Canonical Classics ← 第八十九回
第八十九回
huángshījīngshèdīngyàn
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The Yellow Lion Spirit Lays On a Rake Banquet in Vain · Metal, Wood and Earth Plot an Uproar at Leopard-Head Mountain

旌旗蔽日
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原文 Original text 繁體 Traditional Reader's edition

旌旗蔽日 Banners Blot Out The Sun

xíngzhěxiàodào:「dōufàngxīndōufàngxīnzhèshìkǒudòngyāojīngzuóbàizhènwǎngdōngnánfānghuǒleshénmejiǔlíngyuánshèngérláiděngtóngxiōngmenchūfēnfujiàoguānleménděngdiǎnrénkānshǒuchéngchí。」wángguǒchuánlìngménlediǎnrénshàngchéngbìngtángsēngzàichénglóushàngdiǎnzhájīngpàohuǒliántiānxíngzhěsānrénquèbànyúnbànchūchéngyíngxíngzhěxiàodào:「dōufàngxīndōufàngxīnzhèshìkǒudòngyāojīngzuóbàizhènwǎngdōngnánfānghuǒleshénmejiǔlíngyuánshèngérláiděngtóngxiōngmenchūfēnfujiàoguānleménděngdiǎnrénkānshǒuchéngchí。」wángguǒchuánlìngménlediǎnrénshàngchéngbìngtángsēngzàichénglóushàngdiǎnzhájīngpàohuǒliántiānxíngzhěsānrénquèbànyúnbànchūchéngyíng


逐句解 Line by line

xíngzhěxiàodào:「dōufàngxīndōufàngxīn xíngzhěxiàodào:「dōufàngxīndōufàngxīn

Pilgrim laughed and said, "Set your minds at rest, all of you, set your minds at rest.

He laughs, as he has laughed at every crisis in this chapter, and doubles the reassurance the way everyone else doubles their panic.

zhèshìkǒudòngyāojīngzuóbàizhènwǎngdōngnánfānghuǒleshénmejiǔlíngyuánshèngérlái zhèshìkǒudòngyāojīngzuóbàizhènwǎngdōngnánfānghuǒleshénmejiǔlíngyuánshèngérlái

"This is the Tiger-Mouth Cave fiend, who lost the field yesterday and went off south-east to fall in with that Nine-Spirit Primal Sage or whatever he is called.

The dismissive little tag he hangs on the name is the whole of his mistake. He read the invitation, quoted the title twice to the prince, and still treats it as a name of no importance.

děngtóngxiōngmenchū děngtóngxiōngmenchū

"Let me go out with my brothers.

Eight graphs, and no plan beyond going outside. After a chapter of disguises and forged accounts, he proposes to walk out and fight.

fēnfujiàoguānleménděngdiǎnrénkānshǒuchéngchí。」 fēnfujiàoguānleménděngdiǎnrénkānshǒuchéngchí。」

"Give the order to shut the four gates, and let your people be told off to guard the walls."

Sound advice, briskly given. Whatever else he has got wrong, he knows how to put a town on a war footing.

wángguǒchuánlìngménlediǎnrénshàngchéngbìngtángsēngzàichénglóushàngdiǎnzhájīngpàohuǒliántiān wángguǒchuánlìngménlediǎnrénshàngchéngbìngtángsēngzàichénglóushàngdiǎnzhájīngpàohuǒliántiān

The prince did indeed give the order and had the four gates shut, called up the levies onto the walls, and he and his sons and Tripitaka mustered them from the gate tower, with banners blotting out the sun and cannon and fire filling the sky.

is zhá here — the graph is a variant of the one used for a written roster, and the two of them share this reading, not the level tone a machine will offer. 點劄 is to call the muster and review the men. 旌旗蔽日 is a set phrase for an army large enough to darken the ground, and putting Tripitaka on a gate tower under it is a strange and rather good image.

xíngzhěsānrénquèbànyúnbànchūchéngyíng xíngzhěsānrénquèbànyúnbànchūchéngyíng

Pilgrim and his two brothers, half in cloud and half in mist, went out from the city to meet the enemy.

半雲半霧 — half cloud, half mist — is how the novel puts its heroes into the air without quite lifting them off the ground. They are visible from the walls, which is the point.


總評 Commentary

The chapter ends where it has been heading since the invitation was read: everyone in place, gates shut, banners up, and three monks walking out into the air to meet an army. It is staged for the people on the wall, and the novel makes sure we notice them watching.

Pilgrim's one careless phrase is the seed of the next chapter. He calls the Nine-Spirit Primal Sage that whatever he is called — and he has had the creature's full title in his hands since yesterday noon, and repeated it twice. Sha Monk asked what sort of thing it was and nobody answered. They are about to find out.

The image to keep is Tripitaka on the gate tower. A monk who faints at the sight of a tiger is standing on a wall under war banners, mustering levies with a prince, while his three disciples go up into the mist. Eighty-nine chapters have brought him a long way from the man who set out from Chang'an.