浴罷更衣 The Bath and the Robe
行者道:「老陳,左右打攪你家,我有五百多年不洗澡了,你可去燒些湯來,與我師徒們洗浴洗浴,一發臨行謝你。」那老兒即令燒湯拿盆,掌上燈火。師徒浴罷,坐在燈前。行者道:「老陳,還有一事累你:有針線借我用用。」那老兒道:「有,有,有。」即教媽媽取針線來,遞與行者。行者又有眼色,見師父洗浴,脫下一件白布短小直裰未穿,他即扯過來披在身上。卻將那虎皮脫下,聯接一處。打一個馬面樣的摺子,圍在腰間,勒了籐條,走到師父面前道:「老孫今日這等打扮,比昨日如何?」三藏道:「好,好,好。這等樣,才像個行者。」三藏道:「徒弟,你不嫌殘舊,那件直裰兒,你就穿了罷。」悟空唱個喏道:「承賜,承賜。」他又去尋些草料喂了馬。此時各各事畢,師徒與那老兒亦各歸寢。行者道:「老陈,左右打搅你家,我有五百多年不洗澡了,你可去烧些汤来,与我师徒们洗浴洗浴,一发临行谢你。」那老儿即令烧汤拿盆,掌上灯火。师徒浴罢,坐在灯前。行者道:「老陈,还有一事累你:有针线借我用用。」那老儿道:「有,有,有。」即教妈妈取针线来,递与行者。行者又有眼色,见师父洗浴,脱下一件白布短小直裰未穿,他即扯过来披在身上。却将那虎皮脱下,联接一处。打一个马面样的折子,围在腰间,勒了籐条,走到师父面前道:「老孙今日这等打扮,比昨日如何?」三藏道:「好,好,好。这等样,才像个行者。」三藏道:「徒弟,你不嫌残旧,那件直裰儿,你就穿了罢。」悟空唱个喏道:「承赐,承赐。」他又去寻些草料喂了马。此时各各事毕,师徒与那老儿亦各归寝。
逐句解 Line by line
The Pilgrim said, "Old Chen, I have troubled your house on every side; I have not bathed these five hundred years and more.
'Old Chen' — he has known the man about an hour. The request is blunt and entirely self-serving, and he softens it with a promise to be grateful later. Five hundred years unwashed is a comic overstatement of a real predicament. 行者 reads 行 as xíng.
Would you go and heat some water, so my master and I may wash — and I will thank you all the more when we leave."
Note the tactful expansion: hot water for my master and me. Having decided to impose, he brings Sanzang along as cover. 臨行, 'when about to set out', reads 行 as xíng.
The old fellow at once had water heated and a basin brought, and set a lamp burning. Master and disciple bathed, and sat down before the lamp.
Water heated, basin fetched, lamp lit, no complaint recorded. The old man's generosity keeps quietly outrunning what is asked of him. 那 reads nà.
The Pilgrim said, "Old Chen, there is one more thing I must trouble you for: lend me a needle and thread to use."
One more thing, says the guest who has already had a bath. 還有一事, 'there is yet one more thing', reads 還 as hái.
The old fellow said, "Yes, yes, yes," and bade his wife fetch needle and thread, which she handed to the Pilgrim.
Yes, yes, yes — and the wife is sent for the sewing box. 即教媽媽 reads 教 as jiào, 'to have someone do something'.
The Pilgrim, quick-eyed as ever, had seen while his master bathed a short white cloth tunic set aside unworn; he pulled it over and threw it about himself.
又有眼色 is 'quick-eyed', and it is a compliment in the text and a theft in the story: while his master was bathing, Wukong spotted a short white tunic set aside and unworn, and simply put it on.
Then he took off the tiger-skin, joined it together, worked it into a horse-face pleat, bound it about his waist, fastened it with the creeper-cord, and came before his master, saying:
Now the real tailoring. He folds the hide into a 馬面樣的摺子, a pleated 'horse-face' apron — a real garment shape, a skirt with a flat panel front and back and pleats at the sides — belts it on with his creeper, and presents himself for inspection. 將 marks what the verb acts on, read jiāng; 摺子 takes the light 子 (zi).
"How does old Sun's turnout today compare with yesterday's?"
And then he fishes for a compliment. How do I look today compared with yesterday?
Sanzang said, "Good, good, good! Dressed like this, you look at last like a proper pilgrim."
He gets one. 'Now you look like a proper 行者' — which, since 行者 is the name Sanzang gave him a few hours ago, means the outfit has finally caught up with the title. 三藏 reads 藏 as zàng.
Sanzang said, "Disciple, if you do not mind its being worn and old, that tunic is yours — put it on and keep it."
And the monk makes a present of the tunic the monkey has already taken, which is a graceful way of not noticing. 那件直裰 reads 那 as nà.
Wukong made a salute and said, "I accept it, I accept it."
承賜, 'I receive your gift', twice over. For once he says thank you properly.
He then went to find some fodder and fed the horse. By this time all their tasks were done, and master and disciple, with the old fellow, each went to rest.
One last chore — fodder for the horse — and the house goes to bed. 那老兒 reads 那 as nà.
The domestic interlude reaches its warmest and funniest point in the kitting-out of Wukong. Having talked his host into heating a bath — five hundred years unwashed, he explains — the monkey then borrows needle and thread and, quick-eyed as ever, helps himself to a white tunic his master had laid aside, wearing it under a properly tailored tiger-skin apron.
The scene completes his transformation into the figure the reader will know for the rest of the book: no longer the naked, grass-grown prisoner but the tiger-skinned, white-robed Pilgrim. Sanzang's approving 'now you look a proper pilgrim', and his gift of the tunic after the fact, mark the disciple as fully clothed and fully enrolled.
The ease of it all — a bath, some sewing, a preening monkey, a fed horse, a household turning in — is the calm before the road turns cold and dangerous. Tomorrow's departure leads directly to the first real test of Wukong's promised restraint.