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第二十回
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On Yellow Wind Ridge the Tang Monk Meets Adversity · Halfway Up the Mountain Bajie Strives for the Lead

好殺
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好殺 A Fine Slaughter

guǒrándiǎnshímíngjīngzhuàngxiǎoyāoléiyáochánliǎngkǒuchìtóngdāoténgchūménláishēnggāojiàodào:「shìláidehóushànggǎnzàijiānxiǎojiàodezuòshén?」xíngzhědào:「zhèbāodechùshengnòngshénmetuōqiàoershīshèledàozhuǎnwènzuòshénchènzǎohǎohǎosòngshīchūláiháiráozhèxìngmìng。」guàidào:「shīshìleyàowángzuòdùnxiàfànshídǎohuíránzhùcòuchīquèshìmǎiyòuráo?」xíngzhěwényánxīnzhōngbèngbènggāngcuònièliúliúhuǒyǎnzhēngyuánchètiěbàngdào:「duōshǒuduàngǎnshuōzhèděnghuàxiūzǒukàngùn。」xiānfēngchídāojiēzhùzhèchángguǒránshànliǎngxiǎnwēinénghǎoshāguǒrándiǎnshímíngjīngzhuàngxiǎoyāoléiyáochánliǎngkǒuchìtóngdāoténgchūménláishēnggāojiàodào:「shìláidehóushànggǎnzàijiānxiǎojiàodezuòshén?」xíngzhědào:「zhèbāodechùshengnòngshénmetuōqiàoershīshèledàozhuǎnwènzuòshénchènzǎohǎohǎosòngshīchūláiháiráozhèxìngmìng。」guàidào:「shīshìleyàowángzuòdùnxiàfànshídǎohuíránzhùcòuchīquèshìmǎiyòuráo?」xíngzhěwényánxīnzhōngbèngbènggāngcuònièliúliúhuǒyǎnzhēngyuánchètiěbàngdào:「duōshǒuduàngǎnshuōzhèděnghuàxiūzǒukàngùn。」xiānfēngchídāojiēzhùzhèchángguǒránshànliǎngxiǎnwēinénghǎoshā

guàishìzhēnéluǎnkōngshìéluǎnshíguàishìzhēnéluǎnkōngshìéluǎnshí
chìtóngdāojiàměihóuwánghúnlěiluǎnláishíchìtóngdāojiàměihóuwánghúnlěiluǎnláishí
niǎoquèzěnfènghuángzhēng鴿gǎnyīngyàoniǎoquèzěnfènghuángzhēnggǎnyīngyào
guàipēnfēnghuī滿mǎnshānkōngyúnguàipēnfēnghuīmǎnshānkōngyún
láiwǎngjīnsānhuíxiānfēngyāoruǎnquánláiwǎngjīnsānhuíxiānfēngyāoruǎnquán
zhuǎnshēnbàileyàotáoshēngquèbèikōngzhuǎnshēnbàileyàotáoshēngquèbèikōng

逐句解 Line by line

guǒrándiǎnshímíngjīngzhuàngxiǎoyāoléiyáochánliǎngkǒuchìtóngdāoténgchūménláishēnggāojiàodào guǒrándiǎnshímíngjīngzhuàngxiǎoyāoléiyáochánliǎngkǒuchìtóngdāoténgchūménláishēnggāojiàodào

So he mustered fifty stout little fiends, beat the drums and shook out the flags, girt on his two red-copper sabres, came leaping out of the gate, and shouted in a savage voice,

擂鼓搖旗, 纏兩口赤銅刀 — drums, flags, and the same two soft-metal sabres. The Vanguard goes out with a parade.

shìláidehóushànggǎnzàijiānxiǎojiàodezuòshén?」 shìláidehóushànggǎnzàijiānxiǎojiàodezuòshén?」

"What monkey monk are you, and where do you come from, that you dare stand hallooing and bawling in this place? What is your business?"

那裡來的 is the question-word ; 做甚 is likewise a question, shén, not the intensifier shèn. Every appearance of in this passage is a question — the chapter reads the character that way at every site but one, back where the Tang Monk calls the wind 甚惡.

xíngzhědào:「zhèbāodechùsheng xíngzhědào:「zhèbāodechùsheng

The Pilgrim cursed him. "You skin-shedding beast!

剝皮的畜生: is bāo and is chù; the on the end goes toneless. "Skin-peeling beast" is descriptive rather than abusive, which is what makes it sting.

nòngshénmetuōqiàoershīshèledàozhuǎnwènzuòshén nòngshénmetuōqiàoershīshèledàozhuǎnwènzuòshén

What was that shell-sloughing trick of yours, that you carried off my master, and now turn round and ask me my business?

脫殼法兒 takes as qiào and the suffix as er. 倒轉問我做甚: is dào, the "on the contrary" adverb — set that against the dǎo of 識起倒 in the fiend's reply a few lines on.

chènzǎohǎohǎosòngshīchūláiháiráozhèxìngmìng。」 chènzǎohǎohǎosòngshīchūláiháiráozhèxìngmìng。」

Send my master out at once and fairly, and I will yet spare you that life of yours."

還饒你這個性命 — the Pilgrim offers terms, exactly as Bajie did before the first fight. Both offers are refused, and both fiends die.

guàidào:「shīshìleyàowángzuòdùnxiàfàn guàidào:「shīshìleyàowángzuòdùnxiàfàn

The Tiger fiend said, "Your master is taken, and I took him, and he shall make a dish to go with my Great King's rice.

做頓下飯, "to make one meal's worth of something to go with rice." 下飯 is the dish that accompanies the grain, and the Tang Monk has now been called a 案酒, a , a and a 下飯 — appetiser, dish, meal and side.

shídǎohuíránzhùcòuchīquèshìmǎiyòuráo?」 shídǎohuíránzhùcòuchīquèshìmǎiyòuráo?」

Know when to stand and when to fall, and go home. Otherwise you shall be taken too, and eaten along with him — and shall I not have bought one and been given another free?"

識起倒 is a Yuan and Ming idiom, "to know when to rise and when to go down," hence to know your place; reads dǎo. 買一個又饒一個, buy one and get one thrown in — the Vanguard's wit is a shopkeeper's.

xíngzhěwényánxīnzhōngbèngbènggāngcuònièliúliúhuǒyǎnzhēngyuán xíngzhěwényánxīnzhōngbèngbènggāngcuònièliúliúhuǒyǎnzhēngyuán

At these words the Pilgrim's heart swelled with rage. His steel teeth ground and clashed; his fiery eyes rolled wide and round;

扢迸迸鋼牙錯嚙滴流流火眼睜圓: two doubled sound-words, one of grinding and one of rolling. This is the point in the chapter at which the Great Sage stops being funny.

chètiěbàngdào:「duōshǒuduàngǎnshuōzhèděnghuà chètiěbàngdào:「duōshǒuduàngǎnshuōzhèděnghuà

he drew out the iron rod and roared, "How great are these arts of yours, that you dare talk so large?

這等大話, "talk of this size." He is angry because the fiend has said out loud what the fiend intends, and what the fiend intends involves eating him.

xiūzǒukàngùn。」xiānfēngchídāojiēzhù xiūzǒukàngùn。」xiānfēngchídāojiēzhù

Do not run. Look to my staff!" And the Vanguard hastily raised his sabres to meet it.

看棍, "look to the staff," is the formal warning that precedes a blow in the vernacular novel. 急持刀接住 — the Vanguard has just time enough to get both sabres up.

zhèchángguǒránshànliǎngxiǎnwēinénghǎoshā zhèchángguǒránshànliǎngxiǎnwēinénghǎoshā

Now this was no gentle bout. Each of them showed his power to the full. A fine slaughter:

好殺: is a verse cue and stays with the prose segment, exactly as 但見那: and 果然那: do. 果然不善, "truly not a mild affair."

guàishìzhēnéluǎnkōngshìéluǎnshí guàishìzhēnéluǎnkōngshìéluǎnshí

That fiend was no more than a goose's egg; Wukong was a goose-egg stone.

The poem opens on a pun that will not cross into English. 鵝卵 is a goose's egg; 鵝卵石, "goose-egg stone," is an ordinary rounded cobble. The fiend is the egg, the monkey is the stone shaped like one, and the reader is told the outcome in the first couplet.

chìtóngdāojiàměihóuwánghúnlěiluǎnláishí chìtóngdāojiàměihóuwánghúnlěiluǎnláishí

Copper sabres barred the Handsome Monkey King, as one might pile up eggs and pitch them at a rock.

壘卵來擊石 — to stack eggs up and throw them at a rock. It is the standing figure for pointless force, and its shorter form 以卵擊石 is still in daily use for a hopelessly unequal fight. The metaphor of the first couplet is here turned into an action.

niǎoquèzěnfènghuángzhēng鴿gǎnyīngyào niǎoquèzěnfènghuángzhēnggǎnyīngyào

How should crow and magpie contend against the phoenix? How should the pigeon dare face hawk and falcon?

鵓鴿, the wood-pigeon; 鷹鷂, hawk and sparrowhawk. Two rhetorical questions, and the battle-poem still has not described a blow.

guàipēnfēnghuī滿mǎnshānkōngyún guàipēnfēnghuīmǎnshānkōngyún

The fiend blew wind, and ash filled all the hills; Wukong spat mist, and cloud bewildered the sun.

The first line of real combat, and the only couplet in which the two are equals. 噴風 is the Vanguard's single art — and the wind is his king's, not his.

láiwǎngjīnsānhuíxiānfēngyāoruǎnquán láiwǎngjīnsānhuíxiānfēngyāoruǎnquán

He could not stand three or five exchanges: the Vanguard's waist went soft, and all his strength was gone.

來往不禁三五回: is jīn, "to endure," per the ruling of chapter 19, and the plain before it is therefore . 腰軟, the waist gone soft, is this novel's standard sign that a fighter is finished.

zhuǎnshēnbàileyàotáoshēngquèbèikōng zhuǎnshēnbàileyàotáoshēngquèbèikōng

He turned to fly and save his life; but Wukong pressed him to the death.

抵死逼, to press to the death. The poem, which began with a joke about eggs, ends on the character .


總評 Commentary

The Tiger Vanguard comes out with drums, flags, fifty troopers and a joke about buying one and getting one free. Sun Wukong grinds his teeth. The exchange between them is commercial from end to end — 下飯, 湊吃, 買一個又饒一個 — and the demon's last piece of wit is a shopkeeper's. Then the poem begins, and the poem has no interest whatever in the fight.

Six couplets, and four of them are metaphors of futility: a goose's egg against a cobble, eggs stacked up and flung at a rock, a magpie against the phoenix, a pigeon against the hawk. Only the fourth couplet lets the Vanguard do anything at all, and what he does is blow wind — which is his master's art, not his own. By the fifth he cannot last three or five exchanges; by the sixth he is running. The chapter has given the pig a hard fight and the Great Sage a slaughter, and it calls the second one 好殺, a fine killing.