師徒相爭 Master and Disciple at Odds
他打個唿哨,跳在空中,火眼金睛,用手搭涼篷,四下裡觀看,更不見馬的蹤跡。按落雲頭,報道:「師父,我們的馬斷乎是那龍吃了,四下裡再看不見。」三藏道:「徒弟呀,那廝能有多大口,卻將那匹大馬連鞍轡都吃了?想是驚張溜韁,走在那山凹之中。你再仔細看看。」行者道:「你也不知我的本事。我這雙眼,白日裡常看一千里路的吉凶。像那千里之內,蜻蜓兒展翅,我也看見,何期那匹大馬,我就不見?」三藏道:「既是他吃了,我如何前進?可憐啊,這千山萬水,怎生走得?」說著話,淚如雨落。行者見他哭將起來,他那裡忍得住暴燥,發聲喊道:「師父莫要這等膿包形麼,你坐著,坐著,等老孫去尋著那廝,教他還我馬匹便了。」三藏卻才扯住道:「徒弟啊,你那裡去尋他?只怕他暗地裡攛將出來,卻不又連我都害了?那時節人馬兩亡,怎生是好?」行者聞得這話,越加嗔怒,就叫喊如雷道:「你忒不濟,不濟!又要馬騎,又不放我去,似這般看著行李,坐到老罷。」他打个唿哨,跳在空中,火眼金睛,用手搭凉篷,四下里观看,更不见马的踪迹。按落云头,报道:「师父,我们的马断乎是那龙吃了,四下里再看不见。」三藏道:「徒弟呀,那厮能有多大口,却将那匹大马连鞍辔都吃了?想是惊张溜缰,走在那山凹之中。你再仔细看看。」行者道:「你也不知我的本事。我这双眼,白日里常看一千里路的吉凶。像那千里之内,蜻蜓儿展翅,我也看见,何期那匹大马,我就不见?」三藏道:「既是他吃了,我如何前进?可怜啊,这千山万水,怎生走得?」说著话,泪如雨落。行者见他哭将起来,他那里忍得住暴燥,发声喊道:「师父莫要这等脓包形么,你坐著,坐著,等老孙去寻著那厮,教他还我马匹便了。」三藏却才扯住道:「徒弟啊,你那里去寻他?只怕他暗地里撺将出来,却不又连我都害了?那时节人马两亡,怎生是好?」行者闻得这话,越加嗔怒,就叫喊如雷道:「你忒不济,不济!又要马骑,又不放我去,似这般看著行李,坐到老罢。」
逐句解 Line by line
He gave a whistle, sprang up into the air, and with his fiery eyes and golden pupils shaded his brow with a hand and scanned every quarter — but of the horse there was still not the least trace.
火眼金睛 (huǒyǎn jīnjīng), "fiery eyes and golden pupils," is Wukong's signature faculty, tempered in Laozi's furnace: eyes that pierce disguise and reach across great distance. 搭涼篷 ("to make an awning" with the hand) is the gesture of shading the eyes to peer far off. 更 (gèng) here sharpens the negative, meaning still not at all.
He brought his cloud down and reported: "Master, our horse has surely been eaten by that dragon; there is nothing to be seen anywhere I look."
按落雲頭, "to press down the cloud-head," i.e. to descend from flight; 斷乎 is emphatic — "assuredly, beyond doubt." Wukong now grasps what has happened, too late to have prevented it. 那龍 is demonstrative, nà.
Said Sanzang: "Disciple, ah — how big a mouth can that creature have, to swallow so large a horse, saddle, bridle and all?
那廝 (nà sī), "that fellow, that creature," is dismissive. 將 marks 那匹大馬 as the thing gulped down; 都 ("all," dōu) sweeps in the tack besides. The monk's incredulity is the ordinary mind measuring a marvel against common sense.
It must have shied and slipped its rein, and wandered off into some fold of the hills.
驚張 is "to take fright, be startled"; 溜韁, "to let the rein slip." 山凹 (shān'āo) is a hollow or dell between hills. Sanzang clings to the mundane explanation — a bolted horse — against his disciple's report.
Look again, and carefully."
仔細 is "closely, with care." The request is faintly reproachful, as though Wukong had simply not looked hard enough — which stings his pride.
Said the Pilgrim: "You do not know what I am capable of.
本事 (běnshì) is one's skill, one's powers. The retort opens Wukong's boast, and the friction of wounded self-regard begins to show.
These two eyes of mine can commonly make out good and ill fortune a thousand lǐ off in broad daylight.
白日裡, "in the daytime"; 吉凶, "the auspicious and the ominous." The 里 (lǐ) is the Chinese mile (roughly half a kilometre); the boast measures how impossible it is that the horse escaped his notice.
Within that thousand lǐ, let a dragonfly so much as spread its wings and I would see it — how then should I fail to see so large a horse?"
蜻蜓 (qīngtíng) is a dragonfly, 展翅 "to spread the wings"; 何期, "who would have expected." The hyperbole — a dragonfly at a thousand 里 — is Wukong's proof by contradiction that the horse is not merely lost but gone.
Said Sanzang: "If it has indeed been eaten, how am I to go forward?
既是, "since it is so." The monk's mind leaps at once from the loss to its consequence — the journey itself imperilled — the seed of his despair.
Alas — with all these thousand hills and myriad streams, however am I to travel it?"
千山萬水 (qiān shān wàn shuǐ), "a thousand mountains and ten thousand streams," is the set phrase for an arduous road. 走得 here is potential — "able to travel" — so 得 is read dé. The sheer scale of it undoes him.
As he spoke, his tears fell like rain.
說著話 — "while speaking," the durative 著 read zhe. 淚如雨落, "tears falling like rain," is a stock figure; Sanzang's readiness to weep is a recurring trait the novel treats with mingled sympathy and gentle irony.
When the Pilgrim saw him break into weeping, how could he hold in his hot temper? He raised his voice and shouted:
哭將起來, "to burst out crying," where 將 is the directional particle before 起來 (jiāng). 那裡忍得住 is a rhetorical "how could he bear it," 那裡 read nǎ and 得 potential dé; 暴燥 (for 暴躁) is a fiery, impatient temper.
"Master, don't put on this spineless act — sit down, sit down, and let old Sun go find that creature and make it give me back my horse, and there's an end of it.""
膿包 (nóngbāo), literally "a pustule," is an insult for a weakling or spineless coward — startlingly blunt from disciple to master, and wholly in character. 老孫 ("old Sun") is Wukong's brash self-styling. 還 (huán), "give back," will recur as his battle-cry; The doubled 坐著 takes the durative 著 (zhe), a state held while another action proceeds; but 尋著 is verb-plus-resultative — "to find," the seeking attained — and its 著 is read zháo.
But Sanzang caught hold of him and said: "Disciple, ah — where would you go to look for it?
扯住, "to seize and hold back." 那裡去尋 is again the interrogative "where would you go," 那裡 read nǎ. The monk's fear now shifts from the horse to his disciple's safety.
I only fear that if it should come lunging out from hiding, would it not then do me harm as well?
暗地裡, "in secret, from concealment"; 攛將出來, "to come bursting out," 將 the directional particle. 連我都害 — "harm even me too," 都 read dōu. Sanzang pictures himself left defenceless should Wukong depart.
Then it would be man and horse both lost — however would that do?"
那時節, "at that juncture, in that case" (nà, demonstrative); 人馬兩亡, "man and horse both perished." The monk's timidity is drawn without flattery: he would rather keep Wukong at his side than recover the horse.
Hearing these words, the Pilgrim grew angrier still, and shouted out like a thunderclap: "You are no good at all — no good!
聞得, "hearing," resultative 得 read de. 嗔怒 (chēnnù) is wrathful indignation; 忒 (tè), "too, excessively"; 不濟, "useless, no good." The exchange has become an open quarrel.
You want a horse to ride, yet you won't let me go; sit here minding the baggage like this, then, till we grow old, and be done!"
似這般, "in this fashion, at this rate," 似 read sì. 看著行李 — "guarding the baggage," durative 著 read zhe. 坐到老, "sit until old age," is exasperated hyperbole: nothing can be done if he is forbidden to act.
This long exchange is one of the novel's small comedies of temperament, and it does real allegorical work. Sanzang is the ordinary anxious mind: he cannot credit the marvel ("how big a mouth can it have?"), clings to the mundane explanation of a bolted horse, and slides at once from the loss to helpless tears and fear for his own safety. Wukong is capacity and impatience: his boast of eyes that catch a dragonfly at a thousand 里 is not idle bragging but the plain truth of his powers — and it is precisely his usefulness that makes the master's timid refusal to let him act so galling.
The friction is deliberately unflattering to both. The disciple calls his own master a 膿包, a "pustule," a coward, and threatens to sit guarding the luggage "till we grow old"; the master would sooner keep his protector at his elbow than see the horse recovered. Read allegorically, this is the will (意) and the mind (心) at cross-purposes, each thwarting the other — the very disorder the chapter will resolve when the guardian gods intervene and the recovered mount, the transformed dragon, becomes the disciplined 意馬. The quarrel is the problem the rest of the chapter answers.