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第三十一回
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Zhu Bajie, Roused by Duty, Provokes the Monkey King · Sun the Pilgrim, by Wit, Subdues the Fiend

螃蟹模樣
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螃蟹模樣 The Crab-Shaped Ghost

gōngzhǔdào:「shàngayàoxúnzuózhěliǎngshīyànghǎohàncéngdeguòhuángpáolángzhèbānjīnduōshǎodeshòuguǐpángxièyàngtóudōuzhǎngzàiwàimiànyǒushénběnshìgǎnshuōyāozhīhuà?」gōngzhǔdào:「shàngayàoxúnzuózhěliǎngshīyànghǎohàncéngdeguòhuángpáolángzhèbānjīnduōshǎodeshòuguǐpángxièyàngtóudōuzhǎngzàiwàimiànyǒushénběnshìgǎnshuōyāozhīhuà?」


逐句解 Line by line

gōngzhǔdào:「shàngayàoxún gōngzhǔdào:「shàngayàoxún

The princess said, "Monk, do not go seeking your death.

尋死, xún sǐ, to go looking for death, to throw your life away. She is not mocking yet; she thinks she is warning him.

zuózhěliǎngshīyànghǎohàncéngdeguòhuángpáoláng zuózhěliǎngshīyànghǎohàncéngdeguòhuángpáoláng

Only yesterday your two brothers, stout fellows as they are, could not for all that prevail over my lord Yellow Robe.

好漢, hǎo hàn, a stout fellow, a man of mettle — and she has good evidence, having watched both of them lose. 打得過, dǎ de guò, to be able to beat.

zhèbānjīnduōshǎodeshòuguǐpángxièyàngtóudōuzhǎngzàiwàimiànyǒushénběnshìgǎnshuōyāozhīhuà?」 zhèbānjīnduōshǎodeshòuguǐpángxièyàngtóudōuzhǎngzàiwàimiànyǒushénběnshìgǎnshuōyāozhīhuà?」

A scrawny wretch like you, all sinew and little bone, for all the world like a crab with its bones grown on the outside — what powers have you, that you dare talk of taking fiends?"

Now the mockery, and it produces the best image in the chapter. 觔多骨少, jīn duō gǔ shǎo, much sinew and little bone — again the variant of . Then 螃蟹模樣, páng xiè mú yàng, "the shape of a crab," with the bones grown on the outside. A skinny, hard-shelled, wrong-way-round creature: it is a very precise piece of rudeness.


總評 Commentary

The princess's scorn gives the chapter one of its most vivid comic images: the Great Sage as a scrawny, sinew-heavy wretch, a crab with its bones worn on the outside. The mockery is dramatically pointed rather than gratuitous — she has just watched his two formidable brothers routed by Yellow Robe, and cannot credit that so slight a figure will succeed where they failed.

The taunt does the familiar work of setting up a riposte, and the mismatch between Wukong's unimpressive body and his enormous power is a standing joke of the novel, exploited again and again. That the mockery comes from the very person he has undertaken to rescue sharpens its edge, and readies the proverb-capped answer of the next passage, in which he meets appearance with the wisdom of the marketplace.