立誓尋親 The Vow to Seek His Mother
玄奘讀罷,不覺哭倒在地道:「父母之仇,不能報復,何以為人?十八年來,不識生身父母,至今日方知有母親。此身若非師父撈救撫養,安有今日?容弟子去尋見母親,然後頭頂香盆,重建殿宇,報答師父之深恩也。」師父道:「你要去尋母,可帶這血書與汗衫前去。只做化緣,徑往江州私衙,才得你母親相見。」玄奘读罢,不觉哭倒在地道:「父母之仇,不能报复,何以为人?十八年来,不识生身父母,至今日方知有母亲。此身若非师父捞救抚养,安有今日?容弟子去寻见母亲,然后头顶香盆,重建殿宇,报答师父之深恩也。」师父道:「你要去寻母,可带这血书与汗衫前去。只做化缘,径往江州私衙,才得你母亲相见。」
逐句解 Line by line
When Xuanzang had finished reading, he fell weeping to the ground despite himself, saying:
讀罷, the reading finished. He gets all the way through the letter before he goes down.
'The wrong done my parents, left unavenged — how then am I a man?'
何以為人, by what am I to count as a person, with 為 as wéi. He has just been called 業畜, not properly human, and his answer is that failing to avenge his parents is the thing that would make the charge true. The insult has been accepted and converted into an obligation.
'For eighteen years I have not known the parents who gave me birth; only today do I learn that I have a mother.'
生身父母, the parents from whose bodies you came, as distinct from the ones who raised you. He is careful about the distinction, because he owes both.
'Had not my master rescued and reared this body, where should I be today?'
撈 is specifically to fish a thing out of water, the verb you would use with a net. He is not reaching for a figure of speech. His master scooped him out of the Yangzi.
'Let your disciple go and find his mother; then I shall bear the incense-basin on my head and rebuild the temple halls, to repay my master's deep kindness.'
He balances the books before he goes. 弟子, disciple, keeps 子 full as zǐ. 頭頂香盆 is carrying an incense-basin on your head, an act of extravagant public devotion and a promise to be visibly grateful. 重建, rebuild, takes 重 as chóng, again, rather than zhòng, heavy. The debt to his birth-parents is paid in revenge; the debt to his rescuer, in a new roof.
His master said, 'If you would go to seek your mother, take this blood-letter and undershirt with you.'
尋母, go and look for your mother. The abbot does not argue either. He simply hands over the evidence he has been keeping in a box for eighteen years against exactly this morning.
'Go only as a monk begging alms, straight to the private yamen at Jiangzhou, and so you may come to see your mother.'
化緣 is a monk begging alms, and the plan turns on how unremarkable that is: a begging monk can walk up to any gate in the country without anyone thinking to ask a question. 私衙 is the private, residential part of a government compound, as against its public halls. 相見 takes the mutual 相, xiāng, and 才得 takes 得 as dé: only that way will you get to see her.
Grief turns into a vow inside a single speech. 何以為人, he asks — by what would I count as a person? The question does something deft with the insult that started all this. He has been called a karma-beast, less than human, and his answer is that leaving his parents unavenged is the one thing that would make the charge stick.
It is worth noticing how un-Buddhist this is. A monk under vows works out, by his own reasoning, that he must go and get a man killed, and neither he nor his abbot pauses over it. The chapter runs on Confucian obligation from end to end, and the robes sit on top of that rather than replacing it. He settles his two debts with care: revenge for the parents who made him, and for the master who fished him out, a promise to carry the incense-basin and rebuild the temple halls, 重建殿宇.
Faming's plan is refreshingly practical. Go as a begging monk, carry the proofs, walk up to the private yamen at Jiangzhou. No disguise could work better, given that it is not a disguise.