Catching the Fake Jade Rabbit; True Yin Returns to Right

The story tells how the Tang Priest was feeling thoroughly miserable as he accompanied the king into the inner quarters, from where a great sound of drums and music arose and fine perfumes could be smelt. He kept his head bowed, not daring to look up. Monkey, secretly very pleased, had fixed himself to the Vairocana mitre, from where he used his magic light to look around with his fiery eyes and golden pupils. There were two ranks of court ladies, making it seem like a palace of flowers or immortals, and finer than a spring breeze blowing past a brocade screen. Indeed, they wereGraceful and charming,Jadelike, and with ice‑smooth skin.Bewitching pairs more lovely than the girl of Chu,Beauties two by two, rivaling the lady Xi Shi.Their hair was coiled high like flying phoenixes;Their eyebrows were just visible, low lines of distant hills.Elegantly played the pipe and shawm;Fast sounded flute and drum.All the notes of the scale rang out,Rising then falling again together.Delightful were they as they danced and sang,A carpet of flowers, every one of them lovely. Seeing......