[Muḥammad ibn Fuḍayl:] I made some remarks critical of Aḥmad ibn Ḥanbal after which my tongue started to hurt and wouldn’t stop. One night I heard a voice in my sleep saying, “It’s because of what you said about that good man,” over and over.

When I woke up, I expressed contrition to God until the pain went away. 96.1

[Muḥammad ibn Fuḍayl:] Once as I was criticizing Aḥmad ibn Ḥanbal my tongue started to hurt. Upset, I went to bed, and heard a voice saying, “Your tongue hurts because of what you said about that good man.” 96.2

When I woke up, I said, “I seek God’s forgiveness!” and “I won’t do it again!” until the pain went away.

[Misʿar ibn Muḥammad ibn Wahb:] Before al-Mutawakkil became caliph, I was his tutor. When he became caliph, he gave me a room in the section reserved for his intimates. Whenever he had a question about religion he would send for me. During his intimate audiences, I would stand next to him. Whenever he needed me for any reason, he would summon me and I would take up my usual post. He kept me by his side day and night except when he wanted to be alone. 96.3

One day, after holding an intimate audience in the hall called The Serene, he moved into another room he had where the ceiling, walls, and floor were made of glass tiles. Water could be piped in and sent flowing in any direction across the top of the room, along the floor, and down the walls, and anyone sitting inside looked as if he were sitting underwater. The room was fitted out with Coptic textiles and pillows and cushions of Tyrian purple. Al-Mutawakkil was sitting with al-Fatḥ ibn Khāqān and ʿUbayd Allāh ibn Khāqān on his right and Bughā the Elder and Waṣīf on his left. I was standing in the corner of the room to his right and a servant stood in the doorway with his hand on the jamb. Suddenly al-Mutawakkil laughed out loud and everyone fell silent.

“Aren’t you going to ask me why I laughed?” he said.

“Why did the Commander of the Faithful laugh?” they asked. “May God keep him smiling!” “I remembered one day when I was attending al-Wāthiq. He had been holding an intimate audience in the hall where we were sitting before, and I was standing next to him. Suddenly he rose and went into the room where we are now, and sat where I’m sitting. I tried to follow him in but I was stopped, so I stood where the servant is standing now. Ibn Abī Duʾād was sitting where Fatḥ is now, Muḥammad ibn ʿAbd al- Malik ibn al-Zayyāt was sitting where ʿUbayd Allāh is, Isḥāq ibn Ibrāhīm was sitting where Bughā is, and Najāḥ was sitting where Waṣīf is now. 96.4

“Then al-Wāthiq said: ‘I’ve been thinking about how I’ve demanded everyone’s assent to the doctrine that the Qurʾan is created. I’ve noticed how quickly some people adopted the belief and how stubbornly the others are resisting it. With the ones who resist, I’ve tried flogging, beheading, beating, and imprisonment, but none of it seems to have any effect. Not only that: the ones who’ve obeyed me did so because they wanted something from me, and so adopted my creed immediately hoping for a reward. The dissenters, on the other hand, have no motive except pious scruple, which sustains them even when they’re killed or beaten or thrown in jail. All of this started me thinking, and I’m beginning to doubt whether what we’re doing is right. Should we really be putting people on trial and torturing them over this? I’ve reached the point where I’m ready to stop the Inquisition and give up Disputation altogether, and I’m ready to send out some heralds to announce my decision and put a stop to all this fighting among ourselves.’ “The first to respond was Ibn Abī Duʾād. He said: ‘Have a care, Commander of the Faithful! You’ve revived a precedent and restored an element of the faith, so think twice before you annul it and kill it off. Try as they did, your predecessors never achieved as much as you have. May God reward you as generously as he awards any of His allies on behalf of Islam and true religion!’ 96.5

“The others sat silently, their heads bowed in thought, for a time. Then Ibn Abī Duʾād, who was afraid that al-Wāthiq would say something to contradict him and undo the work he had done to promote his creed, again took the initiative and said:

‘The creed that we’ve adopted and that we’re asking people to espouse is the one God chose for His prophets and emissaries and the one he sent Muḥammad to propagate.

It’s just that people have become too blind to accept it.’ “‘Well then,’ said al-Wāthiq, ‘I want you to swear an oath of good faith.’ “Ibn Abī Duʾād promptly called on God to strike him down with paralysis in this world, not to mention the torments of the next, if the caliph was wrong about the Qurʾan being created. Muḥammad ibn ʿAbd al-Malik al-Zayyāt called on God to drive iron spikes through his hands in this world, not to mention the torments of the next, if the caliph was wrong about the Qurʾan being created. Isḥāq ibn Ibrāhīm called on God to make him stink so badly in this world that his friends and relatives would flee from him, not to mention the torments of the next, if the caliph was wrong about the Qurʾan being created. And Najāḥ called on God to kill him by confining him in the smallest of prison cells if the caliph was wrong about the Qurʾan being created.

“While this was going on, Ītākh came in and they challenged him to come up with his own oath. He called on God to drown him in the sea if the caliph was wrong about the Qurʾan being created. Finally, al-Wāthiq himself called on God to set him on fire if he was wrong about the Qurʾan being created.

“And now I’m laughing because every one of the things they proposed came true.

Ibn Abī Duʾād was stricken with paralysis, as I saw with my own eyes. I myself put Ibn al-Zayyāt into a brazen bull and drove steel spikes through his hands. During his final illness, Isḥāq ibn Ibrāhīm gave off a stinking sweat that drove everyone away.

Twenty times a day they changed the gown he was wearing and threw the old one into the Tigris because it smelled like carrion and stank too much to be used again. For Najāḥ, I built a cell one cubit by two and kept him there until he died. Ītākh was executed by Isḥāq ibn Ibrāhīm at my command: when he returned from the pilgrimage he was weighed down with chains and dropped in the water. 96.6

“Now about al-Wāthiq. He had a great love for women and sex. One day he sent for Mikhāʾīl the physician, who was called in to see him and found him in a sunroom lying under a silken sheet. 96.7

“‘Mikhāʾīl,’ said al-Wāthiq, ‘I need you to get me an aphrodisiac.’ “‘Commander of the Faithful,’ said the physician, ‘I don’t approve of putting stress on the body. Too much sex wears the body down, especially if a man has to force it.

Respect the body God has given you and take care of it, since it’s the only one you have!’ “‘No,’ said al-Wāthiq, ‘I must have something.’ He lifted up the sheet and clamped there between his legs was a concubine whom Mikhāʾīl later described as extraordinarily beautiful and shapely. ‘Who could resist someone like this?’ “‘Well then, if you must have it, then what you need is lion meat. Have them prepare four hundred grams and boil it seven times in aged wine vinegar. When you sit down to drink, have them weigh out three dirhams’ worth. Take one dirham’s worth with wine for three nights running and you’ll get the results you want. But be careful not to take too much. Whatever you do, don’t exceed the dosage I’ve prescribed.’ “For several days al-Wāthiq neglected to pursue the matter, but then one day as he was sitting and drinking he remembered the prescription.

“‘Bring me lion meat right away!’ he cried.

“A lion was brought up out of the pit and slaughtered on the spot, and the meat put on the grill. At his orders, it was then boiled in vinegar, cut into strips, and dried. He began taking some of it as an accompaniment to wine.

“After some time he began to suffer from a dropsy of the belly. The physicians were summoned and agreed that the only remedy was to light an open-topped oven, stoke it with olive branches until it was full of coals, then sweep out the coals, turn it over, fill it with green clover, and have al-Wāthiq sit inside it for three hours.527 If he asked for water he was not to have it. After three full hours had passed, he was to be taken out and made to sit upright in the manner they prescribed. He was likely to feel severe pain if exposed to a breeze, but if he asked to be put back into the oven he must instead be kept as he was for two hours. At that point, the water in his belly should come out as urine. If he were to take water or go back into the oven before the two hours had passed, he would expire. 96.8

“The oven was accordingly lit, stoked, emptied, turned over, and filled with clover, and al-Wāthiq was stripped and put inside. He began shouting, ‘I’m burning up! Bring me water!’ “But there were people there assigned to prevent anyone from giving him water, and to stop him from getting out of the place where he’d been put, or moving around.

Even after his whole body broke out in blisters and parts of it swelled up as big as the largest melon, he was kept where he was until the three hours had passed. Then he was taken out. He was nearly burned to death—and those who saw him thought he had been. The doctors put him into a seated position. Whenever there was a breeze, it hurt him, and he would bellow like a bull.

“‘Put me back in the oven!’ he would say. ‘If you don’t I’ll die!’ “Seeing him in agony, and hearing his cries, his intimates and the women of his family gathered and begged them to put him back in the oven in the hope that it would give him some relief. So they put him back inside. As soon as he felt the heat, he stopped shouting, and the swellings on his body burst and subsided. After the inside of the oven had cooled, he was taken out. This time he had been burnt black as coal.

Within an hour he died.

“So,” said al-Mutawakkil, “I’m laughing because God answered the prayers of every one of them by inflicting the punishment he had called down on himself.” [The author:] I’ve also heard a different telling of the story. 96.9

[Al-Marwazī:] No sooner had al-Mutawakkil become caliph than ʿAbd al-ʿAzīz ibn Yaḥyā l-Makkī appeared before him and said, “Commander of the Faithful, something extraordinary happened when al-Wāthiq executed Aḥmad ibn Naṣr:

Aḥmad’s head continued reciting the Qurʾan until it was buried!” Al-Mutawakkil found this news upsetting, especially because of what it implied for his brother. When Muḥammad ibn ʿAbd al-Malik ibn al-Zayyāt appeared, al- Mutawakkil told him he was upset about Aḥmad ibn Naṣr.

“May God burn me alive,” said Muḥammad, “if Aḥmad ibn Naṣr didn’t die an Ingrate.” Then Harthamah appeared and al-Mutawakkil said the same thing.

“May God chop me into pieces,” said Harthamah, “if Aḥmad ibn Naṣr didn’t die an Ingrate.” Then Ibn Abī Duʾād appeared and al-Mutawakkil said the same thing.

“May God strike me with paralysis,” said Ibn Abī Duʾād, “if Aḥmad ibn Naṣr didn’t die an Ingrate.” Later al-Mutawakkil was to say, “Al-Zayyāt ended up burned to death at my command. Harthamah fled and was captured by some Arabs who blamed him for killing their cousin and chopped him to pieces.528 And Ibn Abī Duʾad was imprisoned in his own skin.” [The author:] Ibn Abī Duʾād served as chief judge under al-Muʿtaṣim and al- Wāthiq and urged both caliphs to try people regarding the createdness of the Qurʾan.

As a result, God struck him with paralysis.

[Al-Makkī:] I went to see Ibn Abī Duʾād after he had his stroke. 96.10

“I didn’t come to check on you,” I said, “but to thank God for imprisoning you in your own skin.” [Abū Yūsuf Yaʿqūb:] I dreamed that my uncle and I were walking along the ʿĪsā Canal and heard a woman say, “Don’t you know what happened tonight? God has taken Ibn Abī Duʾād.” 96.11

“How did he die?” I asked.

“He made God angry, and God sent his anger down from seven heavens high.” One of my associates told me that he was at Sufyān ibn Wakīʿ’s place the morning after fires had been sighted in Baghdad and elsewhere.

Sufyān asked, “Do you know what I dreamed last night? I dreamed that Hell gave a sigh and a flame rose up,” or words to that effect. “I asked what was happening and someone said, ‘They’re preparing to receive Ibn Abī Duʾād.’” [Khālid ibn Khidāsh:] I dreamed I heard a voice say, “Ibn Abī Duʾād and Shuʿayb have been transformed into animals, Ibn Samāʿah has suffered a stroke, and So-and- So”—he didn’t say who—“has choked on his own blood.” 96.12

[The author:] The Shuʿayb mentioned here is Ibn Sahl, the judge; he was a follower of Jahm. Ibn Abī Duʾād suffered a stroke, had his property confiscated, and in the year 240 [854–55] perished in disgrace.

[The Prophet:] Anyone who challenges God’s authorities on earth with the intention of demeaning them will suffer crushing humiliation in this world, apart from the shame and disgrace that await him in the next. 96.13

[The author:] “God’s authorities on earth” means the Book and the sunnah of the Prophet.

[The Prophet:] “God’s authorities on earth” means His Book and the sunnah of His Prophet. 96.14

[Al-Ṭūsī:] The day Aḥmad ibn Ḥanbal was flogged, Khālid ibn Khidāsh wrote to my father to let him know that when the news came of what had been done to Aḥmad, a certain man went into a mosque to offer a prayer of thanksgiving but the earth gave way under him and he sunk chest-deep into the ground. When he cried out for help some people came and pulled him out. 96.15

[Khālid ibn Khidāsh:] A certain man was rejoicing over the flogging of Aḥmad ibn Ḥanbal when the ground he was standing on suddenly gave way. 96.16

[Al-Najjād:] An elder who used to tutor us and study Hadith with us told me that he once went to visit the grave of Aḥmad ibn Ḥanbal. 96.17

“There were only a few other graves around it at the time,” he said. “Some people had gathered nearby to shoot pellets. One of them asked which was Aḥmad’s grave.

When it was pointed out to him, he shot a pellet at it. I knew him, and I saw him some time later. His hand had shriveled up.” [ʿImrān ibn Mūsā:] I went to visit Abū l-ʿUrūq, the lictor who had flogged Aḥmad, just to get a look at him. For forty-five days, he could only bark like a dog. 96.18