余浪游者三十年，托刀圭以糊口，而无以辞负笈者，顾其中胡能不自愧也。所慨俗医称津
筏者，则先《难经》、《脉诀》。《难经》出自秦越人，其纯驳固未易论。尤怪脉者所以定吉凶，决
死生，至渊微也。苟阡陌之不存，又何有于源季。宋之高阳生，一妄庸人，假晋太医令王叔和
之名，着成《脉诀》。其鄙俚纰缪，取资捧腹，而阴操入室之戈。于是先圣之旨，一旦晦蚀。世之
裒然传业，承讹袭舛，不复有所取裁。譬渴者饮于浊泾之流。呶呶而号于众曰，天下之水味
在是，岂其然乎！余不敏，思有以拯之。乃汇古今之论脉者若干人，参以家学，片言只字，有当
先圣，而结妄庸之舌，则拈之纸。星霜十易，积成径寸。门人辈请厘剔成编，乃区为十卷，名曰
《脉诀汇辨》，命收之敝簏。客曰∶“固矣哉子也。凡书之有作，不藏诸名山，必传之通邑大都，
将以救斯世，诏来者。君之所结集，何难羽翼经传而驰海内，仅仅衣钵于及门，似乎靳于问
世者，何居？”余起而谢曰∶“足下之沾沾于吾者，不虞人之 耶！余尝皈依古先生，窃闻其
教矣，错下一转语。堕野狐身五百世。使余所缀集果醍醐也，往乞一玄晏而悬之国门，谁曰
不宜？或犹未也，淹博者笑其摭拾，通达者笑其割裂，抱匮守残之徒，更笑其迂而无当。将见
习高阳生之言者，不必树旗鼓而实逼处此，即以一丸泥自封，余复奈之何哉！虽然，谨闻
命矣，姑付之剞劂氏，以就正长者，徐俟大国之赋，左提右挈，廓清邪说，愿以是编为前驱之 。”
我浪迹江湖三十年，依靠医术谋生，却无颜面对那些背着书箱求学的后辈，更何况我心中怎能不感到惭愧呢。令人感慨的是，世俗医生称自己为渡人过河的“津筏”（指引路人），却先推崇《难经》和《脉诀》。《难经》出自秦越人（扁鹊），其内容的纯正与驳杂原本就不易论定。尤其奇怪的是，脉诊本是用来判定吉凶、决断生死，道理极其深奥微妙。如果基本的准则都不存在了，又哪里谈得上源流正派呢？宋代的高阳生，不过是一个狂妄平庸的人，假冒晋代太医令王叔和的名义，撰写成《脉诀》。这本书粗俗浅陋、错误百出，让人看了捧腹大笑，但它却在暗中成为了伤害医学正统的武器。于是，古代圣人的旨意，一旦变得晦暗不明。世间那些随波逐流传承学业的人，沿袭错误和谬误，不再有所取舍裁度。这就像口渴的人在浑浊的泾水支流中饮水。他们喧哗着向大众宣称：“天下的水味都在这里”，难道真是这样吗！
我虽然不才，但想着要挽救这种局面。于是汇集古今论述脉学的人士若干位，参酌家传之学，凡是一言半语符合圣人旨意，并能堵住狂妄平庸者之口的，就记录下来写在纸上。十年光阴流逝，积累成寸许厚的文稿。门人们请求整理编订成书，于是分为十卷，命名为《脉诀汇辨》，打算把它收进破旧的箱子里。客人说：“您真是太固执了。凡是书籍的问世，不是藏在名山大川，就是流传于通都大邑，旨在拯救世人，教导后来者。您所结集的成果，何难辅助经典传记而驰名海内外，却仅仅在弟子间传授，似乎吝惜于让世人知晓，这是为什么呢？”
我起身谢罪说：“足下对我过于执着，没想到别人会非议啊！我曾经皈依古先生，私下听闻他的教诲：‘错下一转语（禅宗用语，指答非所问或言语不当），堕野狐身五百世。’如果我集结的内容确实是醍醐（比喻精粹之物），过去为何不去请玄晏先生（皇甫谧，号玄晏先生）那样的名家悬挂于国门示众，谁说这样做不合适呢？或许是因为它还不够好，博学者会嘲笑我的拾遗补缺，通达者会嘲笑我的割裂拼凑，抱残守缺的人，更会嘲笑我迂腐而不切实际。将会看到，学习高阳生言论的人，不必树立旗帜，其实已经逼近此地；即使我用一丸泥自我封闭，我又能拿他们怎么办呢！尽管如此，我还是恭敬地听从您的建议，暂且交给刻印工匠，以便向长者请教，慢慢等待大国（指朝廷或权威机构）的征召，左提右挈，廓清邪说，希望用这部书作为前驱。”
I have wandered the world for thirty years, relying on medical skills (Daoist alchemy/medicine) to make a living, yet I feel unworthy to face those who carry book boxes in pursuit of learning; how much more so can I not feel ashamed within myself. It is lamentable that世俗 doctors (vulgar physicians), claiming to be "ferries" (metaphor for guides leading others across difficulties), first promote the *Nanjing* (Classic of Difficult Issues) and the *Mai Jue* (Pulse Rhymes). The *Nanjing* originated from Qin Yue-ren (Bian Que); its purity and impurity are indeed difficult to judge. What is even more strange is that pulse diagnosis is meant to determine auspiciousness and inauspiciousness, and decide life and death, reaching profound subtlety. If the basic paths do not exist, how can there be sources and branches? Gao Yang-sheng of the Song Dynasty was merely a presumptuous and mediocre person who falsely assumed the name of Wang Shu-he, Imperial Physician during the Jin Dynasty, to compose the *Mai Jue*. Its vulgarity and errors are laughable, yet it secretly wielded weapons against one's own house (undermining orthodox medicine). Thus, the intent of the ancient sages became obscured overnight. Those in the world who blindly transmit their profession inherit errors and distortions without any standard for selection. It is like a thirsty person drinking from the muddy stream of the Jing River. They clamor to the crowd saying, "The taste of all water in the world is here," but is this really true?
Though I am unwise, I thought to save this situation. Therefore, I compiled the discussions on pulse diagnosis by several figures from ancient and modern times, incorporating my family's scholarly tradition. Any fragment or word that aligned with the ancient sages' intent and silenced the tongues of the presumptuous and mediocre was recorded on paper. Ten years passed, accumulating into a manuscript an inch thick. My disciples requested that I refine and organize it into a book. Thus, it was divided into ten volumes, named *Mai Jue Hui Bian* (Comprehensive Analysis of Pulse Rhymes), and I intended to store it in a worn-out basket. A guest said: "You are indeed too stubborn. Whenever a book is produced, it is either hidden in famous mountains or transmitted through major cities, aiming to save the world and instruct future generations. Your compilation, why not support the classics and spread throughout the seas, yet merely pass down the mantle to your immediate disciples? It seems you are reluctant to let it see the light of day. Why?"
I rose and apologized, saying: "Your attachment to me is unexpected; I did not anticipate people would criticize! I once took refuge under an ancient master and privately heard his teaching: 'If one makes a wrong turn in speech, one falls into the body of a wild fox for five hundred lifetimes.' If what I compiled were truly the essence (like butter oil), why did I not previously seek someone like Xuan-yan (Huangfu Mi) to hang it at the city gate? Who would say it was inappropriate? Perhaps it is still insufficient. The erudite will mock my gathering of scraps, the insightful will mock my fragmentation, and those clinging to outdated views will mock my pedantry and irrelevance. One will see that those who study Gao Yang-sheng's words need not raise banners; they are already encroaching. Even if I seal myself with a pellet of mud, what can I do to them? Nevertheless, I respectfully accept your advice. For now, I will entrust it to the printers to seek correction from elders, and wait patiently for the summons from great powers, hoping to help clear away false doctrines, and wish to use this volume as a vanguard."