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.

搖響之計
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搖響之計 The Ruse of the Sloshing

èrmiàndào:「láile。」lǎodào:「leshuí?」èrdào:「zhěxíngsūnshìzhuāngzài。」lǎohuāndào:「xiánqǐngzuòyàodòngzhǐděngyáodexiǎngzàijiētiěer。」xíngzhětīngdedào:「zhèbānshēnzizěnme便biànyáodexiǎngzhǐchúhuàchéngzhīcáiyáodexiǎngshìděngpàobaruòyáodexiǎngshídìngjiētiěgàichéngkōngzǒuniángba。」yòudào,「hǎohǎosuīxiǎngzhǐshìlezhèzhíduōděngyáoshídànxiētuòjīnshùkǒudehǒngjiēkāilǎosūnzàizǒuba。」èrmiàndào:「láile。」lǎodào:「leshuí?」èrdào:「zhěxíngsūnshìzhuāngzài。」lǎohuāndào:「xiánqǐngzuòyàodòngzhǐděngyáodexiǎngzàijiētiěer。」xíngzhětīngdedào:「zhèbānshēnzizěnme便biànyáodexiǎngzhǐchúhuàchéngzhīcáiyáodexiǎngshìděngpàobaruòyáodexiǎngshídìngjiētiěgàichéngkōngzǒuniángba。」yòudào,「hǎohǎosuīxiǎngzhǐshìlezhèzhíduōděngyáoshídànxiētuòjīnshùkǒudehǒngjiēkāilǎosūnzàizǒuba。」


逐句解 Line by line

èrmiàndào:「láile。」lǎodào:「leshuí?」èrdào:「zhěxíngsūnshìzhuāngzài。」lǎohuāndào:「xiánqǐngzuòyàodòngzhǐděngyáodexiǎngzàijiētiěer。」 èrmiàndào:「láile。」lǎodào:「leshuí?」èrdào:「zhěxíngsūnshìzhuāngzài。」lǎohuāndào:「xiánqǐngzuòyàodòngzhǐděngyáodexiǎngzàijiētiěer。」

The second fiend carried him inside and said: “Brother, I've brought him.” The old fiend said: “Whom have you brought?” The second fiend said: “Che the Pilgrim — I've bottled him in the gourd.” The old fiend said with delight: “Worthy brother, sit down. Don't move it; only wait till it sloshes when shaken, then peel off the seal.”

裝在葫蘆裡也 (zhuāng zài hú lu lǐ yě), "bottled in the gourd." 只等搖得響再揭帖兒 (zhǐ děng yáo de xiǎng zài jiē tiē er), "wait till it sloshes when shaken, then peel the seal" — complement de, diminutive er; the fiends' test for whether the captive has dissolved.

xíngzhětīngdedào:「zhèbānshēnzizěnme便biànyáodexiǎngzhǐchúhuàchéngzhīcáiyáodexiǎngshìděngpàobaruòyáodexiǎngshídìngjiētiěgàichéngkōngzǒuniángba。」 xíngzhětīngdedào:「zhèbānshēnzizěnme便biànyáodexiǎngzhǐchúhuàchéngzhīcáiyáodexiǎngshìděngpàobaruòyáodexiǎngshídìngjiētiěgàichéngkōngzǒuniángba。」

Pilgrim heard this and thought: “A whole body like mine — how could it slosh when shaken? Only if I melted to a thin broth would it slosh. Let me piss out a puddle; when it sloshes for him, he'll surely lift the seal and raise the lid, and I'll take the chance and clear off — damn him.”

才搖得響是 (cái yáo de xiǎng shì), "only then would it slosh" — complement de. 撒泡溺罷 (sā pào niào ba), "piss out a puddle" — hortative ba. 我乘空走他娘罷 (wǒ chéng kōng zǒu tā niáng ba), "take the chance and clear off" — the coarse , ba.

yòudào,「hǎohǎosuīxiǎngzhǐshìlezhèzhíduōděngyáoshídànxiētuòjīnshùkǒudehǒngjiēkāilǎosūnzàizǒuba。」 yòudào,「hǎohǎosuīxiǎngzhǐshìlezhèzhíduōděngyáoshídànxiētuòjīnshùkǒudehǒngjiēkāilǎosūnzàizǒuba。」

Then he thought again: “No, no. Piss might slosh, but it would only foul this cassock. When he shakes it, I'll just gather up some spittle and rinse my mouth, and with a thin sloshing gurgle trick him into lifting it — then Old Monkey clears off.”

污了這直裰 (wū le zhè zhí duō), "foul this cassock" — 直裰, a monk's long robe. 聚些唾津漱口 (jù xiē tuò jīn shù kǒu), "gather spittle and rinse the mouth." 稀漓呼喇的 (xī lí hū lā de), "with a thin sloshing gurgle," the counterfeit sound of a melted body.


總評 Commentary

The demons' test is grounded in the same folklore as the melting: the gourd's captive is judged dissolved when the shaken vessel sloshes, and the old fiend's patient instruction — don't move it, wait for the sound — sets Wukong the exact problem the passage is built to solve. He must counterfeit the very dissolution he has just assured himself he need not fear.

The comedy is scatological and self-correcting, a small window on Wukong's fastidiousness. His first scheme — to piss a puddle so the gourd will slosh — is rejected not on any grounds of danger but because it would foul his cassock, and the refined substitute is a mouthful of spittle worked into a convincing gurgle. That the indestructible Great Sage, having faced down the fear of melting, should pause over the dignity of his robe is a fine human touch, and the plan he settles on turns the demons' own test into the instrument of his escape.