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第六十九回
心xīn主zhǔ夜yè間jiān修xiū藥yào物wù
君jūn王wáng筵yán上shàng論lùn妖yāo邪xié

The Mind-Lord by Night Compounds the Medicines · The Sovereign at the Banquet Discourses on the Demon

萬籟無聲
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萬籟無聲 At Midnight Not A Sound

至zhì半bàn夜yè,天tiān街jiē人rén靜jìng,萬wàn籟lài無wú聲shēng。八bā戒jiè道dào:「哥gē哥ge,製zhì何hé藥yào?趕gǎn早zǎo幹gàn事shì,我wǒ瞌kē睡shuì了le。」行xíng者zhě道dào:「你nǐ將jiāng大dà黃huáng取qǔ一yì兩liǎng來lái,碾niǎn為wéi細xì末mò。」至zhì半bàn夜yè,天tiān街jiē人rén静jìng,万wàn籁lài无wú声shēng。八bā戒jiè道dào:「哥gē哥ge,制zhì何hé药yào?赶gǎn早zǎo干gàn事shì,我wǒ瞌kē睡shuì了le。」行xíng者zhě道dào:「你nǐ将jiāng大dà黄huáng取qǔ一yì两liǎng来lái,碾niǎn为wéi细xì末mò。」


逐句解 Line by line

至zhì半bàn夜yè,天tiān街jiē人rén靜jìng,萬wàn籟lài無wú聲shēng。 至zhì半bàn夜yè,天tiān街jiē人rén静jìng,万wàn籁lài无wú声shēng。

By midnight the streets of the capital were empty of people and not one of the ten thousand sounds was stirring.

萬籟無聲 — the ten thousand sounds all silent — is a set phrase for total stillness, and it is still the phrase Chinese reaches for. The narrator gives it a clause of its own before anybody speaks.

八bā戒jiè道dào:「哥gē哥ge,製zhì何hé藥yào? 八bā戒jiè道dào:「哥gē哥ge,制zhì何hé药yào?

Eight Rules said, "Elder brother, what medicine are we making?

哥哥, elder brother, takes the light second syllable that doubled family words take in Chinese — the same shape as 爺爺 or 奶奶.

趕gǎn早zǎo幹gàn事shì,我wǒ瞌kē睡shuì了le。」 赶gǎn早zǎo干gàn事shì,我wǒ瞌kē睡shuì了le。」

"Get on with it early — I am sleepy."

幹 is gàn, to get a thing done. This is Eight Rules' entire contribution to the midnight vigil, and it is the first thing he says.

行xíng者zhě道dào:「你nǐ將jiāng大dà黃huáng取qǔ一yì兩liǎng來lái,碾niǎn為wéi細xì末mò。」 行xíng者zhě道dào:「你nǐ将jiāng大dà黄huáng取qǔ一yì两liǎng来lái,碾niǎn为wéi细xì末mò。」

Pilgrim said, "Fetch a tael of rhubarb and grind it to a fine powder."

One order, entirely ordinary, and for the length of a single line this looks like a physician at work. 為 is wéi in 碾為, to grind into — not the wèi of doing something for a reason. 兩 is the tael, a Chinese weight of about 37 grams.


總評 Commentary

The narrator gives the silence a clause of its own, and then hands the first line to Eight Rules, who wants to know what they are making and wants to go to bed. The contrast does the work of a joke without being one.

Pilgrim's answer is a single, entirely ordinary order: a tael of rhubarb, ground fine. For the length of one line this looks like a physician at work — which is precisely the impression the next several passages will spend themselves dismantling.