第三十二回 · 罵路 Railing on the Road — Journey to the West

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罵路 Railing on the Road

嚶yīng的de一yí翅chì飛fēi將jiāng去qù，趕gǎn上shàng八bā戒jiè，釘dīng在zài他tā耳ěr朵duǒ後hòu面miàn鬃zōng根gēn底dǐ下xià。那nà獃dāi子zi只zhǐ管guǎn走zǒu路lù，怎zěn知zhī道dào身shēn上shàng有yǒu人rén。行xíng有yǒu七qī八bā里lǐ路lù，把bǎ釘dīng鈀pá撇piē下xià，吊diào轉zhuǎn頭tóu來lái，望wàng著zhe唐táng僧sēng，指zhǐ手shǒu畫huà腳jiǎo的de罵mà道dào：「你nǐ罷bà軟ruǎn的de老lǎo和hé尚shàng，捉zhuō掐qiā的de弼bì馬mǎ溫wēn，面miàn弱ruò的de沙shā和hé尚shàng，他tā都dōu在zài那nà裡lǐ自zì在zài，捉zhuō弄nòng我wǒ老lǎo豬zhū來lái蹡qiāng路lù。大dà家jiā取qǔ經jīng，都dōu要yào望wàng成chéng正zhèng果guǒ，偏piān是shì教jiào我wǒ來lái巡xún甚shén麼me山shān。哈hā哈hā哈hā，曉xiǎo得de有yǒu妖yāo怪guài，躲duǒ著zhe些xiē兒er走zǒu，還hái不bú夠gòu一yí半bàn，卻què教jiào我wǒ去qù尋xún他tā，這zhè等děng晦huì氣qì哩lī。嘤yīng的de一yí翅chì飞fēi将jiāng去qù，赶gǎn上shàng八bā戒jiè，钉dīng在zài他tā耳ěr朵duǒ后hòu面miàn鬃zōng根gēn底dǐ下xià。那nà呆dāi子zi只zhǐ管guǎn走zǒu路lù，怎zěn知zhī道dào身shēn上shàng有yǒu人rén。行xíng有yǒu七qī八bā里lǐ路lù，把bǎ钉dīng钯pá撇piē下xià，吊diào转zhuǎn头tóu来lái，望wàng著zhe唐táng僧sēng，指zhǐ手shǒu画huà脚jiǎo的de骂mà道dào：「你nǐ罢bà软ruǎn的de老lǎo和hé尚shàng，捉zhuō掐qiā的de弼bì马mǎ温wēn，面miàn弱ruò的de沙shā和hé尚shàng，他tā都dōu在zài那nà里lǐ自zì在zài，捉zhuō弄nòng我wǒ老lǎo猪zhū来lái蹡qiāng路lù。大dà家jiā取qǔ经jīng，都dōu要yào望wàng成chéng正zhèng果guǒ，偏piān是shì教jiào我wǒ来lái巡xún甚shén么me山shān。哈hā哈hā哈hā，晓xiǎo得de有yǒu妖yāo怪guài，躲duǒ著zhe些xiē儿er走zǒu，还hái不bú够gòu一yí半bàn，却què教jiào我wǒ去qù寻xún他tā，这zhè等děng晦huì气qì哩lī。

逐句解 Line by line

嚶yīng的de一yí翅chì飛fēi將jiāng去qù，趕gǎn上shàng八bā戒jiè，釘dīng在zài他tā耳ěr朵duǒ後hòu面miàn鬃zōng根gēn底dǐ下xià。嘤yīng的de一yí翅chì飞fēi将jiāng去qù，赶gǎn上shàng八bā戒jiè，钉dīng在zài他tā耳ěr朵duǒ后hòu面miàn鬃zōng根gēn底dǐ下xià。

With a whir of his wings he flew off, caught up with Eight Rules, and fixed himself behind his ear, at the root of the bristles.

嚶 (yīng), the whir of wings. 鬃根 (zōng gēn), "the root of the bristles." 飛將去 — 將 directional jiāng.

那nà獃dāi子zi只zhǐ管guǎn走zǒu路lù，怎zěn知zhī道dào身shēn上shàng有yǒu人rén。那nà呆dāi子zi只zhǐ管guǎn走zǒu路lù，怎zěn知zhī道dào身shēn上shàng有yǒu人rén。

The blockhead just kept walking, never guessing he carried a rider.

只管 (zhǐ guǎn), "to keep right on [doing]." 那 read nà.

行xíng有yǒu七qī八bā里lǐ路lù，把bǎ釘dīng鈀pá撇piē下xià，吊diào轉zhuǎn頭tóu來lái，望wàng著zhe唐táng僧sēng，指zhǐ手shǒu畫huà腳jiǎo的de罵mà道dào：「你nǐ罷bà軟ruǎn的de老lǎo和hé尚shàng，捉zhuō掐qiā的de弼bì馬mǎ溫wēn，面miàn弱ruò的de沙shā和hé尚shàng，他tā都dōu在zài那nà裡lǐ自zì在zài，捉zhuō弄nòng我wǒ老lǎo豬zhū來lái蹡qiāng路lù。行xíng有yǒu七qī八bā里lǐ路lù，把bǎ钉dīng钯pá撇piē下xià，吊diào转zhuǎn头tóu来lái，望wàng著zhe唐táng僧sēng，指zhǐ手shǒu画huà脚jiǎo的de骂mà道dào：「你nǐ罢bà软ruǎn的de老lǎo和hé尚shàng，捉zhuō掐qiā的de弼bì马mǎ温wēn，面miàn弱ruò的de沙shā和hé尚shàng，他tā都dōu在zài那nà里lǐ自zì在zài，捉zhuō弄nòng我wǒ老lǎo猪zhū来lái蹡qiāng路lù。

When he had gone seven or eight li, he flung down his rake, turned his head about, and, gesturing back toward the Tang Monk, railed: “You spineless old monk; you nit-picking Bimawen; you soft-faced Sha Monk — they are all back there at their ease, while they put Old Hog to tramping the road.

弼馬溫 (Bì-mǎ-wēn), "Bimawen," Pilgrim’s demeaning stable-groom title. 罷軟, "spineless"; 蹡路, "to tramp the road." 望著 — 著 zhe; 都 dōu; 那 nà.

大dà家jiā取qǔ經jīng，都dōu要yào望wàng成chéng正zhèng果guǒ，偏piān是shì教jiào我wǒ來lái巡xún甚shén麼me山shān。大dà家jiā取qǔ经jīng，都dōu要yào望wàng成chéng正zhèng果guǒ，偏piān是shì教jiào我wǒ来lái巡xún甚shén么me山shān。

We are all fetching scriptures, all hoping to attain the right fruit — and yet it’s just me they send off to patrol some mountain or other.

正果 (zhèng guǒ), "the right fruit" (of enlightenment). 都 dōu; 甚麼 — 甚 shén.

哈hā哈hā哈hā，曉xiǎo得de有yǒu妖yāo怪guài，躲duǒ著zhe些xiē兒er走zǒu，還hái不bú夠gòu一yí半bàn，卻què教jiào我wǒ去qù尋xún他tā，這zhè等děng晦huì氣qì哩lī。哈hā哈hā哈hā，晓xiǎo得de有yǒu妖yāo怪guài，躲duǒ著zhe些xiē儿er走zǒu，还hái不bú够gòu一yí半bàn，却què教jiào我wǒ去qù寻xún他tā，这zhè等děng晦huì气qì哩lī。

Ha, ha, ha! Knowing there are fiends, one ought to give them a wide berth — and that’s not the half of it: instead they send me to go looking for them. What wretched luck!

晦氣 (huì qì), "wretched luck." 曉得 — 得 de; 躲著 — 著 zhe; 些兒 — 兒 er; 還 hái.

總評 Commentary

With Pilgrim now clinging behind his ear as a gnat, Eight Rules — believing himself alone — vents the resentment he could not voice to the master’s face. He abuses the whole party in turn: the “spineless old monk,” the “nit-picking Bimawen” (Pilgrim’s demeaning stable-title), the “soft-faced Sha Monk,” all supposedly lounging at their ease while he alone is made to tramp the road.

The tirade is both comic and revealing. Eight Rules’s grievance is not baseless — he has indeed been maneuvered into the task — but his logic is pure self-interest: since everyone hopes to attain the “right fruit,” why should he do the dangerous work? The absurd complaint that one ought simply to avoid known fiends rather than seek them out caps his portrait as the pilgrim least committed to the quest’s trials.