the one who leaves his native place can never return until he can show his riches.)

      “Do not think that I never consider returning home,” Chang answered, “But the rules of officialdom, and the feeling that I could never again adapt to the constraints of home life, always cause me to the defer the move.”

      Wu-cheng uttered a long sigh and said, “That’s fate. I can do nothing”. He then added, “Now I have a gift for you that you should always carry with you and never let leave your side.”

      Upon these words a piece of paper fluttered down to the floor. Scholar Chang stooped to pick up the paper.

      The paper was a licence for a wine-merchant.

      The next night, after he had sent the servants out, Scholar Chang heard the voice of Wu-cheng calling him to the upstairs chamber.

      When he entered the upper room, Scholar Chang saw an aged man with a very round face. The old man was dressed in an ancient fashion and had big ears, blue eyes, and hair as white as snow.

      [Note: The picture on the left depicts the Fox-Genius as Hu Santaiye (Grandpa Hu the Third) and his retainers dressed as Ching mandarins. It is taken from Nagao Ryuzo, Shina Minzoku Shi (History of Chinese Folk Customs), printed in the 1920s or 1930s.]

      This venerable being greeted Chang with a smile and they raised their cups to one another as they drank wine throughout the night.

      Finally Chang fell into a drunken sleep, and when he awoke Wu-cheng had disappeared.

      Scholar Chang was brought before the presence of Lin Shuang-wen, who told him, “You are not native Taiwanese, therefore you must be the relative of some Ching official.”

      The colour drained from Chang’s face and he was too scared to utter any sound in reply.

      Lin yelled at him, “You shall be beheaded!” The soldiers seized him and bound him tightly. He was dragged outside and made ready for execution.

      Suddenly from behind Lin appeared a young man who had a most effeminate appearance. He hurried across to observe the hapless Chang more carefully. He then knelt down before Lin Shuang-wen and pleaded, “I beg you not to strike down good men! This old man is called Chang, I know him very well. He came from Zhejiang to conduct business in Taiwan, yet was cheated by the Ching officials and now has no money to return to his home. He does not know your majesty, so he is scared and unable to speak for himself.”

      Lin Shuang-wen ordered his soldiers to strip-search the old scholar. Under Chang’s clothing and next to his skin, the soldiers found a small leather pouch. Within the pouch was a folded scrap of paper which they handed up to Lin.

      Lin Shuang-wen exclaimed, “Oh! He is a wine merchant! Forgive him! Release him!”. Thus Scholar Chang kept his life, though he was obliged to live within the rebel’s camp and could not escape.

A swearing-in ceremony for the Heaven and Earth Society. This secret society provided the basis for Lin Shuang-wen's revolt.

      After some months he suddenly heard the sound of urgent voices shouting outside, “General Ya! General Ya is coming!” All the people knelt down to welcome the general and Scholar Chang knelt too. There were many horsemen crowded around the general, and in their midst, dressed in a fine military uniform, rode the same effeminate young man who had saved his life.

      Upon seeing Scholar Chang, the young general ordered his soldiers to bind him once more. Once again Chang was overcome by alarm and feared once more for his life. The soldiers brought him back to the outer gate of the yamen, and pushed him inside. The general then ordered even his bodyguards to leave and secured the yamen doors.

The final defeat of Lin Shuang-wen by Ching forces at Tou-liu in 1788

      Taking off his armour and descending from his dais, the general then said, “Scholar Chang, do you not recognise me, Ya-lu? I was always showered by your gifts, and have forever thought of how I could repay your kindness. And yet today I am able to meet you and perhaps fulfill my wish. It must be Heaven’s Will. Please join me as one of my staff.”

      However Scholar Chang well knew that that the Ching forces would eventually prevail and that the rebellion of Lin Shuang-wen was doomed to fail, so he advised Ya-lu that they should best run away together. 

      General Ya-lu answered, “Indeed, I am aware of this fact. Yet Emperor Lin treats me so well that I could not think to leave him.”

      Thus was Scholar Chang able to go home.

Based on an original translation by Robert Chang [張同湘] whose kind help is greatly appreciated.