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鋼銼脫身
Filed Free with Steel
見他在裡邊吃酒,有幾個小妖拿盤拿盞,執壺釃酒,不住的兩頭亂跑,關防的略鬆了些兒。他見面前無人,就弄神通:順出棒來,吹口仙氣,叫:「變!」即變做一個純鋼的銼兒;扳過那頸項的圈子,三五銼,銼做兩段。拔開銼口,脫將出來。拔了一根毫毛,叫變做一個假身,拴在那裡。真身卻幌一幌,變做個小妖,立在旁邊。见他在里边吃酒,有几个小妖拿盘拿盏,执壶酾酒,不住的两头乱跑,关防的略松了些儿。他见面前无人,就弄神通:顺出棒来,吹口仙气,叫:「变!」即变做一个纯钢的锉儿;扳过那颈项的圈子,三五锉,锉做两段。拔开锉口,脱将出来。拔了一根毫毛,叫变做一个假身,拴在那里。真身却幌一幌,变做个小妖,立在旁边。
逐句解 Line by line
見他在裡邊吃酒,有幾個小妖拿盤拿盞,執壺釃酒,不住的兩頭亂跑,關防的略鬆了些兒。
见他在里边吃酒,有几个小妖拿盘拿盏,执壶酾酒,不住的两头乱跑,关防的略松了些儿。
Seeing them drinking within, with several little imps carrying trays and cups, plying the pot and straining the wine, running to and fro without pause, so that the watch kept over him slackened a little —
執壺釃酒 (zhí hú shāi jiǔ), "plying the pot and straining the wine." 關防的略鬆了些兒 (guān fáng de lüè sōng le xiē er), "the watch slackened a little" — diminutive er; the unguarded interval Wukong has waited for.
他見面前無人,就弄神通:順出棒來,吹口仙氣,叫:「變!」即變做一個純鋼的銼兒;扳過那頸項的圈子,三五銼,銼做兩段。拔開銼口,脫將出來。
他见面前无人,就弄神通:顺出棒来,吹口仙气,叫:「变!」即变做一个纯钢的锉儿;扳过那颈项的圈子,三五锉,锉做两段。拔开锉口,脱将出来。
Seeing no one before him, he worked his magic: he brought forth his cudgel, blew on it a breath of immortal air, and cried “Change!” — turning it into a file of pure steel. Prying at the ring about his neck, with three or five strokes he filed it into two pieces, pulled open the filed gap, and slipped himself free.
純鋼的銼兒 (chún gāng de cuò er), "a file of pure steel" — diminutive er. 扳過那頸項的圈子 (bān guò nà jǐng xiàng de quān zi), "prying at the ring about his neck" — deictic nà. 脫將出來 (tuō jiāng chū lái), "slipped free" — 將 the motion-particle.
拔了一根毫毛,叫變做一個假身,拴在那裡。真身卻幌一幌,變做個小妖,立在旁邊。
拔了一根毫毛,叫变做一个假身,拴在那里。真身却幌一幌,变做个小妖,立在旁边。
He plucked out a hair, bade it change into a false body, and tied that in his place; his true body, with a shimmer, changed into a little imp and stood off to the side.
變做一個假身 (biàn zuò yí gè jiǎ shēn), "changed into a false body," left tied to the pillar as a decoy. 真身卻幌一幌 (zhēn shēn què huǎng yì huǎng), "his true body, with a shimmer" — the substitution complete, the Great Sage now a bystander imp.
總評 Commentary
The escape rewards the patience of the previous passage. Wukong does not force his bonds — that failed against the Tightening Spell — but waits for the guard to slacken as the imps bustle with the wine, then meets the demon's magic with his own. The golden ring that no sword could budge yields at once to a conjured steel file, and the Great Sage is out; where brute strength was checked, a change of tool and a moment's inattention suffice.
The decoy is the finishing stroke of craft. Rather than simply flee, Wukong leaves a hair-conjured double tied to the pillar and slips into the shape of a little imp among the enemy's own — so that his captors will believe him still bound while he stands unregarded at their side. It is the same principle that ran through the whole infiltration: not escape by force but escape by substitution, the true self hidden inside a borrowed shape at the very heart of the demons' hall.