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第九十四回
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Four Monks Feast at Their Ease in the Royal Garden · A Single Monster Cherishes Her Longing to No Purpose

豈有貴人不坐之理
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豈有貴人不坐之理 There Is No Such Thing as a Lord Who Stands

zhǎnglǎokǒngcūnjīngjià便biànshēnjiàodào:「axiàwènláiyīnzòushàng。」xíngzhějiànshīzàipángshìrěnzhùjiàoshēngdào:「xiàqīngrénqīngzhāoshīwéijiàoshìshìjiānchēngwèizhīguìrényǒuguìrénzuòzhī。」guówángtīngshuōjīngshī退tuì殿diànkǒngshīleguānzhānzhǐyìngzhedǎnjiàojìnshìdexiùdūnláiqǐngtángsēngzuòlezhǎnglǎokǒngcūnjīngjià便biànshēnjiàodào:「axiàwènláiyīnzòushàng。」xíngzhějiànshīzàipángshìrěnzhùjiàoshēngdào:「xiàqīngrénqīngzhāoshīwéijiàoshìshìjiānchēngwèizhīguìrényǒuguìrénzuòzhī。」guówángtīngshuōjīngshī退tuì殿diànkǒngshīleguānzhānzhǐyìngzhedǎnjiàojìnshìdexiùdūnláiqǐngtángsēngzuòle


逐句解 Line by line

zhǎnglǎokǒngcūnjīngjià便biànshēnjiàodào:「axiàwènláiyīnzòushàng。」 zhǎnglǎokǒngcūnjīngjià便biànshēnjiàodào:「axiàwènláiyīnzòushàng。」

The elder, afraid their coarseness would startle His Majesty, rose and called out, "Disciples! His Majesty is asking how you come to be here. Report to him at once."

Tripitaka is doing what he always does, which is to get in front of his disciples before they can embarrass him. 村魯 is a blunt little word for rough and unpolished — country manners. Note that he rose to say it. He has been standing all along, and that is the detail Pilgrim is about to seize on.

xíngzhějiànshīzàipángshìrěnzhùjiàoshēngdào:「xiàqīngrénqīngzhāoshīwéijiàoshìshìjiānchēngwèizhīguìrényǒuguìrénzuòzhī。」 xíngzhějiànshīzàipángshìrěnzhùjiàoshēngdào:「xiàqīngrénqīngzhāoshīwéijiàoshìshìjiānchēngwèizhīguìrényǒuguìrénzuòzhī。」

Pilgrim, seeing his master standing there in attendance at the side, could not hold it in and shouted out, "Your Majesty, in slighting others you slight yourself! If you have taken my master as Prince Consort, how can you have him stand in attendance? Everywhere under heaven a daughter's husband is called a man of rank. Whoever heard of a man of rank who is not given a seat?"

Here is the trap closing. Pilgrim has spotted that the king wants two incompatible things: to keep a monk in his place, and to have acquired a son-in-law. 陛下輕人輕己in slighting others you slight yourself — is the hinge, and it is a genuinely good argument. If the Prince Consort is a nobody, then so is the marriage, and so is the king. The word is the old spelling of the ordinary word for beside, and this project reads it páng throughout. It appears four times in this chapter and every one is a person standing off to one side — which is exactly the indignity being complained about.

guówángtīngshuōjīngshī退tuì殿diànkǒngshīleguānzhānzhǐyìngzhedǎnjiàojìnshìdexiùdūnláiqǐngtángsēngzuòle guówángtīngshuōjīngshī退tuì殿diànkǒngshīleguānzhānzhǐyìngzhedǎnjiàojìnshìdexiùdūnláiqǐngtángsēngzuòle

When the king heard this he went pale with alarm. He wanted to withdraw from the hall, and was afraid of losing face if he did. So he screwed up his nerve, ordered his attendants to fetch an embroidered stool, and invited the Tang Monk to sit.

A beautifully observed sentence: the king would love to flee, and cannot, because fleeing would look worse than staying. 恐失了觀瞻 means roughly afraid of spoiling the view — of damaging how the thing looks to the watching court. 硬著膽 is literally to harden one's gall, and it is still the everyday way of saying somebody screwed up their courage. The here is the small word that shows an action going on, and Chinese uses it here exactly as English uses the -ing in steeling himself. And so a stool is fetched. Pilgrim has won.


總評 Commentary

This is a small scene about a very large problem, and the novel knows it. A monk who has taken vows cannot be a son-in-law; a king who has married off his daughter cannot treat the groom as a servant. The two facts are standing in the same room and one of them has to give. What gives is the seating plan.

Pilgrim's argument works because it is not a monk's argument at all. He never says a word about the Buddha, or vows, or the pilgrimage. He argues from rank, in the king's own vocabulary, and he argues that the king is damaging his own dignity. It is the tactic of a courtier, not a pilgrim, and it lands in a single sentence.

The joke is that Tripitaka, who spends the chapter in misery about this marriage, is the one who ends up seated with honours while his disciples stand. He gets the stool he never wanted, fetched by a king he never wanted to meet, on the strength of a title he is desperate to lose.