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Sun the Pilgrim Makes Great Havoc on Black Wind Mountain · Guanshiyin Subdues the Bear-Fiend

日午收兵
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日午收兵 Arms Drawn Off at Noon

guàixíngzhědòuleshíshùhuífēnshèngjiànjiànhóngdānghēihànqiāngjiàzhùtiěbàngdào:「sūnxíngzhězánliǎngqiěshōubīngděngjìnleshànláizàidòu。」xíngzhědào:「zhènièchùjiàozuòhànzihǎohànzibànerjiùyàochīfànlǎosūnzàishāngēnxiàzhěnglebǎiniánwèicéngchángxiētāngshuǐ便biànèlituīxiūzǒuhuánjiāshāláifāngràngchīfàn。」guàihuǎngqiāngchèshēndòngguānleshíménshōuhuíxiǎoguàiqiěānpáiyányànshūxiěqǐngtiěyāoqǐngshānwángqìnghuìguàixíngzhědòuleshíshùhuífēnshèngjiànjiànhóngdānghēihànqiāngjiàzhùtiěbàngdào:「sūnxíngzhězánliǎngqiěshōubīngděngjìnleshànláizàidòu。」xíngzhědào:「zhènièchùjiàozuòhànzihǎohànzibànerjiùyàochīfànlǎosūnzàishāngēnxiàzhěnglebǎiniánwèicéngchángxiētāngshuǐ便biàn饿èlituīxiūzǒuhuánjiāshāláifāngràngchīfàn。」guàihuǎngqiāngchèshēndòngguānleshíménshōuhuíxiǎoguàiqiěānpáiyányànshūxiěqǐngtiěyāoqǐngshānwángqìnghuì


逐句解 Line by line

guàixíngzhědòuleshíshùhuífēnshèngjiànjiànhóngdāng guàixíngzhědòuleshíshùhuífēnshèngjiànjiànhóngdāng

The fiend and the Pilgrim fought some dozen bouts without advantage to either, and by degrees the red sun stood at noon.

十數 reads shù, a dozen or so. 不分勝負, neither winning nor losing: the clock settles this fight rather than the weapons — a formula the chapter will reach for twice more.

hēihànqiāngjiàzhùtiěbàngdào:「sūnxíngzhězánliǎngqiěshōubīngděngjìnleshànláizàidòu。」 hēihànqiāngjiàzhùtiěbàngdào:「sūnxíngzhězánliǎngqiěshōubīngděngjìnleshànláizàidòu。」

The black fellow raised his spear to fend off the iron rod and said, "Sun the Pilgrim, let the two of us draw off our arms awhile. Wait till I have taken my meal, and I will contend with you again."

架住 is to catch an incoming blow on your own shaft. 收兵, draw off arms, and 賭鬥, stake a contest, both belong to the vocabulary of a duel between gentlemen, and the fiend uses them without a trace of irony.

xíngzhědào:「zhènièchùjiàozuòhànzihǎohànzibànerjiùyàochīfàn xíngzhědào:「zhènièchùjiàozuòhànzihǎohànzibànerjiùyàochīfàn

The Pilgrim said, "You beast of evil karma — do you call that being a man? A fine fellow, who must eat after half a day!

孽畜, niè chù. 教做 is writing 叫做, to be called, and reads jiào. 半日兒 carries the toneless diminutive , er.

lǎosūnzàishāngēnxiàzhěnglebǎiniánwèicéngchángxiētāngshuǐ便biànèli lǎosūnzàishāngēnxiàzhěnglebǎiniánwèicéngchángxiētāngshuǐ便biàn饿èli

Take old Sun: pressed under the root of the mountain a full five hundred years and more, and never so much as tasted broth or water. Where was there any hunger in that?

reads and means as for, take the case of. 那裡便餓哩 is a question — is , where would the hunger be? — with as the final particle, li. The Pilgrim has answered a request for lunch with five hundred years under a mountain.

tuīxiūzǒuhuánjiāshāláifāngràngchīfàn。」 tuīxiūzǒuhuánjiāshāláifāngràngchīfàn。」

Make no excuses. Do not run. Give me back my cassock, and then I will let you go to your dinner."

推故 is to plead a pretext. is huán, to give a thing back.

guàihuǎngqiāngchèshēndòngguānleshíménshōuhuíxiǎoguài guàihuǎngqiāngchèshēndòngguānleshíménshōuhuíxiǎoguài

The fiend made a feint with his spear, drew his body back into the cave, shut the stone gate, called in his little demons,

虛幌 is a feint — showing the weapon without committing it. The fiend gets his dinner.

qiěānpáiyányànshūxiěqǐngtiěyāoqǐngshānwángqìnghuì qiěānpáiyányànshūxiěqǐngtiěyāoqǐngshānwángqìnghuì

and set about ordering the banquet and writing the invitation cards, bidding the demon kings of every mountain to the festival. Of this no more.

請帖 reads tiě, a written card. Not the tiē of pasting something up, nor the tiè of a calligraphic model to copy from. The banquet goes ahead on schedule, and the card being written here will be intercepted two passages from now.


總評 Commentary

A duel is interrupted for lunch. The bear-fiend asks for the pause in the correct language of the duelling ground — 咱兩個且收兵, let the two of us draw off our arms — and the request is entirely reasonable, which is what makes the Pilgrim's answer so revealing. He does not refuse on tactical grounds. He refuses on the grounds that he personally once went five hundred years without a meal, and offers this as a standard of manhood.

The fiend does not argue the point. He feints, retires, bars the gate and gets on with his party: the small demons called in, the banquet ordered, the cards written out. That is the behaviour of a householder rather than a monster, and the chapter has now shown him keeping a garden, holding a salon, observing his mother's memory and running a correspondence. The one thing he will not do is hand the robe back.