Over the centuries, many a Chinese scholar-official would return from his government yamen or official workplace to the seclusion of his private studio or zhai, where he would quietly practice a sort of “weekend Taoism,” writing occasional verse, indulging his love of painting and calligraphy, playing a game of Go, plucking the strings of his qin, and enjoying the other pastimes of the leisured man of letters, all of which had as their goal the fusion of the individual with the Tao of the cosmos.