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On Level-Top Mountain the Merit-Officer Brings Word · In the Lotus-Flower Cave the Wood-Mother Meets Disaster

石頭山洞
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石頭山洞 Stone Mountain, Stone Cave

yuánláidāizishítóudàngzhetángsēngshāsēngxíngzhěsānréncháozheyǎndào:「zhèhuíjiànleshīruòwènyǒuyāoguàijiùshuōyǒuyāoguàiwènshénmeshānruòshuōshìniēdezuòdetóngzhùdemiànzhēngdezhǐdehuàdemenjiànshuōdāiruòjiǎngzhèhuàshuōdāilezhǐshuōshìshítóushānwènshénmedòngzhǐshuōshìshítóudòngwènshénmeménquèshuōshìdīngdīngdetiěménwènbiānyǒuduōyuǎnzhǐshuōnèiyǒusāncéngshífēnzàisōuxúnwènménshàngdīngziduōshǎozhǐshuōlǎozhūxīnmángzhēnjiānbiānzàotíngdànghǒngwēn。」dāiziniēletuōzhejìnghuíběnyuánláidāizishítóudàngzhetángsēngshāsēngxíngzhěsānréncháozheyǎndào:「zhèhuíjiànleshīruòwènyǒuyāoguàijiùshuōyǒuyāoguàiwènshénmeshānruòshuōshìniēdezuòdetóngzhùdemiànzhēngdezhǐdehuàdemenjiànshuōdāiruòjiǎngzhèhuàshuōdāilezhǐshuōshìshítóushānwènshénmedòngzhǐshuōshìshítóudòngwènshénmeménquèshuōshìdīngdīngdetiěménwènbiānyǒuduōyuǎnzhǐshuōnèiyǒusāncéngshífēnzàisōuxúnwènménshàngdīngziduōshǎozhǐshuōlǎozhūxīnmángzhēnjiānbiānzàotíngdànghǒngwēn。」dāiziniēletuōzhejìnghuíběn


逐句解 Line by line

yuánláidāizishítóudàngzhetángsēngshāsēngxíngzhěsānréncháozheyǎn yuánláidāizishítóudàngzhetángsēngshāsēngxíngzhěsānréncháozheyǎn

Now the blockhead was taking the rocks for the three — the Tang Monk, Sha Monk, and Pilgrim — and rehearsing his part before them.

把石頭當著 (bǎ shítou dàng zhe), "taking the rocks as" — dàng, zhe. 朝著 zhe. .

dào:「zhèhuíjiànleshīruòwènyǒuyāoguàijiùshuōyǒuyāoguài dào:「zhèhuíjiànleshīruòwènyǒuyāoguàijiùshuōyǒuyāoguài

Said he: “When I go back and see the Master, if he asks whether there are fiends, I’ll say there are fiends.

見了師父 (jiàn le shīfu), "when I see the Master." 若問, "if he asks."

wènshénmeshānruòshuōshìniēdezuòdetóngzhùdemiànzhēngdezhǐdehuàdemenjiànshuōdāiruòjiǎngzhèhuàshuōdāile wènshénmeshānruòshuōshìniēdezuòdetóngzhùdemiànzhēngdezhǐdehuàdemenjiànshuōdāiruòjiǎngzhèhuàshuōdāile

If he asks what mountain it is, and I say it’s clay-pinched, earth-made, tin-beaten, copper-cast, dough-steamed, paper-pasted, or brush-painted — they’ll only think me a dolt; talk like that would prove me a dolt outright.

泥捏/紙糊/筆畫 (ní niē / zhǐ hú / bǐ huà), "clay-pinched / paper-pasted / brush-painted." 甚麼山 shén.

zhǐshuōshìshítóushān zhǐshuōshìshítóushān

I’ll just say it’s Stone Mountain.

石頭山 (shítou shān), "Stone Mountain" — the flatly plausible answer.

wènshénmedòngzhǐshuōshìshítóudòng wènshénmedòngzhǐshuōshìshítóudòng

If he asks what cave, I’ll just say Stone Cave.

石頭洞 (shítou dòng), "Stone Cave." 甚麼洞 shén.

wènshénmeménquèshuōshìdīngdīngdetiěmén wènshénmeménquèshuōshìdīngdīngdetiěmén

If he asks what gate, I’ll say an iron-plated gate studded with nails.

釘釘的鐵葉門 (dīng dīng de tiě yè mén), "a nail-studded iron-plate gate." 甚麼門 shén.

wènbiānyǒuduōyuǎnzhǐshuōnèiyǒusāncéng wènbiānyǒuduōyuǎnzhǐshuōnèiyǒusāncéng

If he asks how far it runs inside, I’ll just say there are three chambers within.

三層 (sān céng), "three chambers/tiers." 裡邊, "inside."

shífēnzàisōuxúnwènménshàngdīngziduōshǎozhǐshuōlǎozhūxīnmángzhēn shífēnzàisōuxúnwènménshàngdīngziduōshǎozhǐshuōlǎozhūxīnmángzhēn

And if he presses harder still and asks how many nails are in the gate, I’ll just say Old Hog was too flustered to count them right.

十分再搜尋 (shí fēn zài sōu xún), "if he searches [the matter] harder still." 記不真, "cannot recall exactly."

jiānbiānzàotíngdànghǒngwēn。」 jiānbiānzàotíngdànghǒngwēn。」

With the tale here got up in good order, I’ll go fool that Bimawen.”

編造停當 (biān zào tíng dàng), "the tale got up in good order" — dàng. .

dāiziniēletuōzhejìnghuíběn dāiziniēletuōzhejìnghuíběn

The blockhead, having patched it all together, dragged his rake and went straight back the way he had come.

捏合 (niē hé), "to patch together, fabricate." ; 拖著 zhe.


總評 Commentary

Eight Rules’s rehearsal is a small masterpiece of comic self-awareness. He knows that a fanciful answer — that the mountain is made of clay, tin, dough, or paper — would instantly betray him as a fool, and so he settles on the flatly plausible: a Stone Mountain, a Stone Cave, an iron-plated gate. His lie is calibrated precisely to sound like truth.

The finishing touch is his prepared evasion should he be pressed on the number of nails in the gate — that he was “too flustered to count them right” — a detail that shows him anticipating cross-examination. Having got the whole tale up “in good order,” he sets off to deceive the very “Bimawen” who has, unknown to him, scripted the entire scene by listening at his ear.