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第三十回
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The Evil Demon Assaults the True Dharma · The Horse of the Will Recalls the Monkey of the Heart

現相食人
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原文 Original text 繁體 Traditional Reader's edition 含詞賦 With rhapsody

現相食人 The Devouring

guàizuòshàngzuǒyòupáilièdedōushìyànzhìjiāo姿kànshòuyòngyǐnjiǔzhìèrgēngshífēnzuìjiāngshàngláirěnzhùwéitiàoshēnxiàoshēngxiànleběnxiàngdǒuxiōngxīnshēnkāishǒudàndezhuājiāngguòláidetóuyǎolekǒuxiàdeshígōngéméimìngdeqiánhòuluànpǎoluàncángkànguàizuòshàngzuǒyòupáilièdedōushìyànzhìjiāo姿kànshòuyòngyǐnjiǔzhìèrgēngshífēnzuìjiāngshàngláirěnzhùwéitiàoshēnxiàoshēngxiànleběnxiàngdǒuxiōngxīnshēnkāishǒudàndezhuājiāngguòláidetóuyǎolekǒuxiàdeshígōngéméimìngdeqiánhòuluànpǎoluàncángkàn

gōngésǒngcǎimángjīnggōngésǒngcǎimángjīng
gōngésǒngrónglónggōngésǒngrónglóng
cǎimángjīngjiùfēngchuīsháoyàochūnfēngcǎimángjīngjiùfēngchuīsháoyàochūnfēng
zuósuìmìngdiēshāngqíntáoshēngzuósuìmìngdiēshāngqíntáoshēng
chūménfēnnánběi殿diànguǎn西dōngchūménfēnnánběi殿diànguǎn西dōng
sǔnmiànzhuàngjiāoróngsǔnmiànzhuàngjiāoróng
rénréntáomìngzǒubēncánshēngrénréntáomìngzǒubēncánshēng

逐句解 Line by line

guàizuòshàngzuǒyòupáilièdedōushìyànzhìjiāo姿 guàizuòshàngzuǒyòupáilièdedōushìyànzhìjiāo姿

The monster sat alone at the head of the feast, ranged to left and right by none but figures of lovely form and tender grace.

Both instances of are pointing ; , "all, none but," is dōu. 艷質嬌姿 — lovely substance, tender bearing — arranges eighteen delicate figures around one seated animal, and waits.

kànshòuyòngyǐnjiǔzhìèrgēngshífēnzuìjiāngshàngláirěnzhùwéi kànshòuyòngyǐnjiǔzhìèrgēngshífēnzuìjiāngshàngláirěnzhùwéi

See how he took his ease and drank; and when the second watch came on and the drunkenness rose in him, he could no longer hold back his wildness:

二更時分 is the second night-watch, roughly nine to eleven in the evening. The character is gēng here, the watch-of-the-night reading — not the gèng that means "still, even more," which is the same character doing an entirely different job. In 醉將上來, the drunkenness coming up in him, the is jiāng; 胡為, to run riot, takes as wéi.

tiàoshēnxiàoshēngxiànleběnxiàngdǒuxiōngxīnshēnkāishǒudàndezhuājiāngguòláidetóuyǎolekǒu tiàoshēnxiàoshēngxiànleběnxiàngdǒuxiōngxīnshēnkāishǒudàndezhuājiāngguòláidetóuyǎolekǒu

He sprang up, gave one great roar of laughter, showed his true form, and — his savagery bursting out — spread a hand broad as a winnowing-basket, snatched over one of the girls who played the pipa, and with a crunch took a bite out of her head.

本相, true form, takes as xiàng; in 抓將過來 the carrying the motion is jiāng. 扢咋 is the sound of it, the crunch — the novel puts the noise in before the injury. 彈琵琶 is to play the pipa, the four-stringed lute. And the hand is 簸箕大 again, the winnowing basket from the scene where he dragged the princess by the hair: the same homely comparison, now doing something far worse.

xiàdeshígōngéméimìngdeqiánhòuluànpǎoluàncángkàn xiàdeshígōngéméimìngdeqiánhòuluànpǎoluàncángkàn

The other seventeen palace maids, frightened for their very lives, fled and hid in wild disorder, this way and that. See them now:

嚇得 takes as de; 亂藏, hiding in confusion, takes as cáng. Both instances of are pointing . Seventeen now, where there were eighteen. The lead-in 你看那 starts the verse.

gōngésǒngcǎimángjīng gōngésǒngcǎimángjīng

The palace maids in dread, the serving-girls in sudden fright;

The verse opens by naming the two groups and their terror flatly, to be expanded in the couplets that follow.

gōngésǒngrónglóng gōngésǒngrónglóng

the palace maids in dread, like lotus blossoms lashed by rain and veiled in the rain of night;

The first comparison: the trembling maids are 芙蓉, lotus flowers, beaten down by rain. is , "like." Note what is happening — the poem has begun making the scene beautiful.

cǎimángjīngjiùfēngchuīsháoyàochūnfēng cǎimángjīngjiùfēngchuīsháoyàochūnfēng

the serving-girls in fright, like peonies tossed by the wind, dancing in the spring wind.

The matching comparison: the fleeing girls are 芍藥, peonies, shaken by wind. Two lines, and a room full of women running from a cannibal has become a garden in a storm.

zuósuìmìngdiēshāngqíntáoshēng zuósuìmìngdiēshāngqíntáoshēng

Smashing their lutes to save their lives, bruised and stumbling over zither and lyre as they flee;

琴瑟 are the zither () and the many-stringed . The instruments of the entertainment are underfoot.

chūménfēnnánběi殿diànguǎn西dōng chūménfēnnánběi殿diànguǎn西dōng

Out the doors, what heed for north or south; away from the hall, no minding west from east.

Here 那分南北 means "what telling of north from south," so is the rhetorical — the first time in the chapter the character is read that way standing on its own, outside the compound 那裡. It answers 不管西東, "no minding west from east," in the second half of the couplet.

sǔnmiànzhuàngjiāoróng sǔnmiànzhuàngjiāoróng

Their jade faces knocked and marred, their tender features bruised and torn;

玉面 and 嬌容, jade faces and tender features, return us to the beauty catalogued at the opening of the feast, now knocked about in the rush for the doors.

rénréntáomìngzǒubēncánshēng rénréntáomìngzǒubēncánshēng

each one fleeing for her life, every one running to save what remained of it.

The closing couplet strips everything down to survival — 殘生, "the remnant of life" — completing the turn from ornament to terror.


總評 Commentary

This is the chapter's central horror, and its placement is deliberate. The monstrousness held in check through all the courtly performance erupts at last among the very women sent to please him. The domestic figure who fixed his wife's hairpins and told her to mind their two children is revealed, drunk, as a man-eater. The novel keeps teaching the same lesson: the monstrous lives inside the familiar.

What follows is stranger than the violence. The verse makes the terror beautiful — the maids as rain-beaten lotus, the girls as wind-tossed peony — and keeps its blossoms-in-a-storm conceit running while describing women fleeing a cannibal. The dissonance is calculated, and this collision of beautiful form with horrible matter is very characteristic of the vernacular novel's set-pieces.

The trampled 琴瑟, zither and lyre, are the emblem of the entertainment the demon has shattered; their wreckage, and the battered 玉面 echoing the beauty of the feast's opening, measure how completely the evening has collapsed into carnage.