Canonical Classics ← 第三十四回
第三十四回
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The Demon King, by artful reckoning, confounds the Mind-Monkey; the Great Sage, by shifting sleight, filches away the treasures.

冒充外班
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冒充外班 Posing as an Outer-Ranks Imp

hǎilónghuítóuwèndào:「shìláide?」xíngzhědào:「hǎoaliánjiārénrènde?」xiǎoyāodào:「jiāméiyǒu。」xíngzhědào:「zěnmeméizàirènrèn。」xiǎoyāodào:「miànshēngmiànshēngcéngxiānghuì。」xíngzhědào:「zhèngshìmencénghuìzháoshìwàibānde。」xiǎoyāodào:「wàibānzhǎngguānshìcénghuìwǎng?」xíngzhědào:「wángshuōchāièrwèiqǐnglǎonǎinǎiláichītángsēngròujiàojiùdàihuǎngjīnshéngláisūnxíngzhěkǒngèrwèizǒudehuǎnyǒuxiētānwánlezhèngshìyòuchāiláicuīmenkuài。」hǎilónghuítóuwèndào:「shìláide?」xíngzhědào:「hǎoaliánjiārénrènde?」xiǎoyāodào:「jiāméiyǒu。」xíngzhědào:「zěnmeméizàirènrèn。」xiǎoyāodào:「miànshēngmiànshēngcéngxiānghuì。」xíngzhědào:「zhèngshìmencénghuìzháoshìwàibānde。」xiǎoyāodào:「wàibānzhǎngguānshìcénghuìwǎng?」xíngzhědào:「wángshuōchāièrwèiqǐnglǎonǎinǎiláichītángsēngròujiàojiùdàihuǎngjīnshéngláisūnxíngzhěkǒngèrwèizǒudehuǎnyǒuxiētānwánlezhèngshìyòuchāiláicuīmenkuài。」


逐句解 Line by line

hǎilónghuítóuwèndào:「shìláide?」xíngzhědào:「hǎoaliánjiārénrènde?」xiǎoyāodào:「jiāméiyǒu。」xíngzhědào:「zěnmeméizàirènrèn。」xiǎoyāodào:「miànshēngmiànshēngcéngxiānghuì。」 hǎilónghuítóuwèndào:「shìláide?」xíngzhědào:「hǎoaliánjiārénrènde?」xiǎoyāodào:「jiāméiyǒu。」xíngzhědào:「zěnmeméizàirènrèn。」xiǎoyāodào:「miànshēngmiànshēngcéngxiānghuì。」

Sea-Reclining Dragon turned his head and asked: “Where are you from?” Pilgrim said: “Come now, brother — you don't even know your own household folk?” The imp said: “There's no you in our house.” Pilgrim said: “How no me? Look at me again.” The imp said: “A strange face, a strange face — we've never met.”

那倚海龍 (nà yǐ hǎi lóng), "that Sea-Reclining Dragon," deictic ; 是那裡來的 (shì nǎ lǐ lái de), "where are you from?" — interrogative . 認不得 (rèn bù de), "don't recognize" — negative potential de; 不曾相會 (bù céng xiāng huì), "never met" — the reciprocal xiāng.

xíngzhědào:「zhèngshìmencénghuìzháoshìwàibānde。」xiǎoyāodào:「wàibānzhǎngguānshìcénghuìwǎng?」 xíngzhědào:「zhèngshìmencénghuìzháoshìwàibānde。」xiǎoyāodào:「wàibānzhǎngguānshìcénghuìwǎng?」

Pilgrim said: “Just so. You've never met me — I'm of the outer ranks.” The imp said: “If you're an outer-ranks officer, then we've not met. Where are you headed?”

會著我 (huì zháo wǒ), "met me" — resultative zháo. 外班長官 (wài bān zhǎng guān), "outer-ranks officer" — read zhǎng, senior. 你往那裡去 (nǐ wǎng nǎ lǐ qù), "where are you going?" — interrogative .

xíngzhědào:「wángshuōchāièrwèiqǐnglǎonǎinǎiláichītángsēngròujiàojiùdàihuǎngjīnshéngláisūnxíngzhěkǒngèrwèizǒudehuǎnyǒuxiētānwánlezhèngshìyòuchāiláicuīmenkuài。」 xíngzhědào:「wángshuōchāièrwèiqǐnglǎonǎinǎiláichītángsēngròujiàojiùdàihuǎngjīnshéngláisūnxíngzhěkǒngèrwèizǒudehuǎnyǒuxiētānwánlezhèngshìyòuchāiláicuīmenkuài。」

Pilgrim said: “The Great King says he's sending you two to invite Old Grandma to eat the Tang Monk's flesh, and to have her bring the gold-glinting cord along to catch Sun the Pilgrim. Fearing you two might dawdle, dally, and spoil the business, he's sent me on to urge you to make haste.”

教他就帶 (jiào tā jiù dài), "have her bring along" — read jiào, causative. 走得緩 (zǒu de huǎn), "walk slowly" — the complement de; 誤了正事 (wù le zhèng shì), "spoil the business.”


總評 Commentary

The imposture proceeds by the trickster's favorite gambit: not stealth but effrontery. Wukong does not sneak information from the couriers; he browbeats them into it, feigning injured familiarity — you don't know your own household? — until the honest imp, baffled but deferential, accepts “outer ranks” as explanation for a face he has never seen. The exchange is pure comedy of bureaucratic hierarchy, where an unfamiliar superior is more plausible than a stranger.

Having established false standing, Wukong closes the trap by reciting the mission back to its own messengers as proof of authority — the invitation, the feast, the cord, the quarry. The pretext that he has been sent to hurry them along is the perfect cover: it explains his presence, flatters his rank, and licenses him to steer their errand. The couriers now carry, all unknowing, the very enemy their summons was meant to snare.