Canonical Classics ← 第三十五回
第三十五回
wàidàoshīwēizhèngxìng
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The Heretic Way plies its might to cow the upright nature;,The Mind-Monkey wins the treasures and quells the vile fiend.

竊扇驚魔
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竊扇驚魔 He Steals the Fan and Rouses the Fiend

huàshuōsūnshèngzhuǎnjīndǒuyúnzhùshānqiánxiǎngzheyàojiùshījìngpíngerláokòuyāojiānjìngláidòngkǒutànjiànménkāiliǎngshànjìngqiāoqiāodewénxiāohàosuíqīngqīngqiánbiānzhǐjiànxiéshíànshuìzháojiāoshàntuìchūjiānbàngàizhenǎohòuxīngjiànháixiéànbiānquèbèiqīngqīngdezǒushàngqiánleshànzihuítóudeshēngpǎojiāngchūyuánláizhèshànbǐngerguāzheguàidetóuzǎojīngxǐngtáitóukànshíshìsūnxíngzhětōulehuāngmángzhíjiànláigǎnshèngzǎotiàochūménqiánjiāngshànzizàiyāojiānshuāngshǒulūnkāitiěbànghuàshuōsūnshèngzhuǎnjīndǒuyúnzhùshānqiánxiǎngzheyàojiùshījìngpíngerláokòuyāojiānjìngláidòngkǒutànjiànménkāiliǎngshànjìngqiāoqiāodewénxiāohàosuíqīngqīngqiánbiānzhǐjiànxiéshíànshuìzháojiāoshàntuìchūjiānbàngàizhenǎohòuxīngjiànháixiéànbiānquèbèiqīngqīngdezǒushàngqiánleshànzihuítóudeshēngpǎojiāngchūyuánláizhèshànbǐngerguāzheguàidetóuzǎojīngxǐngtáitóukànshíshìsūnxíngzhětōulehuāngmángzhíjiànláigǎnshèngzǎotiàochūménqiánjiāngshànzizàiyāojiānshuāngshǒulūnkāitiěbàng


逐句解 Line by line

huàshuōsūnshèngzhuǎnjīndǒuyúnzhùshānqiánxiǎngzheyàojiùshījìngpíngerláokòuyāojiānjìngláidòngkǒutàn huàshuōsūnshèngzhuǎnjīndǒuyúnzhùshānqiánxiǎngzheyàojiùshījìngpíngerláokòuyāojiānjìngláidòngkǒutàn

The tale tells how Sun the Great Sage wheeled his somersault-cloud about and stood before the mountain, minded to save his master; he lashed the little Pure Vase fast at his waist and came straight to the cave-mouth to spy things out.

撥轉 (bō zhuǎn) — "wheeled about." 淨瓶兒, "the little Pure Vase," the suffix (er); 牢扣腰間, "lashed fast at the waist," read jiān.

jiànménkāiliǎngshànjìngqiāoqiāodewénxiāohào jiànménkāiliǎngshànjìngqiāoqiāodewénxiāohào

He saw the two leaves of the door standing open, silent and still, with no sound of stirring within.

不聞消耗 — "no sound of movement heard"; the sleeping cave gives Wukong his opening.

suíqīngqīngqiánbiān suíqīngqīngqiánbiān

At once he moved softly, step by light step, and slipped inside.

潛入裡邊 — "stole in within." Wukong’s stealth is described in a series of quiet, careful verbs.

zhǐjiànxiéshíànshuìzháo zhǐjiànxiéshíànshuìzháo

He saw the fiend leaning aslant against the stone table, sound asleep and snoring.

呼呼睡著 — "snoring, fast asleep," read zháo (resultative "asleep").

jiāoshàntuìchūjiānbàngàizhenǎohòu jiāoshàntuìchūjiānbàngàizhenǎohòu

The Plantain Fan had slid out past his shoulder-robe, half covering the back of his head;

半蓋著腦後 — "half covering the back of the head," here durative (zhe). The fan’s loose position is what makes the theft possible.

xīngjiànháixiéànbiān xīngjiànháixiéànbiān

the Seven-Star Sword still leaned aslant at the table’s edge.

還斜倚 — "still leaned aslant," read hái, "still."

quèbèiqīngqīngdezǒushàngqiánleshànzihuítóudeshēngpǎojiāngchū quèbèiqīngqīngdezǒushàngqiánleshànzihuítóudeshēngpǎojiāngchū

So he crept softly up, pulled the fan free, whipped his head round, gave a whoosh, and went running out.

呼的一聲 — "with a whoosh"; 跑將出去, "ran out," the coverb (jiāng). The theft is done in an instant.

yuánláizhèshànbǐngerguāzheguàidetóuzǎojīngxǐng yuánláizhèshànbǐngerguāzheguàidetóuzǎojīngxǐng

But it turned out this fan-handle scraped against the fiend’s hair, and startled him awake at once.

扇柄兒 — "the fan-handle," the suffix (er); 刮著, "scraped against," durative (zhe). The small mischance undoes the stealth.

táitóukànshíshìsūnxíngzhětōulehuāngmángzhíjiànláigǎn táitóukànshíshìsūnxíngzhětōulehuāngmángzhíjiànláigǎn

Raising his head to look, he saw it was Sun Xingzhe who had stolen it, and in a flurry he snatched up his sword and gave chase.

擡頭看時 — "lifting his head to look." The fiend wakes to find his treasure gone and its thief in flight.

shèngzǎotiàochūménqiánjiāngshànzizàiyāojiānshuāngshǒulūnkāitiěbàng shèngzǎotiàochūménqiánjiāngshànzizàiyāojiānshuāngshǒulūnkāitiěbàng

The Great Sage had already leapt out before the door, thrown the fan at his waist, and with both hands whirled up his iron cudgel to face the fiend.

撒在腰間 — "stowed at his waist," read jiān. 雙手掄開, "whirled up with both hands"; Wukong turns from thief to combatant in a breath.


總評 Commentary

The theft of the Plantain Fan is a small masterpiece of comic timing. Wukong, the vase lashed at his waist, steals into the silent cave where the fiend lies snoring, the fan slid loose behind his shoulder; softly he pulls it free and bolts — only for the fan-handle to graze the demon’s hair and wake him. The whole reversal turns on that one accidental scrape.

The passage is built on the contrast between stealth and its undoing. The careful, tiptoeing verbs of the approach give way, in an instant, to the whoosh of flight, the fiend’s startled waking, and the snatch of his sword. By its end Wukong has turned in a breath from burglar to open combatant — fan stowed, cudgel whirled — and the fight is joined again.