Canonical Classics ← 第二十三回
第二十三回
sānzàngwàngběn
shèngshìchánxīn

Tripitaka Does Not Forget His Origin · The Four Saints Test the Meditative Heart

寡婦出迎
模式 Mode Read Study
拼音 Pinyin Off
字體 Script
原文 Original text 繁體 Traditional Reader's edition 含詞賦 With rhapsody

寡婦出迎 The Widow Appears

xíngzhězhèngrántōukànchùtīnghòuménnèiyǒujiǎozhīshēngzǒuchūbànlǎolǎoderénláijiāoshēngwèndào:「shìshénmerénshànguǎzhīmén?」huāngdeshèngliánshēngdào:「xiǎosēngshìdōngtángláidefèngzhǐxiàng西fāngbàiqiújīngxíngzhòngguòbǎofāngtiānwǎnbēnlǎotángàojièxiāo。」rénxiàoxiāngyíngdào:「zhǎnglǎosānwèizàiqǐnglái。」xíngzhěgāoshēngjiàodào:「shīqǐngjìnlái。」sānzàngcáijièshāsēngqiāntiāodànérzhǐjiànrénchūtīngyíngjiējièxíngyǎntōukàndàozěnshēngbànxíngzhězhèngrántōukànchùtīnghòuménnèiyǒujiǎozhīshēngzǒuchūbànlǎolǎoderénláijiāoshēngwèndào:「shìshénmerénshànguǎzhīmén?」huāngdeshèngliánshēngdào:「xiǎosēngshìdōngtángláidefèngzhǐxiàng西fāngbàiqiújīngxíngzhòngguòbǎofāngtiānwǎnbēnlǎotángàojièxiāo。」rénxiàoxiāngyíngdào:「zhǎnglǎosānwèizàiqǐnglái。」xíngzhěgāoshēngjiàodào:「shīqǐngjìnlái。」sānzàngcáijièshāsēngqiāntiāodànérzhǐjiànrénchūtīngyíngjiējièxíngyǎntōukàndàozěnshēngbàn

穿chuānjiànzhījǐnguānzhùǎoshàngzhàozheqiǎnhóngjiǎ穿chuānjiànzhījǐnguān绿zhùǎoshàngzhàozheqiǎnhóngjiǎ
tiáojiécǎiéhuángjǐnxiùqúnxiàyìngzhegāohuāxiétiáojiécǎiéhuángjǐnxiùqúnxiàyìngzhegāohuāxié
shíyàngmánzàoshāmànxiāngchènzheèrpánlóngshíyàngmánzàoshāmànxiāngchènzheèrpánlóng
gōngyàngshūzhūcuìhuǎngxiézānzheliǎngchuànjīnchāigōngyàngshūzhūcuìhuǎngxiézānzheliǎngchuànjīnchāi
yúnbìnbàncāngfēifèngchìěrhuánshuāngzhuìbǎozhūpáiyúnbìnbàncāngfēifèngchìěrhuánshuāngzhuìbǎozhūpái
zhīfěnshīyóuměifēngliúháishàoniáncáizhīfěnshīyóuměifēngliúháishàoniáncái

逐句解 Line by line

xíngzhězhèngrántōukànchùtīnghòuménnèiyǒujiǎozhīshēngzǒuchūbànlǎolǎoderénláijiāoshēngwèndào:「shìshénmerénshànguǎzhīmén?」 xíngzhězhèngrántōukànchùtīnghòuménnèiyǒujiǎozhīshēngzǒuchūbànlǎolǎoderénláijiāoshēngwèndào:「shìshénmerénshànguǎzhīmén?」

Just as Pilgrim was peering about, all at once he heard the sound of footsteps within the rear door, and out came a woman neither quite old nor quite young, who asked in a coy, lilting voice: "Who is this that barges uninvited into a widow's house?"

The mistress of the house arrives, and the trap opens its mouth. 正然 is right in the middle of; 聽得 takes the light de. 半老不老, half-old and not-old, is a wonderfully unhelpful way of putting an age on a woman, and exactly the point; 嬌聲 is a soft, coaxing voice. 甚麼 is shén me, what or who; 擅入 is that same walking-in-without-leave Tripitaka had just warned against. She has caught them at it inside thirty seconds.

huāngdeshèngliánshēngdào:「xiǎosēngshìdōngtángláidefèngzhǐxiàng西fāngbàiqiújīng huāngdeshèngliánshēngdào:「xiǎosēngshìdōngtángláidefèngzhǐxiàng西fāngbàiqiújīng

Flustered, the Great Sage bowed with a rapid murmur of assent and said: "This humble monk comes from the Great Tang in the Land of the East, sent by imperial decree toward the Western Region to worship the Buddha and seek the scriptures."

The Great Sage, who has fought armies of heaven, is flustered by one woman at a door. 慌得 takes the light de, so-flustered-that. 喏喏連聲 is a rapid string of deferential yesses, the noise of somebody bowing fast; 小僧, this humble cleric, is the polite self-diminishing first person for a monk; 奉旨 is under imperial orders. is .

xíngzhòngguòbǎofāngtiānwǎnbēnlǎotángàojièxiāo。」 xíngzhòngguòbǎofāngtiānwǎnbēnlǎotángàojièxiāo。」

"Our party of four, passing through your precious district as the sky grows dark, has hastened expressly to your reverend and charitable dwelling to beg one night's shelter."

一行四眾, a travelling party of four — and 一行 is read yì xíng, one company on the road, not háng. 寶方, your precious district, and 老菩薩, aged bodhisattva, are flattery of the standard kind aimed at a householder; 檀府 is your almsgiving house, the coming from Sanskrit dāna, giving.

rénxiàoxiāngyíngdào:「zhǎnglǎosānwèizài rénxiàoxiāngyíngdào:「zhǎnglǎosānwèizài

The woman, greeting him with a smiling word, said: "Elder — and where are the other three?"

笑語相迎, greeting him with smiling speech, takes as xiāng, back and forth between two people. In 長老 the is zhǎng. In 那三位, those three, the points; in the 那裡 that follows it asks. She has gone from challenge to welcome in a single line, and she is counting heads.

qǐnglái。」 qǐnglái。」

"Do bring them in."

請來, do have them come. Two words, and the door is open.

xíngzhěgāoshēngjiàodào:「shīqǐngjìnlái。」 xíngzhěgāoshēngjiàodào:「shīqǐngjìnlái。」

Pilgrim called out loudly, "Master — do come in, now!"

is a hailing particle on the end of a sentence, the written equivalent of raising your voice across a courtyard.

sānzàngcáijièshāsēngqiāntiāodànérzhǐjiànrénchūtīngyíngjiē sānzàngcáijièshāsēngqiāntiāodànérzhǐjiànrénchūtīngyíngjiē

Only then did Tripitaka, with Bajie and Sha Monk, lead the horse and shoulder the load and go in; and there was the woman coming out of the hall to receive them.

牽馬挑擔, leading the horse and shouldering the pole-load, with the noun dàn. 出廳迎接, came out of the hall to meet them. Everything about the reception is correct, which ought to worry somebody.

jièxíngyǎntōukàndàozěnshēngbàn jièxíngyǎntōukàndàozěnshēngbàn

Bajie, with languid, half-lidded eyes, stole a look — and how, you ask, was she got up?

餳眼 is read xíng yǎn — bleary, heavy-lidded eyes, here the sidelong leer of a man sizing someone up. The character is as xíng, not the táng of malt-sugar. Then 你道他怎生打扮, and how, you ask, was she got up? — the tag that hands the description over to verse. Note whose eyes we are about to borrow.

穿chuānjiànzhījǐnguānzhùǎoshàngzhàozheqiǎnhóngjiǎ 穿chuānjiànzhījǐnguān绿zhùǎoshàngzhàozheqiǎnhóngjiǎ

She wore a jacket of brocade in officer's-green ramie-silk, / over it a vest of pale rose thrown on top;

官綠 is office-green, a specific deep shade; 紵絲襖 is a padded jacket of ramie silk; 比甲 (bǐ jiǎ) is a sleeveless over-vest. 罩著 takes the running (zhe).

tiáojiécǎiéhuángjǐnxiùqúnxiàyìngzhegāohuāxié tiáojiécǎiéhuángjǐnxiùqúnxiàyìngzhegāohuāxié

She had bound about her a goose-yellow brocade skirt, tricked out with colored knots, / beneath which peeped high-soled embroidered shoes.

結綵 is tied about with coloured silks; 鵝黃 is gosling-yellow; 高底花鞋 are embroidered shoes on a high sole. 下映著 takes the running (zhe), showing beneath.

shíyàngmánzàoshāmànxiāngchènzheèrpánlóng shíyàngmánzàoshāmànxiāngchènzheèrpánlóng

Her fashionable chignon was veiled in black gauze, / set off against coiling dragon-twists of two-toned hair;

時樣 is in the current fashion — the poem is dating her as precisely as a photograph would. 鬘髻 (mán jì) is a coiled bun; 皂紗 is black gauze. 相襯, setting each other off, takes as xiāng; 襯著 the running (zhe); 盤龍髮 is a coiling-dragon knot of hair.

gōngyàngshūzhūcuìhuǎngxiézānzheliǎngchuànjīnchāi gōngyàngshūzhūcuìhuǎngxiézānzheliǎngchuànjīnchāi

A palace-style ivory comb glinted vermilion and kingfisher-blue, / and slantwise she had pinned two braided golden hairpins.

宮樣 is palace-fashion; 牙梳 an ivory comb; 朱翠 the pairing of cinnabar red and kingfisher green. 斜簪著, pinned in aslant, takes the running (zhe); 釧金釵 are twisted gold hairpins.

yúnbìnbàncāngfēifèngchìěrhuánshuāngzhuìbǎozhūpái yúnbìnbàncāngfēifèngchìěrhuánshuāngzhuìbǎozhūpái

Her cloud-like tresses, half turned gray, swept up like phoenix-wings; / from her ears hung a paired descent of ranked precious pearls.

雲鬢 is cloud-tresses; 半蒼, half grey, is the one honest detail in the whole portrait; 飛鳳翅, soaring phoenix wings, describes how the hair is swept up; 寶珠排 is a row of jewel-pearls.

zhīfěnshīyóuměifēngliúháishàoniáncái zhīfěnshīyóuměifēngliúháishàoniáncái

Though she wore neither rouge nor powder, she was lovely still; / in charm she yet resembled one in the bloom of youth.

The couplet that fixes her exactly. 脂粉不施, wearing neither rouge nor powder, keeps as before . 猶自 is still, even so. 還似 takes (hái), still, with (), resembles; 少年 is shào nián, youth. Grey at the temples and needing no cosmetics, charming as a girl — the poem will not let you settle on matron or seductress, and that instability is the whole engine of what follows.


總評 Commentary

The widow's entrance is the hinge of the chapter. Her opening challenge — who barges into a widow's house? — and her swift turn into smiling hospitality establish the part she is playing: mistress of a rich household with no man in it, forward, coquettish, and, as the reader knows and the pilgrims do not, a goddess in costume. This is the opening move of the 四聖試禪心, the four saints' testing of the Chan mind.

Bajie's 餳眼偷看, the heavy-lidded sidelong look, is the tell. Tripitaka stands on ceremony and Wukong keeps his own counsel; Bajie's appetite announces itself in a glance, before a single word of the offer has been spoken. Then the narrator's tag — how, you ask, was she got up? — hands the reader over to that appraising gaze and makes us look through it.

The costume poem that follows is a virtuoso piece of work: brocade jacket and rose vest, goose-yellow skirt and platform shoes, gauze-veiled bun and phoenix-wing hair, ivory comb and twisted gold pins. Its real craft is in the final couplet, which refuses to resolve. Hair half grey, yet a beauty needing no paint and a charm still like a girl's. The portrait holds her exactly between matron and temptress, and the whole temptation depends on her staying there.