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At the Guanyin Monastery the Monks Plot for the Treasure · At Black Wind Mountain the Fiend Steals the Cassock

獻茶論寶
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獻茶論寶 Tea, and Talk of Treasures

lǎosēngzhǐdàngfēnghuà便biànjièzàiwènzhǐjiàoxiàncháyǒuxiǎoxìngtóngchūyángzhīdepáneryǒusānlánxiāngjīndecházhōngyòutóngbáitóngerzhēnlesānbēixiāngcházhēnshìliúruǐyànwèishèngguìhuāxiāngsānzàngjiànlekuāàijìndào:「hǎojiànhǎojiànzhēnshìměishíměi。」lǎosēngdào:「yǎnyǎnlǎonǎitiāncháoshàngguóguǎnglǎnzhēnzhèbānguòjiǎnglǎoshàngbāngláiyǒushénmebǎobèijièguān?」lǎosēngzhǐdàngfēnghuà便biànjièzàiwènzhǐjiàoxiàncháyǒuxiǎoxìngtóngchūyángzhīdepáneryǒusānlánxiāngjīndecházhōngyòutóngbáitóngerzhēnlesānbēixiāngcházhēnshìliúruǐyànwèishèngguìhuāxiāngsānzàngjiànlekuāàijìndào:「hǎojiànhǎojiànzhēnshìměishíměi。」lǎosēngdào:「yǎnyǎnlǎonǎitiāncháoshàngguó广guǎnglǎnzhēnzhèbānguòjiǎnglǎoshàngbāngláiyǒushénmebǎobèijièguān?」


逐句解 Line by line

lǎosēngzhǐdàngfēnghuà便biànjièzàiwènzhǐjiàoxiànchá lǎosēngzhǐdàngfēnghuà便biànjièzàiwènzhǐjiàoxiànchá

The old monk took it for a mad remark, gave it no thought, asked no more, and simply called for tea.

只當 is dàng, "to take as, to regard as." Deafness is the old man's besetting sin. He cannot hear a claim of a thousand years because his world is furnished entirely with things, and a thousand years is not a thing.

yǒuxiǎoxìngtóngchūyángzhīdepáneryǒusānlánxiāngjīndecházhōng yǒuxiǎoxìngtóngchūyángzhīdepáneryǒusānlánxiāngjīndecházhōng

A young page came out bearing a tray of mutton-fat jade, and upon it three enamelled teacups rimmed with gold.

幸童 is the favoured boy-attendant. 羊脂玉, "mutton-fat jade," is the prized white nephrite; 法藍 is cloisonné enamel (later written 琺瑯); 茶鍾 (chá zhōng) a small handleless cup. The of 盤兒 is the neutral diminutive, er.

yòutóngbáitóngerzhēnlesānbēixiāngcházhēnshìliúruǐyànwèishèngguìhuāxiāng yòutóngbáitóngerzhēnlesānbēixiāngcházhēnshìliúruǐyànwèishèngguìhuāxiāng

Another page carried in a white-brass pot and poured three cups of fragrant tea. Truly its colour shamed the pomegranate's bloom, and its savour surpassed the scent of osmanthus.

白銅 is paktong, the nickel-copper alloy. 色欺榴蕊豔,味勝桂花香 is a parallel formula of praise, prose in rhythm though verse in shape; 榴蕊 are pomegranate stamens, 桂花 the sweet osmanthus. Observe that the tea is praised in the same breath as the jade it is served in.

sānzàngjiànlekuāàijìndào:「hǎojiànhǎojiànzhēnshìměishíměi。」 sānzàngjiànlekuāàijìndào:「hǎojiànhǎojiànzhēnshìměishíměi。」

Sanzang, seeing them, could not praise them enough. "Fine things, fine things," he said. "Fine food indeed, and in fine vessels."

誇愛不盡, "praised and admired without end" ( is always jìn). 美食美器 is proverbial — fine food asks for fine vessels. Sanzang, warned three lines ago about giving offence, now gives it himself, and in the politest possible way: he admires. Everything that follows follows from an unguarded compliment.

lǎosēngdào:「yǎnyǎnlǎonǎitiāncháoshàngguóguǎnglǎnzhēnzhèbānguòjiǎng lǎosēngdào:「yǎnyǎnlǎonǎitiāncháoshàngguó广guǎnglǎnzhēnzhèbānguòjiǎng

"They offend the eye, they offend the eye," said the old monk. "Your reverence is from the celestial court, a superior kingdom, and has surveyed its rarest treasures. Vessels such as these — what are they, to be praised so?

污眼, "they soil the eye," is the set formula for disparaging one's own possessions. 似這般 takes . Every word here is modesty and every word is bait: the disclaimer exists to solicit the next compliment, and the question it leads to has been waiting since he entered the room.

lǎoshàngbāngláiyǒushénmebǎobèijièguān?」 lǎoshàngbāngláiyǒushénmebǎobèijièguān?」

"Since your reverence comes from a superior land, have you perhaps some treasure you would lend this disciple for a single look?"

甚麼 is shén. 借與…一觀, "lend it for one viewing." The verb ("to borrow") enters the chapter at this line and never leaves it: a cassock is borrowed for a night, a fire-shield is borrowed from Heaven, and only one of the two borrowings is honoured.


總評 Commentary

The tea-service is the chapter in miniature. Jade tray, enamelled cups rimmed with gold, a white-brass pot, tea whose colour shames the pomegranate: an old monk who has just called himself rotten ailanthus wood produces, at a word, a table-setting fit for a prince. Nobody in the room finds the contradiction remarkable, least of all Sanzang, who admires it warmly. The Buddhist critique of possession has become, in this house, a style of speech about possessions.

And the trap closes on a courtesy. 污眼,污眼 — "it offends the eye" — is what a host must say of his own porcelain; 可有甚麼寶貝,借與弟子一觀? is what he must not say next. The old man asks a guest to display his valuables. Sanzang, whose instinct is sound, will decline in the very first line of the next passage. It is Wukong — the disciple who has just been rebuked for not knowing high from low — who will overrule him. The novel is exact about how disasters are made: not from malice, but from a compliment, a disclaimer, and a boy who cannot bear to be thought poor.