照驗影圖 The Portrait
金角道:「兄弟,你有些性急,且莫忙著。你若走出門,不管好歹,但是和尚就拿將來,假如不是唐僧,卻也不當人子。我記得他的模樣,曾將他師徒畫了一個影,圖了一個形。你可拿去,但遇著和尚,以此照驗照驗。」又將某人是某名字,一一說了。銀角得了圖像,知道姓名,即出洞,點起三十名小怪,便來山上巡邏。金角道:「兄弟,你有些性急,且莫忙着。你若走出门,不管好歹,但是和尚就拿将来,假如不是唐僧,却也不当人子。我记得他的模样,曾将他师徒画了一个影,图了一个形。你可拿去,但遇着和尚,以此照验照验。」又将某人是某名字,一一说了。银角得了图像,知道姓名,即出洞,点起三十名小怪,便来山上巡逻。
逐句解 Line by line
Said Golden-Horn: "Brother, you're a bit hasty — don't rush off just yet. If you go out the gate and, heedless of good or ill, seize any monk you find, then should it not be the Tang Monk, it would not do at all.
Golden-Horn is the careful one. 性急, xìng jí, "hasty by temperament" — still the everyday way to call someone impatient. 不當人子 is a Ming expression of dismay, roughly "that would never do." 忙著 takes 著 as zhe; 拿將來 takes 將 as jiāng. Grab the wrong monk and the whole thing is spoiled.
I remember his likeness, and once had the master and his disciples drawn — a portrait made, a figure sketched.
So there is a portrait. 模樣, mú yàng, "likeness, appearance" — 模 read mú, the shape or mould, not the mó of a model to imitate. 畫了一個影,圖了一個形 is the same paired phrase the woodcutter used back at the warning, 畫影圖形 — the vocabulary of a wanted poster. 記得 takes 得 as de; 將他師徒 takes 將 as jiāng.
Take it with you, and whenever you meet a monk, check him against it."
照驗, zhào yàn, "to check against, to verify" — a term from official practice, matching a person to a document. 遇著 takes 著 as zháo, the 著 of a thing successfully happening upon. Every monk you meet, hold him up against the picture.
And he told him, one by one, which figure bore which name.
某人是某名字, mǒu rén shì mǒu míng zì, "which one is called what." The names go with the faces. 又將 takes 將 as jiāng.
Silver-Horn, having got the portrait and learned the names, went out of the cave at once, mustered thirty little fiends, and came up onto the mountain to patrol.
巡邏, xún luó, "to patrol" — a genuine police-and-garrison term, still the modern word for a patrol. 得了圖像 takes 得 as dé, obtained. Thirty little fiends, one portrait, one roster of names. And Eight Rules is coming up the same mountain.
Golden-Horn checks his brother's eagerness with a procedural point that is also a plot device: seize the wrong monk and the whole thing is ruined, so take the portrait. He has had the master and disciples drawn from memory, and he briefs Silver-Horn on which face carries which name. This is exactly what the disguised Merit-Officer warned about at the start of the chapter — 畫影圖形,抄名訪姓, likenesses painted and names copied down — and the warning turns out to have been literal rather than colourful.
With the picture and the roster, Silver-Horn musters thirty little fiends and heads up the mountain. And the two lines of the chapter are now pointed straight at each other: the truant, who has been ordered back out to do the reconnaissance he faked, is walking up the same slope as a demon carrying a portrait of his face. Everything needed for the collision is in place. The rest is arithmetic.