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In Bhikshu He Pities the Children and Sends Out the Shade-Spirits · In the Golden Hall He Knows the Fiend and Discourses on the Way and Its Power

昏君昏君
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昏君昏君 Muddled King Muddled King

xiàdezhǎnglǎoruǎnjīnzhǐzhùsāibiānlèiduòshīshēngjiàodào:「hūnjūnhūnjūnwèitānhuānàiměinòngchūbìngláizěnmeshāngzhèduōxiǎoérxìngmìngzāizāitòngshā!」yǒushīwéizhèngxiàdezhǎnglǎoruǎnjīnzhǐzhùsāibiānlèiduòshīshēngjiàodào:「hūnjūnhūnjūnwèitānhuānàiměinòngchūbìngláizěnmeshāngzhèduōxiǎoérxìngmìngzāizāitòngshā!」yǒushīwéizhèng


逐句解 Line by line

xiàdezhǎnglǎoruǎnjīnzhǐzhùsāibiānlèiduò xiàdezhǎnglǎoruǎnjīnzhǐzhùsāibiānlèiduò

The elder was so horrified that his bones went soft and his sinews slack, and he could not stop the tears falling down his cheeks.

is xià, to terrify, and after it is the reduced de — frightened until his bones went soft. 骰軟筋麻 is a set phrase for total physical collapse, and the novel uses it of Tripitaka more than of anyone else.

shīshēngjiàodào:「hūnjūnhūnjūn shīshēngjiàodào:「hūnjūnhūnjūn

Suddenly he cried out, "Muddled king! Muddled king!

昏君 hūn jūn is the standard term for a ruler darkened by his own appetites — not a tyrant exactly, but a man whose judgement has gone out. Tripitaka, who has spent the chapter being scrupulously polite, is shouting it in a government building.

wèitānhuānàiměinòngchūbìngláizěnmeshāngzhèduōxiǎoérxìngmìng wèitānhuānàiměinòngchūbìngláizěnmeshāngzhèduōxiǎoérxìngmìng

"For the sake of your pleasure and your love of beauty you have brought this sickness on yourself — how can you wrongfully destroy so many small lives?

is wèi here, because of — the causal one. 屈傷 qū shāng is to injure unjustly, to harm someone who has done nothing.

zāizāitòngshā!」 zāizāitòngshā!」

"Bitter, bitter! It kills me to think of it!"

痛殺我也 — it pains me to death. The construction is an intensifier rather than a claim, the way English says something is killing you.

yǒushīwéizhèng yǒushīwéizhèng

There is a poem in proof of it.

is wéi, the copular one — a poem AS proof. The formula introduces a verse that comments on the action rather than continuing it.


總評 Commentary

Tripitaka is the least effective member of this party and this is the passage that argues he is necessary. Wukong looked into the coops and reported the ages. Bajie will shortly explain why it is none of their business. Tripitaka hears the number and his body gives out.

The shouting matters too. He has been told twice, by a frightened official, not to say any of this aloud — and the first thing he does is shout the word for a ruined king in the man's own post house. It is not brave so much as helpless, and the novel knows the difference.