Canonical Classics ← 第十三回
第十三回
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Trapped in the Tiger's Den, the Gold Star Dispels the Peril · At Twin-Fork Ridge, Liu Boqin Takes In the Monk

鎮山太保
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鎮山太保 The Mountain-Warden Liu Boqin

sānzàngjiànláidejiànjìnguìzàipángzhǎnggāojiàodào:「wángjiùmìngwángjiùmìng!」tiáohàndàobiānqiánfàngxiàgāngchāyòngshǒuchāndào:「zhǎnglǎoxiūshìdǎirénshìzhèshānzhōngdelièxìngliúmíngqīnchuòhàozhènshāntàibǎocáiláiyàoxúnliǎngzhīshānchóngshíyòngzháoduōyǒuchōngzhuàng。」sānzàngdào:「pínsēngshìtángjiàxiàqīnchāiwǎng西tiānbàiqiújīngdeshàngshìjiānláidàochùzháoxiēlángshéchóngbiānwéiràonéngqiánjìnjiàntàibǎoláizhòngshòujiēzǒujiùlepínsēngxìngmìngduōxièduōxiè。」qīndào:「zàizhèzhùrénzhuānxiēlángwèishēngzhuōxiēshéchóngguòhuózhòngshòuzǒuleshìtángcháoláidedōushìxiāngjiānháishìtángdejièshìtángcháodebǎixìngtóngshíhuángwángdeshuǐchéngránshìguózhīrénxiūgēnláidàoshèxiàxiēmíngzhāosòngshàng。」sānzàngwényán滿mǎnxīnhuānxièleqīnqiānsuíxíngsānzàngjiànláidejiànjìnguìzàipángzhǎnggāojiàodào:「wángjiùmìngwángjiùmìng!」tiáohàndàobiānqiánfàngxiàgāngchāyòngshǒuchāndào:「zhǎnglǎoxiūshìdǎirénshìzhèshānzhōngdelièxìngliúmíngqīnchuòhàozhènshāntàibǎocáiláiyàoxúnliǎngzhīshānchóngshíyòngzháoduōyǒuchōngzhuàng。」sānzàngdào:「pínsēngshìtángjiàxiàqīnchāiwǎng西tiānbàiqiújīngdeshàngshìjiānláidàochùzháoxiēlángshéchóngbiānwéiràonéngqiánjìnjiàntàibǎoláizhòngshòujiēzǒujiùlepínsēngxìngmìngduōxièduōxiè。」qīndào:「zàizhèzhùrénzhuānxiēlángwèishēngzhuōxiēshéchóngguòhuózhòngshòuzǒuleshìtángcháoláidedōushìxiāngjiānháishìtángdejièshìtángcháodebǎixìngtóngshíhuángwángdeshuǐchéngránshìguózhīrénxiūgēnláidàoshèxiàxiēmíngzhāosòngshàng。」sānzàngwényánmǎnxīnhuānxièleqīnqiānsuíxíng


逐句解 Line by line

sānzàngjiànláidejiànjìnguìzàipángzhǎnggāojiàodào:「wángjiùmìngwángjiùmìng!」tiáohàndàobiānqiánfàngxiàgāngchāyòngshǒuchāndào:「zhǎnglǎoxiūshìdǎirénshìzhèshānzhōngdelièxìngliúmíngqīnchuòhàozhènshāntàibǎocáiláiyàoxúnliǎngzhīshānchóngshíyòngzháoduōyǒuchōngzhuàng。」sānzàngdào:「pínsēngshìtángjiàxiàqīnchāiwǎng西tiānbàiqiújīngdeshàngshìjiānláidàochùzháoxiēlángshéchóngbiānwéiràonéngqiánjìnjiàntàibǎoláizhòngshòujiēzǒujiùlepínsēngxìngmìngduōxièduōxiè。」 sānzàngjiànláidejiànjìnguìzàipángzhǎnggāojiàodào:「wángjiùmìngwángjiùmìng!」tiáohàndàobiānqiánfàngxiàgāngchāyòngshǒuchāndào:「zhǎnglǎoxiūshìdǎirénshìzhèshānzhōngdelièxìngliúmíngqīnchuòhàozhènshāntàibǎocáiláiyàoxúnliǎngzhīshānchóngshíyòngzháoduōyǒuchōngzhuàng。」sānzàngdào:「pínsēngshìtángjiàxiàqīnchāiwǎng西tiānbàiqiújīngdeshàngshìjiānláidàochùzháoxiēlángshéchóngbiānwéiràonéngqiánjìnjiàntàibǎoláizhòngshòujiēzǒujiùlepínsēngxìngmìngduōxièduōxiè。」

Seeing him come gradually nearer, Sanzang knelt by the roadside, pressed his palms together, and cried aloud: "Great King, spare my life! Great King, spare my life!" The fellow came up before him, set down his trident, raised him with his hand, and said: "Have no fear, elder. I am no evildoer; I am a hunter of these mountains. My surname is Liu, my name Boqin, and my style is Guardian of the Mountain. I have just come out looking for a couple of mountain beasts to eat; I did not expect to meet you, and I have given you a great fright." Sanzang said: "This poor monk is a priest sent by imperial commission under the Tang court, on his way to the Western Heaven to worship the Buddha and seek the scriptures. Coming just now to this place, I met with wolves and tigers, snakes and vermin, that hemmed me in on all four sides so that I could go no farther. Then all at once the Guardian appeared, and every beast fled and my poor life was saved. My thanks, my thanks."

Xuanzang sees an armed man and assumes the worst. 大王 (dà wáng), "Great King," is how you address a bandit chief or a mountain demon — it is the same title the pit-monster held an hour ago — so the monk is begging for his life from the man who has just saved it. Boqin's first act is to put him straight. 鎮山太保 (Zhèn-shān Tài-bǎo), "Guardian of the Mountain," is a hunter's nickname; 太保 was originally a lofty court appointment, worn here by a countryman with no court anywhere near him. 欽差 marks Xuanzang as travelling under imperial warrant.

qīndào:「zàizhèzhùrénzhuānxiēlángwèishēngzhuōxiēshéchóngguòhuózhòngshòuzǒuleshìtángcháoláidedōushìxiāngjiānháishìtángdejièshìtángcháodebǎixìngtóngshíhuángwángdeshuǐchéngránshìguózhīrénxiūgēnláidàoshèxiàxiēmíngzhāosòngshàng。」sānzàngwényán滿mǎnxīnhuānxièleqīnqiānsuíxíng qīndào:「zàizhèzhùrénzhuānxiēlángwèishēngzhuōxiēshéchóngguòhuózhòngshòuzǒuleshìtángcháoláidedōushìxiāngjiānháishìtángdejièshìtángcháodebǎixìngtóngshíhuángwángdeshuǐchéngránshìguózhīrénxiūgēnláidàoshèxiàxiēmíngzhāosòngshàng。」sānzàngwényánmǎnxīnhuānxièleqīnqiānsuíxíng

Boqin said: "I make my living here among men, relying wholly on striking down wolves and tigers, and catching snakes and vermin to keep myself — that is why the beasts feared me and fled. Since you have come from the land of Tang, we are countrymen. This is still within the borders of Great Tang, and I too am a subject of the Tang court; you and I drink the same waters and eat of the same soil of our sovereign — truly we are men of one country. Have no fear; come with me, and lodge your horse at my cottage, and tomorrow I will see you on your way." Hearing this, Sanzang was filled with joy; he thanked Boqin, and, leading his horse, went along with him.

同食皇王的水土 — "we eat of the same soil of our sovereign." That is the sentence that changes everything: the moment Boqin places the monk as a fellow subject of Tang, he stops being a stranger with a trident and becomes a host. Shared sovereign, shared ground, therefore obligation. 明朝 here is "tomorrow," with read zhāo.


總評 Commentary

The scene opens on a misunderstanding that is funny and also fair. A man with a trident and a bow comes out of the trees at a monk who has spent the night watching people be eaten; of course he assumes the worst and starts begging. Boqin sets down his weapon, pulls him up, and apologises for the fright.

The correction introduces the chapter's other main character, and the novel draws him warmly — blunt, cheerful, quick to reassure. What settles it is the discovery that they are countrymen: same emperor, same soil, therefore come home with me. Hospitality here runs on citizenship rather than charity.

The register shifts decisively at this point. The first half of the chapter was tiger-fiends, cannibal feasts and a star-god; the second half will be a mother, a kitchen, and a funeral rite. The pilgrim, given up for dead an hour ago, is about to be given supper.