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凱歌還城
A Song of Triumph Back to the City
行者才按雲頭,對太子道:「殿下請回,路上已有物了,你自收去。」太子見他在半空中弄此神通,如何不信,只得叩頭拜別。出山門傳了令,教軍士們回城。只見那路傍果有無限的野物,軍士們不放鷹犬,一個個俱著手擒捉喝采,俱道是千歲殿下的洪福,怎知是老孫的神功。你聽凱歌聲唱,一擁回城。行者才按云头,对太子道:「殿下请回,路上已有物了,你自收去。」太子见他在半空中弄此神通,如何不信,只得叩头拜别。出山门传了令,教军士们回城。只见那路傍果有无限的野物,军士们不放鹰犬,一个个俱著手擒捉喝采,俱道是千岁殿下的洪福,怎知是老孙的神功。你听凯歌声唱,一拥回城。
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行者才按雲頭,對太子道:「殿下請回,路上已有物了,你自收去。」
行者才按云头,对太子道:「殿下请回,路上已有物了,你自收去。」
The Pilgrim then brought down his cloud and said to the prince: 'Your Highness may return now — there is already game on the road; go gather it yourself.'
按雲頭: to press down the cloud-head, i.e. descend. 太子: 子 = zǐ; 了 = le.
太子見他在半空中弄此神通,如何不信,只得叩頭拜別。
太子见他在半空中弄此神通,如何不信,只得叩头拜别。
The prince, seeing him work such magic in mid-air, could hardly disbelieve, and could only kowtow and take his leave.
弄此神通: to work such spirit-power. 只得: could only (得 = dé). 太子: 子 = zǐ; 半空中: 中 = zhōng.
出山門傳了令,教軍士們回城。
出山门传了令,教军士们回城。
He went out the mountain gate, passed the order, and had the soldiers return to the city.
傳令: to pass down an order. 教軍士們: had the soldiers [return] (教 = jiào, causative).
只見那路傍果有無限的野物,軍士們不放鷹犬,一個個俱著手擒捉喝采,俱道是千歲殿下的洪福,怎知是老孫的神功。
只见那路傍果有无限的野物,军士们不放鹰犬,一个个俱著手擒捉喝采,俱道是千岁殿下的洪福,怎知是老孙的神功。
And indeed, along the roadside there was game without end; the soldiers, without loosing a single hawk or hound, one and all set their hands to seizing it and raised a cheer, all declaring it the great good fortune of His Highness the Prince — little knowing it was the magic art of old Sun.
無限的野物: boundless game. 俱著手擒捉: all set their hands to catching it (著 = zhuó, 著手 'to set about'). 千歲殿下: 'His Highness of a Thousand Years,' the prince. 那 = nà; the soldiers credit the prince's fortune, ignorant of Wukong's doing.
你聽凱歌聲唱,一擁回城。
你听凯歌声唱,一拥回城。
You should hear the song of triumph they sang as they thronged back into the city.
凱歌: a song of triumph. 一擁回城: thronged back into the city in a crowd.
總評 Commentary
Wukong's stagecraft comes off exactly as planned. The soldiers, finding the road strewn with game, gather it up bare-handed and, in a nice comic irony, credit the whole windfall to the prince's 'great good fortune' — the narrator winking that it is really 'the magic art of old Sun.' The prince re-enters the city not in disgrace but in triumph, his alibi secured.
The passage is a study in how the pilgrims manage appearances. The demon rules by a false show; the pilgrims counter with a benign false show of their own, and the novel savors the symmetry. The soldiers' ignorant cheer — attributing to human luck what is in fact celestial contrivance — also gently satirizes the way the mighty take credit for what unseen powers arrange.
With the prince safely returned, the chapter closes its palace-and-hunt movement and turns, in the next passage, to the pilgrims' own lodging at the temple, where Wukong's restless conscience over the legal niceties of catching the demon opens a very different, and characteristically argumentative, scene.