第三十四回
魔王巧算困心猿
大聖騰挪騙寶貝
The Demon King, by artful reckoning, confounds the Mind-Monkey; the Great Sage, by shifting sleight, filches away the treasures.
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The Cord Cunningly Sprung
他兩個戰了有三十回合,不分勝負。行者暗喜道:「這潑怪倒也架得住老孫的鐵棒。我已得了他三件寶貝,卻這般苦苦的與他廝殺,可不誤了我的工夫?不若拿葫蘆或淨瓶裝他去,多少是好?」又想道:「不好,不好。常言道:『物隨主便。』倘若我叫他不答應,卻又不誤了事業?且使幌金繩扣頭罷。」好大聖,一隻手使棒,架住他的寶貝;一隻手把那繩執起,刷喇的扣了魔頭。他两个战了有三十回合,不分胜负。行者暗喜道:「这泼怪倒也架得住老孙的铁棒。我已得了他三件宝贝,却这般苦苦的与他厮杀,可不误了我的工夫?不若拿葫芦或净瓶装他去,多少是好?」又想道:「不好,不好。常言道:『物随主便。』倘若我叫他不答应,却又不误了事业?且使幌金绳扣头罢。」好大圣,一只手使棒,架住他的宝贝;一只手把那绳执起,刷喇的扣了魔头。
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他兩個戰了有三十回合,不分勝負。行者暗喜道:「這潑怪倒也架得住老孫的鐵棒。我已得了他三件寶貝,卻這般苦苦的與他廝殺,可不誤了我的工夫?不若拿葫蘆或淨瓶裝他去,多少是好?」
他两个战了有三十回合,不分胜负。行者暗喜道:「这泼怪倒也架得住老孙的铁棒。我已得了他三件宝贝,却这般苦苦的与他厮杀,可不误了我的工夫?不若拿葫芦或净瓶装他去,多少是好?」
The two of them fought some thirty bouts without deciding a victor. Pilgrim thought with secret glee: “This foul demon can actually stand up to Old Monkey's iron cudgel. I've already got his three treasures, yet here I am bitterly hacking away at him — won't that just waste my time? Better to take the gourd or the vase and bottle him up — wouldn't that be far better?”
不分勝負 (bù fēn shèng fù), "without deciding a victor" — 分 read fēn. 倒也架得住 (dào yě jià de zhù), "can actually stand up to" — adversative dào, complement de; but 我已得了 (wǒ yǐ dé le), "I've already got," attainment dé. 多少是好 (duō shǎo shì hǎo), "wouldn't that be better" — 少 read shǎo.
又想道:「不好,不好。常言道:『物隨主便。』倘若我叫他不答應,卻又不誤了事業?且使幌金繩扣頭罷。」
又想道:「不好,不好。常言道:『物随主便。』倘若我叫他不答应,却又不误了事业?且使幌金绳扣头罢。」
Then he thought again: “No, no. As the common saying goes, ‘A thing follows its master.’ Suppose I call to him and he doesn't answer — wouldn't that again spoil the business? Better use the gold-glinting cord to noose his head.”
物隨主便 (wù suí zhǔ biàn), "a thing follows its master's will" — the proverb warning that the vessels obey their true owner. 我叫他不答應 (wǒ jiào tā bù dá yìng), "I call and he doesn't answer" — 應 read yìng. 扣頭罷 (kòu tóu ba), "noose his head" — hortative ba.
好大聖,一隻手使棒,架住他的寶貝;一隻手把那繩執起,刷喇的扣了魔頭。
好大圣,一只手使棒,架住他的宝贝;一只手把那绳执起,刷喇的扣了魔头。
Good Great Sage! With one hand he plied his cudgel, fending off the fiend's treasure; with the other he took up that cord, and with a whish nooses the demon lord.
一隻手使棒 (yì zhī shǒu shǐ bàng), "with one hand plied the cudgel." 把那繩執起 (bǎ nà shéng zhí qǐ), "took up that cord" — deictic nà; 刷喇的扣了 (shuā lǎ de kòu le), "with a whish nooses.”
總評 Commentary
The stalemate the rhapsody foretold now dictates Wukong's tactics. Thirty bouts settle nothing — the second fiend, unlike his gulled mother, is a genuine match — and the Great Sage, ever the pragmatist, judges open combat a waste of the very time he owes to the scripture-quest. His first impulse, to use gourd or vase, is sound; but his second thought is sounder, and turns on the proverb 物隨主便.
That proverb — a thing follows its master — is the hinge of the whole treasure-contest and a piece of dramatic foreshadowing: Wukong grasps that the vessels answer to their true owner and might not swallow the demon at a stranger's call, a caution the chapter will shortly vindicate. Choosing instead the gold-glinting cord, he springs the trap with the ambidextrous ease of a master combatant — one hand parrying, the other nooses the fiend. The victory looks complete; but the same proverb that guides him here warns the reader that a stolen weapon may yet betray its borrower.