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.

拴柱飲酒
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原文 Original text 繁體 Traditional Reader's edition

拴柱飲酒 Tied to the Pillar; the Fiends Drink

lǎodào:「leshuílái?」èrdào:「sūnxíngzhěláikànláikàn。」lǎojiànrèndeshìxíngzhě滿mǎnmiànxiàodào:「shìshìchángchángdeshéngershuānzàizhùshàngshuǎzi。」zhēnxíngzhěshuānzhùliǎngtóuquèjìnhòumiàntángyǐnjiǔlǎodào:「leshuílái?」èrdào:「sūnxíngzhěláikànláikàn。」lǎojiànrèndeshìxíngzhěmǎnmiànxiàodào:「shìshìchángchángdeshéngershuānzàizhùshàngshuǎzi。」zhēnxíngzhěshuānzhùliǎngtóuquèjìnhòumiàntángyǐnjiǔ


逐句解 Line by line

lǎodào:「leshuílái?」èrdào:「sūnxíngzhěláikànláikàn。」lǎojiànrèndeshìxíngzhě滿mǎnmiànxiàodào:「shìshìchángchángdeshéngershuānzàizhùshàngshuǎzi。」 lǎodào:「leshuílái?」èrdào:「sūnxíngzhěláikànláikàn。」lǎojiànrèndeshìxíngzhěmǎnmiànxiàodào:「shìshìchángchángdeshéngershuānzàizhùshàngshuǎzi。」

The old fiend said: “Whom have you brought?” The second fiend said: “Sun the Pilgrim. Come look, come look.” At one glance the old fiend recognized Pilgrim and, his whole face wreathed in laughing delight, said: “It's him, it's him! Take his long, long cord and tie him to the pillar-post for sport.”

認得是行者 (rèn de shì xíng zhě), "recognized Pilgrim" — the vernacular de. 長長的繩兒 (cháng cháng de shéng er), "the long, long cord" — read cháng, long; diminutive er. 拴在柱科上耍子 (shuān zài zhù kē shàng shuǎ zi), "tie him to the pillar for sport.”

zhēnxíngzhěshuānzhùliǎngtóuquèjìnhòumiàntángyǐnjiǔ zhēnxíngzhěshuānzhùliǎngtóuquèjìnhòumiàntángyǐnjiǔ

So indeed they tied Pilgrim fast, and the two demon lords went off into the back hall to drink.

真個把行者拴住 (zhēn gè bǎ xíng zhě shuān zhù), "so indeed they tied Pilgrim fast." 後面堂裡飲酒 (hòu miàn táng lǐ yǐn jiǔ), "went to the back hall to drink" — the fiends celebrating their recapture.


總評 Commentary

The old fiend's glee at recognizing Wukong — 是他,是他, his face wreathed in laughter — closes the arc that began with his despairing counsel of surrender: the brother who would have handed everything back now gloats over the captured Monkey. His order to tie the Great Sage to a pillar 耍子, for sport, converts Wukong from threat to plaything, the demons' confidence fully restored at the very moment it is least warranted.

The retirement of the two lords to drink in the back hall is the narrative's deliberate loosening of the guard, and the reader senses the trap being laid in reverse. A bound Wukong left as an amusement while his captors celebrate is a Wukong given exactly the unwatched interval he needs. The demons' festivity, like their earlier filial welcome of a false mother, is the prelude to their gulling — and the pillar to which they have tied him is about to become the stage for his escape.