深入內堂 Into the Inner Hall
卻說那八戒跟著丈母,行入裡面,一層層也不知多少房舍,磕磕撞撞,盡都是門檻絆腳。獃子道:「娘,慢些兒走,我這裡邊路生,你帶我帶兒。」那婦人道:「這都是倉房、庫房、碾房各房,還不曾到那廚房邊哩。」八戒道:「好大人家。」磕磕撞撞,轉彎抹角,又走了半會,才是內堂房屋。那婦人道:「女婿,你師兄說今朝是天恩上吉日,就教你招進來了。卻只是倉卒間,不曾請得個陰陽,拜堂撒帳。你可朝上拜八拜兒罷。」八戒道:「娘說得是。你請上坐,等我也拜幾拜,就當拜堂,就當謝親,兩當一兒,卻不省事?」他丈母笑道:「也罷,也罷。果然是個省事幹家的女婿。我坐著,你拜麼。却说那八戒跟著丈母,行入里面,一层层也不知多少房舍,磕磕撞撞,尽都是门槛绊脚。呆子道:「娘,慢些儿走,我这里边路生,你带我带儿。」那妇人道:「这都是仓房、库房、碾房各房,还不曾到那厨房边哩。」八戒道:「好大人家。」磕磕撞撞,转弯抹角,又走了半会,才是内堂房屋。那妇人道:「女婿,你师兄说今朝是天恩上吉日,就教你招进来了。却只是仓卒间,不曾请得个阴阳,拜堂撒帐。你可朝上拜八拜儿罢。」八戒道:「娘说得是。你请上坐,等我也拜几拜,就当拜堂,就当谢亲,两当一儿,却不省事?」他丈母笑道:「也罢,也罢。果然是个省事干家的女婿。我坐著,你拜么。
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Now Bajie, following his mother-in-law, walked on inside — chamber upon chamber, past counting how many — stumbling and knocking along, with door-sills everywhere to trip his feet.
卻說那 nà. 跟著丈母 “following his mother-in-law,” 著 durative zhe; 行入裡面 “walked inside,” 行 xíng (“to walk”). 盡都是門檻絆腳 “all door-sills tripping the feet,” 盡 jìn, 都 dōu.
The blockhead said, “Ma'am, go a little slower — I don't know the way in here; give me a little guiding.”
獃子 (子 zi). 路生 “unfamiliar with the way.” 帶我帶兒 “lead me along a bit,” 兒 the diminutive. Bajie, blundering in the dark maze, pleads to be guided.
The woman said, “These are all granaries, storerooms, and milling-rooms — the various outbuildings; we've not yet even reached the kitchen quarter.”
這都是 (那 nà ×2; 都 dōu). 倉房、庫房、碾房 “granary, treasury, milling-house.” 還不曾到 “have not yet reached,” 還 hái. The endless outbuildings advertise the household's wealth even now.
Bajie said, “What a great house!”
好大人家 “what a grand household.” Bajie's admiration — the wealth still working its intended effect on him.
Bumping and knocking, round bends and past corners, they walked on a good while more before reaching the inner-hall apartments.
轉彎抹角 “rounding bends and turning corners.” 又走了半會 “walked another good while.” 內堂房屋 “the inner-hall chambers,” the household's private heart.
The woman said, “Son-in-law, your elder brother says today is a Heaven-favored, auspicious day, so we've had you married in at once.”
那婦人 nà. 今朝 “today,” 朝 zhāo. 天恩上吉日 “a day of Heaven's grace, most propitious.” 就教你招進來 “had you taken in (as husband),” 教 the causative jiào.
“Only, in the haste, we've not managed to summon a yin-yang master for the hall-bowing and the bed-strewing rites.”
倉卒間 “in the hurry.” 請得個陰陽 “to fetch a yin-yang (diviner),” 得 the resultative de; the 陰陽 master sets auspicious times and conducts the rites. 拜堂撒帳 “bowing in the hall and strewing (grain/coins over) the bridal bed,” the core wedding ceremonies.
“You may just face forward and make eight bows.”
朝上 “facing forward/upward,” 朝 here cháo (“to face”), distinct from the zhāo of 今朝 above. 拜八拜 “to make eight obeisances,” 兒 the suffix.
Bajie said, “What you say is right, ma'am.”
娘說得是 “what you say is so,” 得 the structural de. Bajie, all eagerness, agrees at once.
“You take the seat of honor; let me make a few bows — count it as the hall-bowing, count it as the thanks to the in-laws, two things in one — is that not a saving of trouble?”
就當拜堂,就當謝親 “count it as the hall-bowing, count it as the thanking of kin,” 當 here dàng (“to reckon as, treat as”). 兩當一 “two reckoned as one,” 兒 the suffix; 當 dàng. 省事 “to save trouble.” Bajie's shortcut through the rites.
His mother-in-law said with a laugh, “Well then, well then.”
也罷,也罷 “very well, very well.” The widow indulges his shortcut.
“A trouble-saving, house-managing son-in-law indeed.”
省事幹家 “trouble-sparing and house-keeping.” The widow's amused approval of Bajie's eagerness to cut the ceremony short.
“I'll sit, then; you make your bows.”
我坐著 “I'll be seated,” 著 the durative zhe. 你拜麼 “you bow, then.” The widow takes the seat of honor as Bajie prepares to bow — the sham ceremony about to begin.
Bajie is led alone into the depths of the house, and the passage plays his blind, blundering progress for comedy: chamber upon chamber past counting, door-sills everywhere to trip him, until he must beg his “mother-in-law” to slow down and guide him. The widow's tour of granaries, storerooms, and milling-houses — with the kitchen quarter still ahead — keeps the household's wealth working on him even as he stumbles in the dark.
Reaching the inner hall, the widow explains that, the day being auspicious and the hour hurried, no yin-yang master could be fetched for the proper rites of hall-bowing and bed-strewing; Bajie need only face forward and make his eight bows. The improvised, truncated ceremony is exactly suited to his impatience — and to the contrivance, for no real marriage is intended at all.
Bajie's eager economy caps the scene. Let him make a few bows, he proposes, and count them at once as the hall-bowing and the thanks to the in-laws — two ceremonies in one, a fine saving of trouble. The widow's laughing approval of so “house-managing” a son-in-law lets the sham proceed; she takes the seat of honor, bids him bow, and the trap of the four saints stands ready to close on the one disciple whose appetite has carried him into it.