Canonical Classics ← 第四十五回
第四十五回
三sān清qīng觀guàn大dà聖shèng留liú名míng
車chē遲chí國guó猴hóu王wáng顯xiǎn法fǎ

At the Abbey of the Three Pure Ones the Great Sage leaves his name; in the Kingdom of Cart-Slow the Monkey King displays his magic.

要晴就晴
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要晴就晴 Clearing at Will

就jiù是shì我wǒ國guó師shī求qiú雨yǔ雖suī靈líng,若ruò要yào晴qíng,細xì雨yǔ兒er還hái下xià半bàn日rì,便biàn不bù清qīng爽shuǎng。怎zěn麼me這zhè和hé尚shàng要yào晴qíng就jiù晴qíng,頃qǐng刻kè間jiān杲gǎo杲gǎo日rì出chū,萬wàn里lǐ就jiù無wú雲yún也yě?」就jiù是shì我wǒ国guó师shī求qiú雨yǔ虽suī灵líng,若ruò要yào晴qíng,细xì雨yǔ儿er还hái下xià半bàn日rì,便biàn不bù清qīng爽shuǎng。怎zěn么me这zhè和hé尚shàng要yào晴qíng就jiù晴qíng,顷qǐng刻kè间jiān杲gǎo杲gǎo日rì出chū,万wàn里lǐ就jiù无wú云yún也yě?」


逐句解 Line by line

就jiù是shì我wǒ國guó師shī求qiú雨yǔ雖suī靈líng,若ruò要yào晴qíng,細xì雨yǔ兒er還hái下xià半bàn日rì,便biàn不bù清qīng爽shuǎng。 就jiù是shì我wǒ国guó师shī求qiú雨yǔ虽suī灵líng,若ruò要yào晴qíng,细xì雨yǔ儿er还hái下xià半bàn日rì,便biàn不bù清qīng爽shuǎng。

“Even when our own Preceptors' rain-praying works, if they want clear weather, the fine rain still falls half a day and it never quite clears;

求雨雖靈 "though their rain-praying does work" -- note that the king still says it works. 細雨兒: 兒 = er. 還下半日: 還 = hái. 清爽 "clear and crisp."

怎zěn麼me這zhè和hé尚shàng要yào晴qíng就jiù晴qíng,頃qǐng刻kè間jiān杲gǎo杲gǎo日rì出chū,萬wàn里lǐ就jiù無wú雲yún也yě?」 怎zěn么me这zhè和hé尚shàng要yào晴qíng就jiù晴qíng,顷qǐng刻kè间jiān杲gǎo杲gǎo日rì出chū,万wàn里lǐ就jiù无wú云yún也yě?」

how is it this monk, wanting clear weather, has it clear at once — in a moment the bright sun comes out and for ten thousand li there is no cloud at all?”

要晴就晴 "wants it clear and clear it is." 杲杲日出 (gǎo gǎo) "the bright sun comes out." 萬里就無雲 "not a cloud for ten thousand lǐ."


總評 Commentary

The king puts his finger on the right thing, and it is not the rain. Anyone can start weather; the Preceptors have done it before. What they cannot do is stop it cleanly -- there is always a half-day of drizzle trailing after, and the sky never quite clears.

This monk asks for sun and gets sun, immediately, with the sky scoured to the horizon. Control, not power, is the difference, and the king has spotted it himself.

His wondering out loud is also the verdict spoken in open court, which is exactly what stings the immortals into their last move.