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第九十五回
jiǎxíngháiqín
zhēnyīnguīzhènghuìlíngyuán

The False Frame Is Seized and the Jade Hare Taken · The True Yin Returns to Correctness and Meets the Numinous Origin

第九十五回
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不敢仰視

quèshuōtángsēngyōuyōuchóuchóusuízheguówángzhìhòugōngzhǐtīngyuèxuāntiānsuíwénxiāngzhetóugǎnyǎngshìxíngzhěànxīnrándīngzàimàodǐngshàngyùnshénguāngzhēnghuǒyǎnjīnjīngguānkànyòuzhǐjiànliǎngbāncǎibǎilièderuǐgōngxiānshèngqiángjǐnzhàngchūnfēngquèshuōtángsēngyōuyōuchóuchóusuízheguówángzhìhòugōngzhǐtīngyuèxuāntiānsuíwénxiāngzhetóugǎnyǎngshìxíngzhěànxīnrándīngzàimàodǐngshàngyùnshénguāngzhēnghuǒyǎnjīnjīngguānkànyòuzhǐjiànliǎngbāncǎibǎilièderuǐgōngxiānshèngqiángjǐnzhàngchūnfēng

好和尚

zhēnshìzhēnshì

pīngtíngniǎonuózhìbīngshuāngshuāngjiāochǔduìduìměisài西shīpīngtíngniǎonuózhìbīngshuāngshuāngjiāochǔduìduìměisài西shī
yúngāopánfēicǎifèngéméiwēixiǎnyuǎnshānyúngāopánfēicǎifèngéméiwēixiǎnyuǎnshān
shēnghuángzòuxiāopínchuīgōngshāngjuézhǐyánggāoxiàshēnghuángzòuxiāopínchuīgōngshāngjuézhǐyánggāoxià
qīngmiàochángkānàijǐnhuātuánqīngmiàochángkānàijǐnhuātuán

xíngzhějiànshīquándòngniànànzuǐkuāchēngdào:「hǎoshànghǎoshàngshēnjǐnxiùxīnàiqióngyáo。」xíngzhějiànshīquándòngniànànzuǐkuāchēngdào:「hǎoshànghǎoshàngshēnjǐnxiùxīnàiqióngyáo。」

公主是個假

shǎoshíhuánghòupínfēiyōngzhegōngzhǔchūzhīquègōngyíngjiēdōudàoshēng:「wángwànsuìwànwànsuì。」huāngdezhǎnglǎozhànzhànjīngjīngzhīsuǒcuòxíngzhězǎozhīshíjiàngōngzhǔtóudǐngshàngwēichūdiǎnyāofēnquèshífēnxiōngèmángjìněrduojiàodào:「shīgōngzhǔshìjiǎde。」zhǎnglǎodào:「shìjiǎdequèfàngxiànxiàng?」xíngzhědào:「使shǐchūshēnjiù。」zhǎnglǎodào:「kǒngjīnglezhǔjiàqiědàijūnhòu退tuìsànzài使shǐ。」shǎoshíhuánghòupínfēiyōngzhegōngzhǔchūzhīquègōngyíngjiēdōudàoshēng:「wángwànsuìwànwànsuì。」huāngdezhǎnglǎozhànzhànjīngjīngzhīsuǒcuòxíngzhězǎozhīshíjiàngōngzhǔtóudǐngshàngwēichūdiǎnyāofēnquèshífēnxiōngèmángjìněrduojiàodào:「shīgōngzhǔshìjiǎde。」zhǎnglǎodào:「shìjiǎdequèfàngxiànxiàng?」xíngzhědào:「使shǐchūshēnjiù。」zhǎnglǎodào:「kǒngjīnglezhǔjiàqiědàijūnhòu退tuìsànzài使shǐ。」

也儘夠了

xíngzhěshēngxìngróngdezhàshēngxiànleběnxiànggǎnshàngqiánjiūzhùgōngzhǔdào:「hǎonièchùzàizhènòngjiǎchéngzhēnzhǐzàizhèděngshòuyòngjǐngòulexīnshàngháiyàopiànshīdezhēnyángsuìdeyínxìngli。」xiàdeguówángdāidāizhēngzhēnghòufēidiēdiēgōngécǎidōngduǒ西cángxìngmìngxíngzhěshēngxìngróngdezhàshēngxiànleběnxiànggǎnshàngqiánjiūzhùgōngzhǔdào:「hǎonièchùzàizhènòngjiǎchéngzhēnzhǐzàizhèděngshòuyòngjǐngòulexīnshàngháiyàopiànshīdezhēnyángsuìdeyínxìngli。」xiàdeguówángdāidāizhēngzhēnghòufēidiēdiēgōngécǎidōngduǒ西cángxìngmìng

殘紅鋪地錦

hǎo便biànhǎo便biàn

chūnfēngdàngdàngqiūxiāoxiāochūnfēngdàngdàngguòyuánlínqiānhuābǎidòngqiūxiāoxiāoláijìnyuànwànpiāoyáochūnfēngdàngdàngqiūxiāoxiāochūnfēngdàngdàngguòyuánlínqiānhuābǎidòngqiūxiāoxiāoláijìnyuànwànpiāoyáo
guāzhédānkǎnxiàchuīwāisháoyàolánbiānzhǎoànróngluànhàntáiruǐduīguāzhédānkǎnxiàchuīwāisháoyàolánbiānzhǎoànróngluànhàntáiruǐduī
hǎitángdǎochénāiméiguīyǒuxiāngmiánjìngchūnfēngchuīzhétíngdōngxuěwāiméinènruǐhǎitángdǎochénāiméiguīyǒuxiāngmiánjìngchūnfēngchuīzhétíngdōngxuěwāiméinènruǐ
shíliúhuābànluànluòzàinèiyuàndōng西ànliǔzhītiáoxiéchuízàihuánggōngnánběishíliúhuābànluànluòzàinèiyuàndōng西ànliǔzhītiáoxiéchuízàihuánggōngnánběi
hǎohuāfēngxiāokuángshùcánhóngjǐnhǎohuāfēngxiāokuángshùcánhóngjǐn

sānzànghuāngleshǒujiǎozhànjīngjīngbàozhùguówángzhǐjiào:「xiàshìwán使shǐbiànzhēnjiǎ。」sānzànghuāngleshǒujiǎozhànjīngjīngbàozhùguówángzhǐjiào:「xiàshìwán使shǐbiànzhēnjiǎ。」

搖落了釵環

quèshuōyāojīngjiànshìxiézhēngtuōleshǒujiěleshangzuózuótóuyáoluòlechāihuánshǒushìpǎodàohuāyuánmiàochūtiáoduìzuǐyàngdeduǎngùnzhuǎnshēnláiluànxíngzhěxíngzhěsuígēnlái使shǐtiěbàngmiànxiāngyíngliǎngyāoyāojiùzàihuāyuánnèidòuhòuquèxiǎnshéntōngjiàyúnshāzàikōngzhōngquèshuōyāojīngjiànshìxiézhēngtuōleshǒujiěleshangzuózuótóuyáoluòlechāihuánshǒushìpǎodàohuāyuánmiàochūtiáoduìzuǐyàngdeduǎngùnzhuǎnshēnláiluànxíngzhěxíngzhěsuígēnlái使shǐtiěbàngmiànxiāngyíngliǎngyāoyāojiùzàihuāyuánnèidòuhòuquèxiǎnshéntōngjiàyúnshāzàikōngzhōng

鐵棒有名聲

zhèchángzhècháng

jīntiěbàngyǒumíngshēngduìzuǐduǎngùnrénshíjīntiěbàngyǒumíngshēngduìzuǐduǎngùnrénshí
yīnzhēnjīngdàofāngwèiàihuāláizhùyīnzhēnjīngdàofāngwèiàihuāláizhù
guàijiǔzhītángshèngsēngyàoqiúpèiyuánjīngguàijiǔzhītángshèngsēngyàoqiúpèiyuánjīng
jiùniánshèzhēngōngzhǔbiànzuòrénshēnqīnàijiùniánshèzhēngōngzhǔbiànzuòrénshēnqīnài
jīnféngshèngrènyāofēnjiùyuánhuómìngfēnshíjīnféngshèngrènyāofēnjiùyuánhuómìngfēnshí
duǎngùnxíngxiōngzháodǐngdiūtiěbàngshīwēiyíngmiànduǎngùnxíngxiōngzháodǐngdiūtiěbàngshīwēiyíngmiàn
xuānxuānrǎngrǎngliǎngxiāngchíyún滿mǎntiānzhēbáixuānxuānrǎngrǎngliǎngxiāngchíyúnmǎntiānzhēbái
是個妖邪

liǎngshāzàibànkōngdòuxiàde滿mǎnchéngzhōngbǎixìngxīnhuāngjìncháoduōguāndǎnzhǎnglǎozheguówángzhǐjiào:「xiūjīngqǐngquànniángniangzhòngděnggōngzhǔshìjiǎzuòzhēnxíngdeděngzhùfāngzhīhǎodǎi。」xiēfēiyǒudǎndechāihuánhuánghòukànledào:「zhèshìgōngzhǔ穿chuāndedàidejīndōudiūxiàjīngzheshēnzishàngzàitiānshàngzhēngdìngshìyāoxié。」shíguówánghòufēirénděngcáizhènglexìngwàngkōngyǎngshìliǎngshāzàibànkōngdòuxiàdemǎnchéngzhōngbǎixìngxīnhuāngjìncháoduōguāndǎnzhǎnglǎozheguówángzhǐjiào:「xiūjīngqǐngquànniángniangzhòngděnggōngzhǔshìjiǎzuòzhēnxíngdeděngzhùfāngzhīhǎodǎi。」xiēfēiyǒudǎndechāihuánhuánghòukànledào:「zhèshìgōngzhǔ穿chuāndedàidejīndōudiūxiàjīngzheshēnzishàngzàitiānshàngzhēngdìngshìyāoxié。」shíguówánghòufēirénděngcáizhènglexìngwàngkōngyǎngshì

以一變十

quèshuōyāojīngshèngdòujīngbànfēnshèngbàixíngzhěbàngdiūjiàoshēng:「biàn!」jiùbiànshíshíbiànbǎibǎibiànqiānbàntiānhǎoshéyóumǎngjiǎoluànyāoxiéyāoxiéhuāngleshǒujiǎohuàdàoqīngfēngbēnkōngzhīshàngtáozǒuxíngzhěniànshēngzhòujiāngtiěbàngshōuzuògēnzòngxiángguāngzhígǎnláijiāngjìn西tiānménwàngjiànjīngshǎnzhuóxíngzhěshēnggāojiàodào:「tiānméndedǎngzhùyāojīngyàofàngzǒule。」zhēntiānménshàngyǒuguótiānwángshuàilǐngzhepángliúgǒuyuánshuàizhǎnbīnglányāoxiénéngqiánjìnhuítóu使shǐduǎngùnyòuxíngzhěxiāngchíquèshuōyāojīngshèngdòujīngbànfēnshèngbàixíngzhěbàngdiūjiàoshēng:「biàn!」jiùbiànshíshíbiànbǎibǎibiànqiānbàntiānhǎoshéyóumǎngjiǎoluànyāoxiéyāoxiéhuāngleshǒujiǎohuàdàoqīngfēngbēnkōngzhīshàngtáozǒuxíngzhěniànshēngzhòujiāngtiěbàngshōuzuògēnzòngxiángguāngzhígǎnláijiāngjìn西tiānménwàngjiànjīngshǎnzhuóxíngzhěshēnggāojiàodào:「tiānméndedǎngzhùyāojīngyàofàngzǒule。」zhēntiānménshàngyǒuguótiānwángshuàilǐngzhepángliúgǒuyuánshuàizhǎnbīnglányāoxiénéngqiánjìnhuítóu使shǐduǎngùnyòuxíngzhěxiāngchí

是甚麼器械

zhèshènglūntiěbàngyíngzhekànshíjiànduǎngùnértóuzhuǎngtóuquèchōngduìjiùdechǔtóuyàngchìzhàshēngdào:「nièchùdeshìshènmexiègǎnlǎosūnkuàizǎoxiángmiǎndezhèbàngsuìdetiānlíng。」yāoxiéyǎozhedào:「zhīzhèbīngtīngdàozhèshènglūntiěbàngyíngzhekànshíjiànduǎngùnértóuzhuǎngtóuquèchōngduìjiùdechǔtóuyàngchìzhàshēngdào:「nièchùdeshìshènmexiègǎnlǎosūnkuàizǎoxiángmiǎndezhèbàngsuìdetiānlíng。」yāoxiéyǎozhedào:「zhīzhèbīngtīngdào

是段羊脂玉
xiāngēnshìduànyángzhīzhuóchéngxíngniánxiāngēnshìduànyángzhīzhuóchéngxíngnián
hùndùnkāishíhóngméngpànchùdāngxiānhùndùnkāishíhóngméngpànchùdāngxiān
yuánliúfēifánjiānběnxìngshēngláizàishàngtiānyuánliúfēifánjiānběnxìngshēngláizàishàngtiān
jīnguāngxiàngxíngruìsānyuánjīnguāngxiàngxíngruìsānyuán
suíjiǔzhùchángōngnèibànchángguì殿diànbiānsuíjiǔzhùchángōngnèibànchángguì殿diànbiān
yīnwèiàihuāchuíshìjìngláitiānzhújiǎchánjuānyīnwèiàihuāchuíshìjìngláitiānzhújiǎchánjuān
jūngòngpèitángsēngliǎo宿yuánjūngòngpèitángsēngliǎo宿yuán
zěnxīnjiāǒuxúngǎnzhànchěngxiōngwánzěnxīnjiāǒuxúngǎnzhànchěngxiōngwán
zhèbānxièmíngtóuzàijīnbàngziqiánzhèbānxièmíngtóuzàijīnbàngziqián
guǎnghángōngdǎoyàochǔrénxiàmìngguīquán。」广guǎnghángōngdǎoyàochǔrénxiàmìngguīquán。」
弼馬溫三字

xíngzhěwénshuōlěngxiàodào:「hǎonièchùazhùzàichángōngzhīnèijiùzhīlǎosūndeshǒuduànháigǎnzàizhīkuàizǎoxiànxiàngxiángráoxìngmìng。」guàidào:「rènshìbǎiniánqiánnàotiāngōngdewēndāngràngdànzhǐshìrénqīnshìshāzhīchóuqínggānyàotiānwǎngshàngdewēn。」shèngnǎodeshìwēnsāntīngyánxīnzhōngtiěbàngmiànjiùyāoxiélūnchǔláiyíngjiù西tiānménqiánhěnxiāngchíxíngzhěwénshuōlěngxiàodào:「hǎonièchùazhùzàichángōngzhīnèijiùzhīlǎosūndeshǒuduànháigǎnzàizhīkuàizǎoxiànxiàngxiángráoxìngmìng。」guàidào:「rènshìbǎiniánqiánnàotiāngōngdewēndāngràngdànzhǐshìrénqīnshìshāzhīchóuqínggānyàotiānwǎngshàngdewēn。」shèngnǎodeshìwēnsāntīngyánxīnzhōngtiěbàngmiànjiùyāoxiélūnchǔláiyíngjiù西tiānménqiánhěnxiāngchí

兩般仙器

zhèchángzhècháng

jīnbàngdǎoyàochǔliǎngbānxiānzhēnkānjīnbàngdǎoyàochǔliǎngbānxiānzhēnkān
wèijiéhūnyīnjiàngshìjiānzhèyīnbǎotángsēngdàozhèwèijiéhūnyīnjiàngshìjiānzhèyīnbǎotángsēngdàozhè
yuánláishìguówángméizhèngjīngàihuāyǐndeyāoxiéyuánláishìguówángméizhèngjīngàihuāyǐndeyāoxié
zhì使shǐjīnhènzhēngliǎngjiādōuwánxīnzhì使shǐjīnhènzhēngliǎngjiādōuwánxīn
chōngzhuàngshūyíngchánchányándòuzuǐchōngzhuàngshūyíngchánchányándòuzuǐ
yàochǔyīngxióngshìhǎntiěbàngshénwēiháigèngměiyàochǔyīngxióngshìhǎntiěbàngshénwēiháigèngměi
jīnguāngzhànzhànhuǎngtiānméncǎihuīhuīliánjīnguāngzhànzhànhuǎngtiānméncǎihuīhuīlián
láiwǎngzhànjīngshíshùhuíyāoxiéruònántángláiwǎngzhànjīngshíshùhuíyāoxiéruònántáng
寂然不見

yāojīngxíngzhěyòudòuleshíshùhuíjiànxíngzhědebàngshìjǐnliàonánshèngdiūchǔjiāngshēnhuǎnghuǎngjīnguāngwàndàojìngbēnzhèngnánshàngbàizǒushèngsuíhòuzhuīzhìzuòshānyāojīngànjīnguāngzuānshāndòngránjiànyòukǒngdùnshēnhuíguóànhàitángsēngrènlezhèshāndeguīfǎnyúntóujìngzhuǎnguónèiyāojīngxíngzhěyòudòuleshíshùhuíjiànxíngzhědebàngshìjǐnliàonánshèngdiūchǔjiāngshēnhuǎnghuǎngjīnguāngwàndàojìngbēnzhèngnánshàngbàizǒushèngsuíhòuzhuīzhìzuòshānyāojīngànjīnguāngzuānshāndòngránjiànyòukǒngdùnshēnhuíguóànhàitángsēngrènlezhèshāndeguīfǎnyúntóujìngzhuǎnguónèi

師父我來也

shíyǒushēnshíguówángzhèngchězhesānzàngzhànzhànjīngjīngzhǐjiào:「shèngsēngjiù。」xiēpínfēihuánghòuzhèngchuànghuángzhǐjiànshèngyúnduānluòjiāngxiàláijiàodào:「shīlái。」sānzàngdào:「kōngzhùjīngleshènggōngwènjiǎgōngzhǔzhīshìduān?」xíngzhězhīquègōngwàichāshǒudāngxiōngdào:「jiǎgōngzhǔshìyāoxiéchūshílebànzhànguòhuàdàoqīngfēngjìngwǎngtiānménshàngpǎoshìyāotiānshéndǎngzhùshíyǒushēnshíguówángzhèngchězhesānzàngzhànzhànjīngjīngzhǐjiào:「shèngsēngjiù。」xiēpínfēihuánghòuzhèngchuànghuángzhǐjiànshèngyúnduānluòjiāngxiàláijiàodào:「shīlái。」sānzàngdào:「kōngzhùjīngleshènggōngwènjiǎgōngzhǔzhīshìduān?」xíngzhězhīquègōngwàichāshǒudāngxiōngdào:「jiǎgōngzhǔshìyāoxiéchūshílebànzhànguòhuàdàoqīngfēngjìngwǎngtiānménshàngpǎoshìyāotiānshéndǎngzhù

在於何處

xiànlexiàngyòudòudàoshíshùyòujiāngshēnhuàzuòjīnguāngbàihuízhèngnánshàngzuòshānshàngzhuīzhìshānchùxúnkǒngláihàihuí。」guówángtīngshuōchězhetángsēngwèndào:「ránjiǎgōngzhǔshìyāoxiézhēngōngzhǔzàichù?」xíngzhěyìngshēngdào:「dàizhùjiǎgōngzhǔzhēngōngzhǔránlái。」hòufēiděngwényándōujiělekǒngshàngqiánbàigàodào:「wàngshèngsēngjiùdezhēngōngzhǔláifēnlemíngàndāngzhòngxiè。」xiànlexiàngyòudòudàoshíshùyòujiāngshēnhuàzuòjīnguāngbàihuízhèngnánshàngzuòshānshàngzhuīzhìshānchùxúnkǒngláihàihuí。」guówángtīngshuōchězhetángsēngwèndào:「ránjiǎgōngzhǔshìyāoxiézhēngōngzhǔzàichù?」xíngzhěyìngshēngdào:「dàizhùjiǎgōngzhǔzhēngōngzhǔránlái。」hòufēiděngwényándōujiělekǒngshàngqiánbàigàodào:「wàngshèngsēngjiùdezhēngōngzhǔláifēnlemíngàndāngzhòngxiè。」

分了內外

xíngzhědào:「jiānshìmenshuōhuàchùqǐngxiàshīchūgōngshàng殿diànniángniangděngzhuǎnhuígōngzhàoshījièshāsēngláibǎoshīquèhǎoxiángyāofēnlenèiwàièrmiǎnxuánguàjǐndāngbiànmíngbiǎochángxīn。」guówángyángǎnxièsuìtángsēngxiéshǒuchūgōngjìngzhì殿diànshàngzhònghòufēihuígōngxiāngjiàobèishànxiāngzhàojièshāsēngjiānèrrénzǎozhìxíngzhěbèiyánqiánshìjiàoliǎngyòngxīnchízhèshèngzòngjīndǒuyúnfēikōngér殿diànqiánduōguānwàngkōngbàixíngzhědào:「jiānshìmenshuōhuàchùqǐngxiàshīchūgōngshàng殿diànniángniangděngzhuǎnhuígōngzhàoshījièshāsēngláibǎoshīquèhǎoxiángyāofēnlenèiwàièrmiǎnxuánguàjǐndāngbiànmíngbiǎochángxīn。」guówángyángǎnxièsuìtángsēngxiéshǒuchūgōngjìngzhì殿diànshàngzhònghòufēihuígōngxiāngjiàobèishànxiāngzhàojièshāsēngjiānèrrénzǎozhìxíngzhěbèiyánqiánshìjiàoliǎngyòngxīnchízhèshèngzòngjīndǒuyúnfēikōngér殿diànqiánduōguānwàngkōngbài

山中土地

sūnshèngjìngzhìzhèngnánfāngzuòshānshàngxúnzhǎoyuánláiyāoxiébàilezhèndàoshānzuānzhōngjiāngménér使shǐshíkuàidǎngsāiqièqiècángyǐnchūxíngzhěxúnhuìjiàndòngjìngxīnshènjiāonǎoniǎnzhejuéniàndòngzhēnyánhuànchūshānzhōngshānshénshěnwènshǎoshíèrshénzhìlekòutóudào:「zhīzhīzhīdāngyuǎnjiēwànwàngshùzuì。」xíngzhědào:「qiěwènzhèshānjiàozuòshènmemíngchùyǒuduōshǎoyāojīngcóngshíshuōláiráozuìguò。」sūnshèngjìngzhìzhèngnánfāngzuòshānshàngxúnzhǎoyuánláiyāoxiébàilezhèndàoshānzuānzhōngjiāngménér使shǐshíkuàidǎngsāiqièqiècángyǐnchūxíngzhěxúnhuìjiàndòngjìngxīnshènjiāonǎoniǎnzhejuéniàndòngzhēnyánhuànchūshānzhōngshānshénshěnwènshǎoshíèrshénzhìlekòutóudào:「zhīzhīzhīdāngyuǎnjiēwànwàngshùzuì。」xíngzhědào:「qiěwènzhèshānjiàozuòshènmemíngchùyǒuduōshǎoyāojīngcóngshíshuōláiráozuìguò。」

三處兔穴

èrshéngàodào:「shèngshānhuànzuòmáoyǐngshānshānzhōngzhǐyǒusānchùxuégènzhìjīnméishènyāojīngnǎihuánzhīshèngyàoxúnyāojīngháishì西tiānshàngyǒu。」xíngzhědào:「lǎosūndàole西tiāntiānzhúguóguówángyǒugōngzhǔbèiyāojīngshèpāozàihuāngjiùbiànzuògōngzhǔyànghǒngguówángjiécǎilóupāoxiùqiúzhāoèrshéngàodào:「shèngshānhuànzuòmáoyǐngshānshānzhōngzhǐyǒusānchùxuégènzhìjīnméishènyāojīngnǎihuánzhīshèngyàoxúnyāojīngháishì西tiānshàngyǒu。」xíngzhědào:「lǎosūndàole西tiāntiānzhúguóguówángyǒugōngzhǔbèiyāojīngshèpāozàihuāngjiùbiànzuògōngzhǔyànghǒngguówángjiécǎilóupāoxiùqiúzhāo

是我識破

bǎotángsēngzhìlóuxiàbèiyǒuxīnzháotángsēngwéipèiǒuyòuyuányángshìshíjiùgōngzhōngxiànshēnzhuōhuòjiùtuōlerénshǒushì使shǐtiáoduǎngùnhuànmíngdǎoyàochǔdòulebànjiùhuàqīngfēngérbèilǎosūngǎnzhì西tiānményòudòuyǒushíshùliàonéngshènghuàjīnguāngtáozhìchùjiàn?」bǎotángsēngzhìlóuxiàbèiyǒuxīnzháotángsēngwéipèiǒuyòuyuányángshìshíjiùgōngzhōngxiànshēnzhuōhuòjiùtuōlerénshǒushì使shǐtiáoduǎngùnhuànmíngdǎoyàochǔdòulebànjiùhuàqīngfēngérbèilǎosūngǎnzhì西tiānményòudòuyǒushíshùliàonéngshènghuàjīnguāngtáozhìchùjiàn?」

兩塊大石頭

èrshéntīngshuōyǐnxíngzhěsānzhōngxúnzhǎoshǐshānjiǎoxiàbiānkànchùyǒucǎoérjīngdezǒulexúnzhìjuédǐngshàngzhōngkànshízhǐjiànliǎngkuàishítóujiāngméndǎngzhùdào:「jiānshìyāoxiégǎnzuānjìn。」xíngzhě使shǐtiěbàngshāokāishíkuàiyāoxiéguǒcángzàimiàndeshēngjiùtiàojiāngchūláiyàochǔláixíngzhělūntiěbàngjiàzhùxiàdeshānshéndào退tuìmángbēnyāoxiékǒunāngnāngdezheshānshéndào:「shuíjiàoyǐnzhewǎngzhèláizhǎoxún?」zhīzhīchēngchēngdezhetiěbàngqiězhànqiě退tuìbēnzhìkōngzhōngèrshéntīngshuōyǐnxíngzhěsānzhōngxúnzhǎoshǐshānjiǎoxiàbiānkànchùyǒucǎoérjīngdezǒulexúnzhìjuédǐngshàngzhōngkànshízhǐjiànliǎngkuàishítóujiāngméndǎngzhùdào:「jiānshìyāoxiégǎnzuānjìn。」xíngzhě使shǐtiěbàngshāokāishíkuàiyāoxiéguǒcángzàimiàndeshēngjiùtiàojiāngchūláiyàochǔláixíngzhělūntiěbàngjiàzhùxiàdeshānshéndào退tuìmángbēnyāoxiékǒunāngnāngdezheshānshéndào:「shuíjiàoyǐnzhewǎngzhèláizhǎoxún?」zhīzhīchēngchēngdezhetiěbàngqiězhànqiě退tuìbēnzhìkōngzhōng

棍下留情

zhèngzàiwēizhīquèyòutiānwǎnlezhèxíngzhěhěnxìngxiàqièshǒuhèndebàngshātīngjiǔxiāohànzhījiānyǒurénjiàodào:「shèngdòngshǒudòngshǒugùnxiàliúqíng。」xíngzhěhuítóukànshíyuánláishìtàiyīnxīngjūnhòudàizhehéngéxiānjiàngcǎiyúndàodāngmiànhuāngdexíngzhěshōuletiěbànggōngshēnshīdào:「lǎotàiyīnwǎnglǎosūnshīhuíle。」tàiyīndào:「duìdezhèyāoxiéshìguǎnghángōngdǎoxuánshuāngxiānyàozhīzhèngzàiwēizhīquèyòutiānwǎnlezhèxíngzhěhěnxìngxiàqièshǒuhèndebàngshātīngjiǔxiāohànzhījiānyǒurénjiàodào:「shèngdòngshǒudòngshǒugùnxiàliúqíng。」xíngzhěhuítóukànshíyuánláishìtàiyīnxīngjūnhòudàizhehéngéxiānjiàngcǎiyúndàodāngmiànhuāngdexíngzhěshōuletiěbànggōngshēnshīdào:「lǎotàiyīnwǎnglǎosūnshīhuíle。」tàiyīndào:「duìdezhèyāoxiéshì广guǎnghángōngdǎoxuánshuāngxiānyàozhī

今經一載

tōukāiguānjīnsuǒzǒuchūgōngláijīnjīngzǎisuànxiàyǒushāngmìngzhīzāiláijiùxìngmìngwàngshèngkànlǎoshēnráoba。」xíngzhěliánshēngzhǐdào:「gǎngǎnguàidàohuì使shǐdǎoyàochǔyuánláishìérlǎotàiyīnzhīshècángletiānzhúguówángzhīgōngzhǔquèyòujiǎzhēnxíngshèngsēngshīzhīyuányángqíngzuìshígānzěnme便biànqīngshùráo?」tàiyīndào:「zhīguówángzhīgōngzhǔshìfánrényuánshìchángōngzhōngzhīétōukāiguānjīnsuǒzǒuchūgōngláijīnjīngzǎisuànxiàyǒushāngmìngzhīzāiláijiùxìngmìngwàngshèngkànlǎoshēnráoba。」xíngzhěliánshēngzhǐdào:「gǎngǎnguàidàohuì使shǐdǎoyàochǔyuánláishìérlǎotàiyīnzhīshècángletiānzhúguówángzhīgōngzhǔquèyòujiǎzhēnxíngshèngsēngshīzhīyuányángqíngzuìshígānzěnme便biànqīngshùráo?」tàiyīndào:「zhīguówángzhīgōngzhǔshìfánrényuánshìchángōngzhōngzhīé

一掌之仇

shíniánqiáncéngérlezhǎngquèjiùfánxiàjièlíngzhīguāngsuìtóutāiguówángzhènggōnghuánghòuzhīdāngshíjiàngshēngzhèérhuáizhǎngzhīchóujiùniánzǒuchūgōngpāoéhuāngdànzhǐshìgāipèitángsēngzuìzhēnhuànxìngliúxīnshízhēnjiǎquèwèicéngshāngsǔnshīwànwàngkànmiànshàngshùzhīzuìshōu。」shíniánqiáncéngérlezhǎngquèjiùfánxiàjièlíngzhīguāngsuìtóutāiguówángzhènggōnghuánghòuzhīdāngshíjiàngshēngzhèér怀huáizhǎngzhīchóujiùniánzǒuchūgōngpāoéhuāngdànzhǐshìgāipèitángsēngzuìzhēnhuànxìngliúxīnshízhēnjiǎquèwèicéngshāngsǔnshīwànwàngkànmiànshàngshùzhīzuìshōu。」

明證明證

xíngzhěxiàodào:「yǒuzhèxiēyīnguǒlǎosūngǎnkàngwéidànzhǐshìshōuleérkǒngguówángxìngǎnfántàiyīnjūntóngzhòngxiānmèijiāngérdàoxiāngduìguówángmíngzhèngmíngzhèngxiǎnlǎosūnzhīshǒuduànèrláishuōéxiàjiàngzhīyīnyóuránhòuzhuóguówángégōngzhǔzhīshēnjiànxiǎnbàozhī。」xíngzhěxiàodào:「yǒuzhèxiēyīnguǒlǎosūngǎnkàngwéidànzhǐshìshōuleérkǒngguówángxìngǎnfántàiyīnjūntóngzhòngxiānmèijiāngérdàoxiāngduìguówángmíngzhèngmíngzhèngxiǎnlǎosūnzhīshǒuduànèrláishuōéxiàjiàngzhīyīnyóuránhòuzhuóguówángégōngzhǔzhīshēnjiànxiǎnbàozhī。」

現了原身

tàiyīnjūnxìnyányòngshǒuzhǐdìngyāoxiédào:「nièchùháiguīzhèngtónglái。」érgǔnxiànleyuánshēnzhēnshìtàiyīnjūnxìnyányòngshǒuzhǐdìngyāoxiédào:「nièchùháiguīzhèngtónglái。」érgǔnxiànleyuánshēnzhēnshì

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光明如晝

shèngjiànleshèngxīnyúnguāngxiàngqiányǐndǎotàiyīnjūnlǐngzhezhònghéngéxiāndàizheérjìngzhuǎntiānzhúguójièshízhènghuánghūnkànkànyuèshàngdàochéngbiānwénqiàolóushàngléiguówángtángsēngshàngzài殿diànnèijièshāsēngduōguāndōuzàijiēqiánfāng退tuìcháozhǐjiànzhèngnánshàngpiàncǎixiáguāngmíngzhòuzhòngtáitóukànchùyòuwénsūnshèngshēnggāojiàodào:「tiānzhúxiàqǐngchūhuánghòupínfēikànzhězhèbǎochuángxiànǎiyuègōngtàiyīnxīngjūnliǎngbiāndexiānmèishìyuèchángéshèngjiànleshèngxīnyúnguāngxiàngqiányǐndǎotàiyīnjūnlǐngzhezhònghéngéxiāndàizheérjìngzhuǎntiānzhúguójièshízhènghuánghūnkànkànyuèshàngdàochéngbiānwénqiàolóushàngléiguówángtángsēngshàngzài殿diànnèijièshāsēngduōguāndōuzàijiēqiánfāng退tuìcháozhǐjiànzhèngnánshàngpiàncǎixiáguāngmíngzhòuzhòngtáitóukànchùyòuwénsūnshèngshēnggāojiàodào:「tiānzhúxiàqǐngchūhuánghòupínfēikànzhězhèbǎochuángxiànǎiyuègōngtàiyīnxīngjūnliǎngbiāndexiānmèishìyuèchángé

今現真相

zhèérquèshìjiādejiǎgōngzhǔjīnxiànzhēnxiàng。」guówángzhàohuánghòupínfēigōngécǎiděngzhòngcháotiānbàitángsēngduōguānwàngkōngbàixiè滿mǎnchéngzhōngjiārénshèxiāngànkòutóuniànzhèérquèshìjiādejiǎgōngzhǔjīnxiànzhēnxiàng。」guówángzhàohuánghòupínfēigōngécǎiděngzhòngcháotiānbàitángsēngduōguānwàngkōngbàixièmǎnchéngzhōngjiārénshèxiāngànkòutóuniàn

動了慾心

zhèngguānkànchùzhūjièdònglexīnrěnzhùtiàozàikōngzhōngchángxiānbàozhùdào:「jiějieshìjiùxiāngshíshuǎziér。」xíngzhěshàngqiánjiūzhejièleliǎngzhǎngdào:「zhècūndāizishìshènmechùgǎndòngyínxīn?」jièdào:「xiánsànmènshuǎziér。」tàiyīnjūnlìngzhuǎnxiānchuángzhòngchángéshōuhuíjìngshàngyuègōngérxíngzhějièjiūluòchénāizhèngguānkànchùzhūjièdònglexīnrěnzhùtiàozàikōngzhōngchángxiānbàozhùdào:「jiějieshìjiùxiāngshíshuǎziér。」xíngzhěshàngqiánjiūzhejièleliǎngzhǎngdào:「zhècūndāizishìshènmechùgǎndòngyínxīn?」jièdào:「xiánsànmènshuǎziér。」tàiyīnjūnlìngzhuǎnxiānchuángzhòngchángéshōuhuíjìngshàngyuègōngérxíngzhějièjiūluòchénāi

也不是凡胎

zhèguówángzài殿diànshàngxièlexíngzhěyòuwènqiányīndào:「duōgǎnshénsēngzhuōlejiǎgōngzhǔzhènzhīzhēngōngzhǔquèzàichùsuǒ?」xíngzhědào:「zhēngōngzhǔshìfántāijiùshìyuègōngéxiānyīnshíniánqiánjiāngérlezhǎngjiùfánxiàjiètóutāizàizhènggōngnèishēngxiàshēnláiérhuáihènqiánchóusuǒjiùniánjiāntōukāiguānjīnsuǒzǒuxiàláiéshèpāohuāngquèbiànxínghǒngzhèguówángzài殿diànshàngxièlexíngzhěyòuwènqiányīndào:「duōgǎnshénsēngzhuōlejiǎgōngzhǔzhènzhīzhēngōngzhǔquèzàichùsuǒ?」xíngzhědào:「zhēngōngzhǔshìfántāijiùshìyuègōngéxiānyīnshíniánqiánjiāngérlezhǎngjiùfánxiàjiètóutāizàizhènggōngnèishēngxiàshēnláiér怀huáihènqiánchóusuǒjiùniánjiāntōukāiguānjīnsuǒzǒuxiàláiéshèpāohuāngquèbiànxínghǒng

不曾出去

zhèduànyīnguǒshìtàiyīnjūnqīnkǒucáishuōdejīnjiǎzhěmíngqǐngjiàxúnzhēnzhě。」guówángwénshuōyòuxīncánhuángzhǐzhùsāibiānliúlèidào:「háiéryòudēngsuīchéngméncéngchūquèjiàoxún?」xíngzhěxiàodào:「fánnǎogōngzhǔxiànzàijīnzhuāngfēngjīnqiěsàndàotiānmínghuánzhēngōngzhǔ便biànshì。」zhèduànyīnguǒshìtàiyīnjūnqīnkǒucáishuōdejīnjiǎzhěmíngqǐngjiàxúnzhēnzhě。」guówángwénshuōyòuxīncánhuángzhǐzhùsāibiānliúlèidào:「háiéryòudēngsuīchéngméncéngchūquèjiàoxún?」xíngzhěxiàodào:「fánnǎogōngzhǔxiànzàijīnzhuāngfēngjīnqiěsàndàotiānmínghuánzhēngōngzhǔ便biànshì。」

便知端的

zhòngguānyòubàizòudào:「wángqiěxīnkuānzhèwèishénsēngnǎiténgyúnjiàzhīzhīwèiláiguòzhīyīnyóumíngfánshénsēngtóngxún便biànzhīduān。」guówángyánqǐngzhìliúchūntíngbǎizhāiānxiēshíjìnèrgēngzhòngguānyòubàizòudào:「wángqiěxīnkuānzhèwèishénsēngnǎiténgyúnjiàzhīzhīwèiláiguòzhīyīnyóumíngfánshénsēngtóngxún便biànzhīduān。」guówángyánqǐngzhìliúchūntíngbǎizhāiānxiēshíjìnèrgēng

月華明

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dāngqǐndāngqǐn

特進求宿

zhèguówáng退tuìleyāodǒuzhǎngjīngshénzhìgēngsāndiǎnchūlíncháocháomìngqǐngtángsēngzhòngxúngōngzhǔzhǎnglǎosuízhìcháoshàngxíngshèngsānréntóngwènxùnguówángqiànshēndào:「zuósuǒyúngōngzhǔháiérgǎnfánshénsēngwéixúnjiù。」zhǎnglǎodào:「pínsēngqiándōngláixíngzhìtiānwǎnjiànzuòjīnjìnqiú宿xìngsēngxiāngdàidāngwǎnzhāiyuèxiánxíngxíngzhìjīnjiùyuánguānkànzhǐwénbēishēngěrxúnwènyóuzhèguówáng退tuìleyāodǒuzhǎngjīngshénzhìgēngsāndiǎnchūlíncháocháomìngqǐngtángsēngzhòngxúngōngzhǔzhǎnglǎosuízhìcháoshàngxíngshèngsānréntóngwènxùnguówángqiànshēndào:「zuósuǒyúngōngzhǔháiérgǎnfánshénsēngwéixúnjiù。」zhǎnglǎodào:「pínsēngqiándōngláixíngzhìtiānwǎnjiànzuòjīnjìnqiú宿xìngsēngxiāngdàidāngwǎnzhāiyuèxiánxíngxíngzhìjīnjiùyuánguānkànzhǐwénbēishēngěrxúnwènyóu

被風刮至

běnlǎosēngniánbǎisuìzhīwàibǐng退tuìzuǒyòudeduìshuōlebiàndào:『bēishēngzhěnǎijiùniánchūnshēnshílǎosēngzhèngmíngxìngyuèránzhènfēngshēngjiànzhìzhīsēngwènzhīdào:「shìtiānzhúguóguówánggōngzhǔyīnwèijiānwányuèguānhuābèifēngguāzhì。」』lǎosēngduōzhīrénjiānggōngzhǔsuǒzàijiānjìngfángzhōngwéikǒngběnwánsēngrǎnzhǐshuōshìyāojīngbèisuǒzhùběnlǎosēngniánbǎisuìzhīwàibǐng退tuìzuǒyòudeduìshuōlebiàndào:『bēishēngzhěnǎijiùniánchūnshēnshílǎosēngzhèngmíngxìngyuèránzhènfēngshēngjiànzhìzhīsēngwènzhīdào:「shìtiānzhúguóguówánggōngzhǔyīnwèijiānwányuèguānhuābèifēngguāzhì。」』lǎosēngduōzhīrénjiānggōngzhǔsuǒzàijiānjìngfángzhōngwéikǒngběnwánsēngrǎnzhǐshuōshìyāojīngbèisuǒzhù

胡言亂語

gōngzhǔshíjiānyánluàntǎoxiēcháfànchīleshēnrénchùliángbēilǎosēngcéngláiguótīngfānjiàngōngzhǔzàigōngyàngsuǒgǎnshēngyánzòuyīnjiànyǒuxiēshéntōnglǎosēngqiāndīngwànzhǔjiàopínsēngdàocháfǎngyuánshìchángōngwéiyāojiǎzhēnxíngbiànzuògōngzhǔyàngquèyòuyǒuxīnyàoyuányángxìngkuīshīwēixiǎnrènchūzhēnjiǎjīnbèitàiyīnxīngshōuxiángōngzhǔjiànzàijīnzhuāngfēng。」gōngzhǔshíjiānyánluàntǎoxiēcháfànchīleshēnrénchùliángbēilǎosēngcéngláiguótīngfānjiàngōngzhǔzàigōngyàngsuǒgǎnshēngyánzòuyīnjiànyǒuxiēshéntōnglǎosēngqiāndīngwànzhǔjiàopínsēngdàochá访fǎngyuánshìchángōngwéiyāojiǎzhēnxíngbiànzuògōngzhǔyàngquèyòuyǒuxīnyàoyuányángxìngkuīshīwēixiǎnrènchūzhēnjiǎjīnbèitàiyīnxīngshōuxiángōngzhǔjiànzàijīnzhuāngfēng。」

六十里路

guówángjiànshuōxiángfàngshēngzǎojīngdòngsāngōngliùyuàndōuláiwènqiányīnréntòngzhěliángjiǔguówángyòuwèn:「jīnchéngduōyuǎn?」sānzàngdào:「zhǐyǒuliùshí。」guówángsuìchuánzhǐ:「zhuódōng西èrgōngshǒu殿diànzhǎngcháotàishīwèiguózhèntóngzhènggōnghuánghòushuàiduōguānshénsēnggōngzhǔ。」dāngshíbǎijiàxíngchūcháoguówángjiànshuōxiángfàngshēngzǎojīngdòngsāngōngliùyuàndōuláiwènqiányīnréntòngzhěliángjiǔguówángyòuwèn:「jīnchéngduōyuǎn?」sānzàngdào:「zhǐyǒuliùshí。」guówángsuìchuánzhǐ:「zhuódōng西èrgōngshǒu殿diànzhǎngcháotàishīwèiguózhèntóngzhènggōnghuánghòushuàiduōguānshénsēnggōngzhǔ。」dāngshíbǎijiàxíngchūcháo

把腰一扭

kànxíngzhějiùtiàozàikōngzhōngyāoniǔxiāndàolezhòngsēnghuāngmángguìjiēdào:「lǎoshízhòngxíngjīncóngtiānshàngxiàlái?」xíngzhěxiàodào:「lǎoshīzàichùkuàijiàochūláipáishèxiāngànjiējiàtiānzhúguówánghuánghòuduōguānshīdōuláile。」zhòngsēngjiěqǐngchūlǎosēnglǎosēngjiànlexíngzhědǎoshēnxiàbàidào:「lǎogōngzhǔzhīshì?」kànxíngzhějiùtiàozàikōngzhōngyāoniǔxiāndàolezhòngsēnghuāngmángguìjiēdào:「lǎoshízhòngxíngjīncóngtiānshàngxiàlái?」xíngzhěxiàodào:「lǎoshīzàichùkuàijiàochūláipáishèxiāngànjiējiàtiānzhúguówánghuánghòuduōguānshīdōuláile。」zhòngsēngjiěqǐngchūlǎosēnglǎosēngjiànlexíngzhědǎoshēnxiàbàidào:「lǎogōngzhǔzhīshì?」

是個女子

xíngzhějiǎgōngzhǔpāoxiùqiúpèitángsēngbìnggǎnzhuōdòutàiyīnxīngshōuzhīyánbèichénlebiànlǎosēngyòutóubàixièxíngzhěchāndào:「qiěbàiqiěbàikuàiānpáijiējià。」zhòngsēngcáizhīhòufángsuǒdeshìjīngjīng便biàndōushèlexiāngànbǎilièshānménzhīwài穿chuānlejiāshāzhuàngzhōngděnghòuxíngzhějiǎgōngzhǔpāoxiùqiúpèitángsēngbìnggǎnzhuōdòutàiyīnxīngshōuzhīyánbèichénlebiànlǎosēngyòutóubàixièxíngzhěchāndào:「qiěbàiqiěbàikuàiānpáijiējià。」zhòngsēngcáizhīhòufángsuǒdeshìjīngjīng便biàndōushèlexiāngànbǎilièshānménzhīwài穿chuānlejiāshāzhuàngzhōngděnghòu

一座荒山

duōshíshèngjiàzǎodàoguǒránshìduōshíshèngjiàzǎodàoguǒránshì

bīnfēnruìǎi滿mǎntiānxiāngzuòhuāngshānshūbèixiángbīnfēnruìǎimǎntiānxiāngzuòhuāngshānshūbèixiáng
hóngliúqiānzǎiqīnghǎidiànràochángchūnsàitānghóngliúqiānzǎiqīnghǎidiànràochángchūnsàitāng
cǎozhānēntiānxiùhuārùnyǒufāngcǎozhānēntiānxiùhuārùnyǒufāng
láizhǎngzhěliújīnmíngjūnjiàngbǎotángláizhǎngzhěliújīnmíngjūnjiàngbǎotáng
何先到此

guówángdàoshānménzhīwàizhǐjiànzhòngsēngzhěngzhěngjiēbàiyòujiànsūnxíngzhězàizhōngjiānguówángdào:「shénsēngxiāndào?」xíngzhěxiàodào:「lǎosūnyāolüèniǔniǔérjiùdàolemenzěnmejiùzǒuzhèbàn?」suíhòutángsēngděngdàozhǎnglǎoyǐnjiàdàohòumiànfángbiāngōngzhǔháizhuāngfēngshuōlǎosēngguìzhǐdào:「fángnèijiùshìjiùniánfēngchuīláidegōngzhǔniángniang。」guówánglìngkāiménsuíkāitiěsuǒkāileménguówángdàoshānménzhīwàizhǐjiànzhòngsēngzhěngzhěngjiēbàiyòujiànsūnxíngzhězàizhōngjiānguówángdào:「shénsēngxiāndào?」xíngzhěxiàodào:「lǎosūnyāolüèniǔniǔérjiùdàolemenzěnmejiùzǒuzhèbàn?」suíhòutángsēngděngdàozhǎnglǎoyǐnjiàdàohòumiànfángbiāngōngzhǔháizhuāngfēngshuōlǎosēngguìzhǐdào:「fángnèijiùshìjiùniánfēngchuīláidegōngzhǔniángniang。」guówánglìngkāiménsuíkāitiěsuǒkāilemén

受苦的兒

guówánghuánghòujiànlegōngzhǔrènxíngrónghuìjìnqiánlǒubàodào:「deshòudeérazěnmezāozhèděngzhézàishòuzuì?」zhēnshìxiāngféngréntóngsānrénbàotóulehuìqínglìngxiāngtāngjiàogōngzhǔgēngshàngniǎnhuíguóguówánghuánghòujiànlegōngzhǔrènxíngrónghuìjìnqiánlǒubàodào:「deshòudeérazěnmezāozhèděngzhézàishòuzuì?」zhēnshìxiāngféngréntóngsānrénbàotóulehuìqínglìngxiāngtāngjiàogōngzhǔgēngshàngniǎnhuíguó

百腳山

xíngzhěyòuduìguówánggǒngshǒudào:「lǎosūnháiyǒushìfèngshàng。」guówángdào:「shénsēngyǒushìfēnfuzhèncóngzhī。」xíngzhědào:「zhèshānmíngwéibǎijiǎoshānjìnláishuōyǒugōngchéngjīnghēishāngrénwǎngláixíngshènwéi便biàngōngwéixiángxuǎnjuéxióngqiānzhīfàngshānzhōngchúchóngjiùjiāngshānmínggǎihuàngǎihuànwéndàochìfēngjiùdāngxièsēnggōngyǎnggōngzhǔzhīēn。」guówángshènlǐngnuòsuíchàguānjìnchéngyòugǎishānmíngwéibǎohuáshānréngzhuógōngbànliàochóngxiūfēnghàohuànzuòchìjiànbǎohuáshānjīn」;lǎosēngfēngwéibàoguósēngguān」,yǒngyuǎnshìfèngsānshíliùdànsēngzhòngxièleēnsòngjiàhuícháoxíngzhěyòuduìguówánggǒngshǒudào:「lǎosūnháiyǒushìfèngshàng。」guówángdào:「shénsēngyǒushìfēnfuzhèncóngzhī。」xíngzhědào:「zhèshānmíngwéibǎijiǎoshānjìnláishuōyǒugōngchéngjīnghēishāngrénwǎngláixíngshènwéi便biàngōngwéixiángxuǎnjuéxióngqiānzhīfàngshānzhōngchúchóngjiùjiāngshānmínggǎihuàngǎihuànwéndàochìfēngjiùdāngxièsēnggōngyǎnggōngzhǔzhīēn。」guówángshènlǐngnuòsuíchàguānjìnchéngyòugǎishānmíngwéibǎohuáshānréngzhuógōngbànliàochóngxiūfēnghàohuànzuòchìjiànbǎohuáshānjīn」;lǎosēngfēngwéibàoguósēngguān」,yǒngyuǎnshìfèngsānshíliùdànsēngzhòngxièleēnsòngjiàhuícháo

聚首團圞

gōngzhǔgōngxiāngjiànānpáiyányàngōngzhǔshìmènhòufēishǒutuánluánguówángjūnchéngòngyǐnyànxiāozǎoguówángchuánzhǐzhàodānqīngxiàshèngsēngzhòngrónggōngyǎngzàihuálóushàngyòuqǐnggōngzhǔxīnzhuāngchóngzhěngchū殿diànxiètángsēngzhòngjiùzhīēnxiètángsēngwáng西guówángkěnfàngshèjiāyànliánchīleliùzhuóshíhǎoledāizijìnfàngkāiliàngshòuyònggōngzhǔgōngxiāngjiànānpáiyányàngōngzhǔshìmènhòufēishǒutuánluánguówángjūnchéngòngyǐnyànxiāozǎoguówángchuánzhǐzhàodānqīngxiàshèngsēngzhòngrónggōngyǎngzàihuálóushàngyòuqǐnggōngzhǔxīnzhuāngchóngzhěngchū殿diànxiètángsēngzhòngjiùzhīēnxiètángsēngwáng西guówángkěnfàngshèjiāyànliánchīleliùzhuóshíhǎoledāizijìnfàngkāiliàngshòuyòng

一陣暗風

guówángjiànmenbàixīnzhòngliúzhùsuìjīnyínèrbǎidìngbǎobèipánfèngxièshīmenháoshòujiàobǎiluánjiàqǐnglǎoshīdēngniǎnchàguānyuǎnsònghòufēibìngchénmínrénděngkòuxièjìnzhìqiányòujiànzhòngsēngkòusòngrěnxiāngbiéxíngzhějiànsòngzhěkěnhuíniǎnjuéwǎngxùnshàngchuīkǒuxiānzhènànfēngsòngderéndōuleyǎnfāngcáituōshēnérzhèzhèngshìguówángjiànmenbàixīnzhòngliúzhùsuìjīnyínèrbǎidìngbǎobèipánfèngxièshīmenháoshòujiàobǎiluánjiàqǐnglǎoshīdēngniǎnchàguānyuǎnsònghòufēibìngchénmínrénděngkòuxièjìnzhìqiányòujiànzhòngsēngkòusòngrěnxiāngbiéxíngzhějiànsòngzhěkěnhuíniǎnjuéwǎngxùnshàngchuīkǒuxiānzhènànfēngsòngderéndōuleyǎnfāngcáituōshēnérzhèzhèngshì

jìngēnguīliǎoxìngchūjīnhǎizhēnkōngjìngēnguīliǎoxìngchūjīnhǎizhēnkōng

jìngzhīqiánqiětīngxiàhuífēnjiějìngzhīqiánqiětīngxiàhuífēnjiě

英譯 The False Frame Is Seized and the Jade Hare Taken; the True Yin Returns to Correctness and Meets the Numinous Origin

Now the Tang Monk, sunk in gloom and worry, followed the king through to the inner palace. All he could hear was the din of drums and music; all he could smell was a strange perfume coming at him. He kept his head down and did not dare look up. Pilgrim, secretly delighted, was perched on the crown of his Vairocana cap, and he summoned up his divine light and opened wide his fiery eyes and golden pupils to look. And what he saw was two ranks of serving-women drawn up like the immortals of the Stamen Palace, finer by far than a spring breeze through brocade curtains. Truly it was a case of:

Slender and swaying, jade of flesh and ice of skin. / Pair upon pair, they put the girls of Chu to shame; couple upon couple, their beauty outdid Xi Shi. Cloud-coiffures piled high, with coloured phoenixes in flight; moth-eyebrows faintly drawn, like distant hills lying low. Reed-pipes and mouth-organs sounding their elegant measures, flutes and drums struck up again and again. / Gong, shang, jue, zhi, yu — high and low, rising and falling, all in accord. Pure song and exquisite dancing, forever a delight; brocade-paved and flower-clustered, colour on colour, a pleasure to the eye.

Pilgrim, seeing that his master was not stirred by any of it, smacked his lips and praised him under his breath: “Good monk! Good monk! His body dwells among brocade and embroidery and his heart holds no desire; his feet tread on jasper and jade and his mind is not led astray.” In a little while the queen and the imperial consorts came crowding out of the Zhique Palace with the princess, all together to receive him, and they raised the cry: “Ten thousand years to our king, ten thousand times ten thousand years!” The elder was thrown into such a fright that he shook from head to foot and had no idea what to do. Pilgrim had already seen through it. Observing on the crown of the princess's head a faint trace of demon vapour rising, though it was not particularly fierce, he scrambled at once close to his master's ear and called: “Master, the princess is a fake.” The elder said: “If she is a fake, then how are we to make her show her true form?” Pilgrim said: “Let me put out my true body and seize her here and now.” The elder said: “No, no — I am afraid of alarming His Majesty. Wait until the king and queen have withdrawn, and then use your powers.” But Pilgrim had been hot-tempered all his life, and how was he to stand for that? With one great bellow he showed his true form, rushed forward and seized hold of the princess, cursing her: “Well, you cursed beast!” “Here you are, passing off the false as the true, and here you sit enjoying it all — well, you have surely had your fill of that. And still your heart is not satisfied: you mean to cheat my master too, and break his true yang to gratify your lust!” The king was so frightened he sat rigid and staring; the consorts went sprawling and stumbling; and there was not one of the palace women and serving-maids who did not scatter east and hide west, each looking to her own life. It was for all the world like:

Spring winds sweeping wide, autumn air sighing thin. / Spring winds sweeping wide across the garden groves, and a thousand blossoms shaken loose; / autumn air sighing thin into the forbidden park, and ten thousand leaves adrift. Peonies snapped off, tilting below the railings; herbaceous peonies blown crooked, lying along the balustrade. / Lotus at the pond's edge tossed and shaken; chrysanthemum petals heaped and strewn on the terrace steps. Crab-apple, all strength gone, toppling into the dust; roses, their scent still on them, bedded down in the wild. / Spring wind snapping the water-caltrop and the lotus stems; winter snow bearing down and bending the plum's tender buds. Pomegranate petals scattered in confusion through the inner courtyards, east and west; / willow withes along the bank hanging slantwise about the palace, north and south. Fine flowers, and one wild night of wind and rain: numberless fallen petals carpeting the ground like brocade.

Tripitaka completely lost his head; shaking all over, he threw his arms around the king and could only cry: “Your Majesty, don't be afraid, don't be afraid! This is my unruly disciple using his powers to tell the true from the false.” Now the monster, seeing that things were going badly, wrenched herself free of his grip, tore off her clothes, gave her head a shake and sent her hairpins and rings and ornaments all clattering down. She ran to the shrine of the local god in the imperial flower garden, brought out a short staff shaped like the head of a pestle, and spun round to lay into Pilgrim with it. Pilgrim came straight after her and met her face on with his iron rod. The two of them, shouting and bawling, fell to fighting there inside the flower garden; and afterwards, both displaying their full powers, they mounted the clouds and mist and carried the battle up into the sky. And this bout went:

The gold-banded iron rod has a name and a fame; / the pestle-headed short staff, not a soul knows what it is. The one came to this land because of the true scriptures; / the other came here to settle because she loved rare flowers. That monster had long known of the holy monk of Tang, / and wanted to seek union with the essence of his primal seed. Last year she carried off the true princess, / and changed into her human shape, to be cherished and adored. Now she meets the Great Sage, who knows a demon's vapour when he sees it, / come to the rescue and the saving of a life, to sort the false from the true. The short staff plays the ruffian, flung down at the crown of his head; / the iron rod displays its power, striking him full in the face. Clamouring and bawling, the two of them locked together; / cloud and mist filled the sky and blotted out the white sun.

The two of them battling it out in mid-air terrified the common people throughout the city out of their wits, and struck fear into every officer in the court. The elder held the king up and could only say: “Do not be alarmed. Please tell Her Majesty and the rest not to be afraid. Your princess is a false thing wearing a true shape. When my disciple has caught her, then you will know good from bad.” Then some of the bolder consorts took the clothes and the pins and rings and showed them to the queen, saying: “These are what the princess wore and what she had on her head. Now she has thrown them all down and gone up to fight that monk in the sky with nothing on her body at all — she must certainly be a fiend.” At this the king and the consorts and the rest at last collected themselves, and stood gazing up into the sky, of which no more need be said. Now the monster and the Great Sage had been fighting for half a day without either gaining the advantage. Pilgrim flung his rod up into the air and cried: “Change!” And with that one became ten, ten became a hundred, a hundred became a thousand, and in the middle of the sky they were like snakes swimming and pythons writhing, lashing at the fiend from every side. The fiend lost her nerve, turned into a puff of clear wind, and fled straight up into the blue void. Pilgrim recited a spell, gathered his iron rods back into one, and rode the auspicious light in a straight line after her. As he neared the Western Gate of Heaven he caught sight of banners and standards flashing, and Pilgrim shouted at the top of his voice: “You there at the gate of Heaven — block that demon! Don't let her get away!” And sure enough, at the gate of Heaven the Protector of the Nation, Devaraja, was in command of the four grand marshals Pang, Liu, Gou and Bi, and they all brought out their weapons and barred her way. The fiend could not get through. She spun round in haste, brought her short staff into play, and closed with Pilgrim once again. The Great Sage swung his iron rod, and looking carefully as he met her, he saw that the short staff was thick at one end and thin at the other, for all the world like the head of the pestle in a grain-pounder. He gave a shout and bellowed at her: “Cursed beast!” “What sort of weapon is that you are carrying, that you dare stand against old Monkey? Surrender at once and save yourself a blow from this rod that would shatter the crown of your skull!” The fiend ground her teeth and said: “You know nothing about this weapon of mine. Listen while I tell you:”

“My immortal root was a piece of mutton-fat jade, / ground and polished into shape through years past counting. “When Chaos was first opened, I was already in being; / when the Primal Murk was parted, I came before it. “My source and stream are not to be measured against things of the mortal world; / my nature at birth belonged to the upper heaven. “One body of golden light, in harmony with the Four Marks; / the auspicious vapour of the Five Phases, joined with the Three Primes. “Long it dwelt with me inside the Toad Palace; / long it kept me company beside the Cassia Hall. “Because I loved the flowers I let myself down into the world of dust, / and so came to India and counterfeited a lovely woman. “I meant nothing by it but to share some pleasure with you; / I wished to be matched with the Tang monk and settle an old karmic debt. “How could you be so hard-hearted as to break up a fine match, / hunting me to the death, chasing and fighting and playing the brute? “This weapon of mine has a great name to it — / greater than that gold-banded rod of yours. “It is the pestle that pounds the medicine in the Palace of Broad Cold — / and one blow from it sends a man's life down to the Yellow Springs!”

Pilgrim, hearing her out, laughed a cold laugh and said: “Well, you cursed beast! If you have been living inside the Toad Palace, then you must know old Monkey's powers — and you still dare stand there fencing with me?” “Show your true form and submit at once, and I will spare your life.” That monster said: “I know you for the Bimawen who made such an uproar in Heaven five hundred years ago, and by rights I ought to give way to you. But to break up somebody's marriage is like murdering their father and mother — my feelings will not stand for it, and I mean to have a crack at you, Bimawen, you cheat of Heaven and defier of your betters!” What the Great Sage could not bear was those three words, Bimawen. Hearing them, his heart swelled with fury, and he raised his iron rod and struck straight at her face; and the fiend swung up her pestle to meet him. And so, right in front of the Western Gate of Heaven, they set to in deadly earnest. And this bout went:

The gold-banded rod, the medicine-pounding pestle — / two immortal weapons truly worth comparing. That one came down into the world for the sake of a marriage; / this one came here because he is guarding the Tang monk. It turns out the king had no sense in him: / loving flowers is what drew the fiend's delight. And so it has come to this bitter and painful struggle, / with both sides digging their heels in. Charging and clashing, staking everything on the win, / trading cutting words and cutting speeches, quarrelling mouth to mouth. The medicine pestle is a hero rarely seen in this world; / but the iron rod's divine power is finer still. Golden light in brilliant sheets dazzling the gate of Heaven; / coloured mists in shining folds reaching down to the earth. Back and forth they had fought a dozen rounds and more, / and the fiend's strength was failing — she could not hold him off.

The monster fought Pilgrim another dozen rounds, and seeing how close and heavy the strokes of his rod were coming and reckoning it would be hard to win, she made one feinting jab with her pestle, gave her body a shake, and in a myriad beams of golden light fled away defeated towards the due south. The Great Sage went after her in close pursuit. Suddenly they came to a great mountain, where the fiend brought down her golden light, bored into a cave in the hillside, and fell silent and out of sight. And fearing she might slip away back to the kingdom and do the Tang monk some harm behind his back, he took note of the lie of this mountain and turned his cloud round to go straight back into the country. By now it was the hour of shen. The king was still clutching Tripitaka and shaking from head to foot, crying over and over: “Holy monk, save me!” The imperial consorts and the queen were in a panic of their own when they saw the Great Sage come dropping down out of the edge of the clouds, calling: “Master, I am here!” Tripitaka said: “Stand still, Wukong — you must not startle the sacred person. Let me ask you: this business of the false princess, what is the truth of it?” Pilgrim stood outside the Zhique Palace with his hands folded at his breast and said: “The false princess is a fiend. At first I fought her half a day and she could not beat me, so she turned into a puff of clear wind and made straight for the gate of Heaven — and it was I who shouted to the gods of Heaven to block her.” “She showed her true form and fought me another dozen bouts, then turned her body into golden light and fled back defeated to a mountain in the due south. I hurried after her as far as the mountain, and could find no trace of her there; and being afraid she might come here and harm you, I came back on purpose to look in on you.” The king, hearing this, clutched at the Tang monk and asked him: “If the false princess is a fiend, then where is my true princess?” Pilgrim answered him: “Wait till I have caught the false princess, and your true princess will come of herself.” When the consorts and the rest heard this they were all freed of their terror, and one after another they came forward and bowed and pleaded: “We beg the holy monk to save our true princess and bring her back, and sort the dark from the light, and we shall certainly reward him richly.” Pilgrim said: “This is no place for us to be talking. Let Your Majesty and my master come out of the inner palace and go up to the hall; let Her Majesty and the rest go back to their own quarters; and summon my brothers Eight Rules and Sha the Monk to protect my master, so that I can go off and subdue the fiend.” “For one thing it will keep inside and outside apart, and for another it will spare me the worry. I shall clear the matter up properly, and so show what a whole effort of mine is worth.” The king did as he said and thanked him without ceasing. Then, taking the Tang monk by the hand, he came out of the inner palace and went straight up to the hall; and the consorts all went back to their own quarters. On the one side he had a vegetarian meal made ready, and on the other he summoned Eight Rules and Sha the Monk; and in a moment the two of them arrived. Pilgrim told them everything that had happened and charged the two of them to guard him with all their care. Then the Great Sage leapt on his somersault cloud and flew off into the air, and the many officers before the hall bowed towards the sky as he went, of which no more need be said. Sun the Great Sage went straight to that mountain in the due south to search. Now the fiend, having lost the fight, had come to this mountain, bored into her hole, blocked the door of it with a lump of stone, and was hiding there in a fright and not coming out. Pilgrim searched a while and could see no sign of movement, and grew very irritable. He made the finger sign, recited the true words, and called out the local earth god and the mountain god of that mountain to be questioned. In a little while the two gods arrived and knocked their heads on the ground, saying: “We did not know, we did not know! Had we known we should have come out to meet you a long way off. We beg you to forgive the offence.” Pilgrim said: “I will not beat you this time. Let me ask you: what is this mountain called? How many fiends are there hereabouts? Tell me the truth and I will let you off.” The two gods reported: “Great Sage, this mountain is called Fur-Point Mountain.” “In this mountain there are only three warrens of hares. From high antiquity down to this day there have never been any fiends here — it is a blessed spot of the five rings.” “If the Great Sage is looking for a fiend, there are plenty of them further along the road to the Western Heaven.” Pilgrim said: “Old Monkey has got as far as the country of India in the Western Heaven. That king had a princess who was carried off by a fiend and dumped in the wilds, and the fiend then changed herself into the princess's likeness, made a fool of the king, put up a coloured tower and threw an embroidered ball from it, meaning to take a consort.” “I was escorting the Tang monk beneath that tower when she deliberately struck the Tang monk with it, meaning to be matched with him and draw off his primal yang.” “It was I who saw through her, and showed myself in the palace and caught hold of her. She got out of her human clothes and her ornaments, and used a short staff called a medicine-pounding pestle, and fought me half a day, and then turned herself into clear wind and went.” “Old Monkey chased her as far as the Western Gate of Heaven and fought another dozen bouts with her there. Reckoning she could not win, she turned into golden light again and fled to this place — so how is it she is nowhere to be seen?” When the two gods heard this they took Pilgrim off at once to search the three warrens. Starting at the one by the foot of the mountain, they looked round the mouth of it and found several grass-hares there too, which they startled into running off. Searching up to the warren at the very summit, they saw two great stones blocking the mouth of the hole. The earth god said: “This must be where the fiend is — she has bored in here in a hurry.” Pilgrim at once used his iron rod to lever the stones aside. The fiend was indeed hidden inside; with a rush she came leaping out and swung up her medicine pestle to strike at Pilgrim, and Pilgrim brought up his iron rod and parried. The mountain god was so frightened that he stumbled backwards and the earth god fled in haste; and the fiend, muttering and grumbling under her breath, cursed the mountain god and the earth god, saying: “Who told you to bring him here looking for me?” Then, parrying his iron rod as best she could and giving ground as she fought, she made off up into the sky. Just at this critical moment the sky darkened as well. Pilgrim grew more murderous still, laid on with a will, and could hardly wait to finish her with one blow of his rod. Suddenly he heard someone calling from the ninth heaven of the blue empyrean: “Great Sage, stay your hand, stay your hand! Spare her from the rod!” Pilgrim turned his head to look, and it was the Star Lord of the Grand Yin, with the Heng E fairies behind her, coming down on a coloured cloud right in front of him. Startled, Pilgrim put away his iron rod, bowed from the waist and made his salute: “Old Grand Yin, where are you bound? Old Monkey failed to keep out of your way.” The Grand Yin said: “This fiend you have been fighting is the Jade Hare of my Palace of Broad Cold, that pounds the immortal drug of dark frost.” “She picked the jade barrier and the golden lock on her own account and got out of the palace, and it is a year now since she went. I reckoned she was in danger of losing her life today, and came on purpose to save her.” “I beg the Great Sage will look at this old body of mine and let her off.” Pilgrim bobbed his assent again and again and could only say: “I would not dare, I would not dare. No wonder she knew how to use a medicine-pounding pestle — she is a jade hare!” “But you do not know, Old Grand Yin — she carried off and hid away the princess of the kingdom of India, and then counterfeited a true form and meant to break my holy master's primal yang. Her case and her crime — how can that be borne? How can she be let off so lightly?” The Grand Yin said: “You do not know either. That king's princess is no ordinary mortal — she was Su E of the Toad Palace to begin with.” “Eighteen years ago she once struck the Jade Hare a slap, and then, longing for the mortal world, went down into it; and the light of her single spirit went to take flesh in the belly of the king's principal queen, and so at that time she came to be born.” “This Jade Hare, nursing the grudge of that one slap, therefore stole out of the palace on her own last year and flung Su E away in the wilds. But she should never have wanted to be matched with the Tang monk — that crime truly cannot be got out of.” “It is fortunate that you kept your wits about you and saw through the false and the true, and that no harm has after all come to your master. I earnestly hope you will look at my face in the matter and forgive her offence; I shall take her back with me.” Pilgrim laughed and said: “Since there are these causes and consequences behind it, old Monkey would not dare go against you.” “But there is this: if you take the Jade Hare back, I am afraid that king will not believe it. May I trouble the Grand Yin and all the fairy sisters to bring the Jade Hare over yonder and prove the matter plainly to the king? For one thing it will show off old Monkey's powers, and for another it will explain the reason for Su E's coming down; and after that you can have the king fetch the body of Princess Su E, so as to make the workings of retribution plain.” The Grand Yin believed what he said, pointed her hand at the fiend and cried: “You cursed beast — will you not return to your proper nature and come along?” The Jade Hare gave a roll and showed her original body. Truly it was a case of:

A cleft lip and pointed teeth, long ears and a thin scatter of whiskers. Curled up, a single lump of fur like jade; stretching her feet, over a thousand hills her hooves seem to fly. A straight nose and a soft muzzle drooping, outdoing frost's own brightness smoothed with powder; / a pair of eyes shining red, putting to shame a touch of rouge on snow. Lying flat on the ground, a soft white heap of plain silk; / stretching out her back, a shining white frame of silver threads. How many times has she sipped the last of the clear dew as the jasper sky grew light, / pounding the drug of long life with her marvellous jade pestle?

The Great Sage, seeing it, was beside himself with delight, and treading his cloud light he went on ahead to lead the way. The Grand Yin, with all the Heng E fairies and the Jade Hare in her train, turned straight back towards the borders of India. By now it was just dusk, and the moon was coming up as they watched. When they reached the city wall they heard the drums being beaten on the watchtower. That king and the Tang monk were still in the hall, and Eight Rules and Sha the Monk and all the officers were on the steps outside, just discussing whether the court might be dismissed, when they saw a sheet of coloured cloud away to the due south, bright as daylight. As the crowd raised their heads to look, they heard Sun the Great Sage calling in a piercing voice: “Your Majesty of India, have Your Majesty's queen and consorts brought out to look! Beneath this jewelled canopy is the Star Lord of the Grand Yin of the Moon Palace, and the fairy sisters on either side are the Chang E of the moon.” “And this Jade Hare is the false princess of your household — she is showing her true form now.” That king hastily called the queen and the consorts and the palace women and serving-maids and all the rest to bow towards Heaven, and he and the Tang monk and the many officers all likewise bowed their thanks towards the sky. Throughout the whole city, in every house and every family, there was not one who did not set out an incense table, knock his head on the ground and call on the Buddha's name. Just as they were all looking on, Zhu Eight Rules' lust got the better of him. Unable to hold himself in, he sprang up into the air, threw his arms round the Rainbow-Skirt fairy and said: “Sister! You and I are old acquaintances — come along and let us have some fun together.” Pilgrim went up, seized Eight Rules by the scruff, gave him two slaps and cursed him: “You coarse, uncouth idiot! What sort of place is this for you to be stirring up lewd thoughts in?” Eight Rules said: “I was only passing the time and shaking off the boredom.” The Grand Yin then ordered the fairy standard turned about, and with all the Chang E gathered the Jade Hare back and went straight up to the Moon Palace. Pilgrim dragged Eight Rules down by the scruff into the dust. This king thanked Pilgrim there in the hall and asked him again about the beginning of it: “I am deeply obliged to the holy monk's great power for catching the false princess. But my own true princess — whereabouts is she?” Pilgrim said: “Your true princess is no ordinary mortal womb's child either — she is Su E, the fairy of the Moon Palace. Because eighteen years ago she struck the Jade Hare a slap, she then longed for the mortal world and came down to it, and took flesh in your principal queen's belly and was born into this body.” “That Jade Hare, nursing the old grudge, therefore picked open the jade barrier and the golden lock last year and came down, carried Su E off and threw her away in the wilds, and changed her own shape to deceive you.” “This chain of cause and effect is what the Star Lord of the Grand Yin told me just now with her own mouth. Today we have got rid of the false one; tomorrow I invite Your Majesty's carriage to go and look for the true one.” When the king heard this, his heart was full of shame and dismay, and he could not keep back the tears running down his cheeks. “My child,” he said, “I came to the throne as a boy, and I have never so much as been out of the city gate. Where am I to go to look for you?” Pilgrim laughed and said: “There is no need to distress yourself. Your princess is at this moment in the Jetavana Almsgiving Monastery, playing the madwoman. Let us all disperse for now, and at daybreak I will give you back your true princess and there is an end of it.” The officers bowed to the ground again and memorialised: “Let our king set his mind at rest. These several holy monks are buddhas who ride the clouds and drive the mist — they are bound to know the causes of what is to come and what is past. Tomorrow, if we trouble the holy monks to go and search along with us, then we shall know the truth of it.” The king did as they said and at once had them invited to the Spring-Keeping Pavilion, where a vegetarian meal was laid out and they were settled for the night. By this time it was getting on for the second watch. It was just then:

The bronze water-clock drips and the moon's brightness is clear; / the golden bells chime and the wind carries the sound. The cuckoo is calling, and spring is half gone; / the fallen flowers have nowhere to go, and it draws on towards the third watch. The imperial garden is desolate, and the swing casts its shadow; / the blue void floats empty, and the Silver River lies across it. In the three markets and the six streets not a traveller walks; / a whole sky of stars, and the night's light is clear.

That night they all went to their rest, of which no more need be said. That night the king was rid of the demon vapour and his spirits rose greatly, and at the third mark of the fifth watch he came out again to hold his morning audience. When the audience was over he gave orders to invite the Tang monk and his three disciples, to discuss the search for the princess. The elder came at once and made his bow towards the throne; the Great Sage and the other two together made their salutation. The king bowed from the waist and said: “About the princess, my child, of whom we spoke yesterday — may I trouble the holy monks to make a search and a rescue?” The elder said: “Some days ago this poor monk came from the east, and travelling on until nightfall we saw a Jetavana Almsgiving Monastery and went in expressly to ask for a night's lodging, and were fortunate in the welcome those monks gave us. That evening, when the meal was over, I was walking under the moon at my leisure, and walked as far as the old Jetavana garden and was looking at the foundations when a sound of weeping suddenly came to my ear, and I asked what it was.” “An old monk of that monastery, more than a hundred years of age, sent everyone else away and told me the whole of it in detail: 'The weeping is this. In the deep spring of last year, that old monk was just then clearing his nature under the moon, when all at once a gust of wind sprang up and he saw a woman flung down on the ground; and when the monk asked her, the woman said: ”I am the princess of the kingdom of India. Because I was out at night enjoying the moon and looking at the flowers, I was blown here by the wind.“'” “That old monk knew a good deal of how people behave, and locked the princess at once in a quiet out-of-the-way room. And fearing that the coarser monks of the monastery might defile her, he gave out that she was a fiend, and that he had her locked up.” “The princess understood what he meant by it, and by day she talked wildly and at random and begged a little tea and rice and ate it; and late at night, where there was nobody about, she would think of her father and mother and weep.” “That old monk had come to the capital several times to make enquiries, and seeing the princess safe and well in the palace, he did not dare to speak out or make a report. And because he saw that my disciple had some magic powers about him, the old monk urged me a thousand times over and charged me to come here and look into it.” “I did not expect that she would turn out to be the Jade Hare of the Toad Palace playing the fiend, counterfeiting a true form and changing into the princess's likeness, and that she should have set her heart on breaking my primal yang. Happily my disciple made a show of his power and worked his magic and picked out the true from the false.” “She has now been taken away by the Star Lord of the Grand Yin. Your worthy princess is at this moment in the Jetavana Almsgiving Monastery, playing the madwoman.” When the king heard this account in full he cried aloud, and it startled the three palaces and six courts, who all came to ask what had gone before; and there was not one of them who did not weep bitterly. After a long while the king asked again: “How far is the Jetavana monastery from the city?” Tripitaka said: “Only sixty li.” So the king gave the order: “Let the two palaces east and west keep the hall, and the Grand Preceptor of the court guard the kingdom. We ourself, with our principal queen, will lead the officers and the four holy monks and go to the monastery to fetch the princess.” And with that the carriage was made ready and the whole party set out from court. Now look at Pilgrim: he sprang up into the air, gave his waist a twist and got to the monastery first. The monks came hurrying to kneel and receive him, saying: “Your reverence went away on foot with the rest — how is it that you come down out of the sky today?” Pilgrim laughed and said: “Where is that old master of yours? Call him out quickly and have an incense table set to receive the imperial carriage — the king of India, the queen, the officers and my master are all coming.” The monks could not make out what he meant, but they invited the old monk out. The old monk, seeing Pilgrim, threw himself down and bowed, saying: “Your reverence, how has the business of the princess gone?” Pilgrim laid the whole thing out for him from beginning to end — the false princess throwing the embroidered ball and meaning to be matched with the Tang monk, and the chasing and catching and fighting, and how the Star Lord of the Grand Yin had taken the Jade Hare away. The old monk knocked his head on the ground again and bowed his thanks. Pilgrim helped him up and said: “Do not bow, do not bow. Get ready quickly to receive the carriage.” Only then did the monks understand that what had been locked in the back room was a girl; and one and all, startled and delighted together, they set out incense tables, arranged themselves outside the mountain gate, put on their cassocks, and struck up the bells and drums to wait. It was not long before the sacred carriage arrived. Truly it was:

Auspicious vapours in profusion, and the whole sky fragrant; / one bare hill of a sudden touched with good fortune. A rainbow's flow of a thousand years clears river and sea; / lightning circles the long spring, outdoing Yu and Tang. Grass and trees, wetted with his grace, put on a finer colour; / wildflowers, getting the moisture, keep something of their scent. From of old the Elder left his traces here; / and today, to our joy, an enlightened ruler comes down to the treasure hall.

The king came to the outside of the mountain gate and saw the monks all drawn up in good order, prostrate to receive him; and he saw Sun Pilgrim standing among them. The king said: “Holy monk, how is it you got here first?” Pilgrim laughed and said: “Old Monkey gave his waist just a bit of a twist and here he was. How is it you people have taken half a day over it?” After him the Tang monk and the rest all arrived. The elder led the carriage round to the side of the room at the back, where the princess was still playing the madwoman and talking nonsense. The old monk knelt and pointed: “Inside this room is the princess her ladyship, who was blown here by the wind last year.” The king gave the order at once to open the door. They struck off the iron lock and opened it. When the king and the queen saw the princess they knew her face, and taking no notice of the filth on her they went forward and caught her up in their arms: “My child, my poor suffering child!” “How did you come to suffer this kind of torment and endure such misery here?” Truly, when father and mother and daughter meet again it is not like other people meeting: the three of them held each other's heads and wept aloud. When they had wept a while and had done telling each other of their long separation, orders were given at once to fetch scented water, and the princess was bidden to bathe and change her clothes and get into the carriage to go back to the kingdom. Pilgrim, folding his hands towards the king, said again: “Old Monkey has one more matter to lay before you.” The king returned the salute: “If the holy monk has anything to charge us with, we will follow it at once.” Pilgrim said: “This hill of his is called Hundred-Legs Mountain. Lately they say there are centipedes here that have become spirits and injure people in the dark of night, so that it is very awkward for travellers coming and going.” “I have thought about centipedes, and only the cock can subdue them. Have a thousand of the very largest cockerels chosen and let loose about the hill, and rid it of these poisonous vermin. And change the name of this hill while you are about it, and grant a patent under his hand, which will serve as thanks to these monks for feeding the princess.” The king was much pleased and agreed to it, and at once sent an officer into the city to fetch the cocks; and he changed the hill's name to Precious Splendour Mountain. He further ordered the Board of Works to lay in materials and rebuild it, and bestowed a title on it, to be called the Jetavana Almsgiving Monastery of Precious Splendour Mountain, Established by Imperial Command; and he made that old monk Monk-Official of the Requital of the Nation, hereditary in perpetuity, with a stipend of thirty-six dan granted him. The monks gave thanks for the favour and saw the carriage off back to court. The princess went into the palace, and they all saw one another. A banquet was laid out to lift the princess's low spirits and to wish her joy; and the queen and her child were reunited and made whole again. The king and his ministers rejoiced together too, and they feasted the night through, of which no more need be said. Early next morning the king gave orders and summoned painters to make portraits of the four holy monks in their pleasure, to be set up in reverence on the Tower of Chinese and Barbarian. He also asked the princess to be freshly dressed and set in order again, and to come out of the palace to thank the four holy monks for their kindness in saving her from her sufferings. When the thanks were done, the Tang monk took his leave of the king to go west. But that king was in no way willing to let them go. He laid on a splendid banquet, and they ate for five or six days on end — which did the idiot a world of good, for he opened up his belly's capacity to the utmost and made the most of it. The king, seeing how set their hearts were on worshipping the Buddha and that there was no keeping them however he pressed, took two hundred ingots of gold and silver and a tray each of precious things and offered them in thanks. Master and disciples would not take a hair of it. He ordered the imperial equipage drawn up and invited the old master to mount the carriage, and detailed officers to escort them a long way. The consorts and the ministers and the people all bowed their thanks without ceasing. And when they had gone some way along the road they saw the monks bowing them off as well, and none of them could bear to part. Pilgrim, seeing that those seeing them off would not turn back, had no help for it: he made the finger sign, blew a breath of immortal air towards the xun quarter, and a gust of dark wind blinded the eyes of all the people who were seeing them off, so that at last they got away. This is the very thing:

Washed clean in the waves of grace, he has come back to the perfected nature; / out of the golden sea, he wakes to the true emptiness.

In the end there is no knowing what the road ahead held; and for that you must listen to the next chapter's telling.

札記 Notes

The hare in the moon. Long before this novel, Chinese tradition put a hare on the moon, pounding the drug of immortality with a pestle. People still trace its outline in the markings of the full moon at mid-autumn. That is the creature this chapter is about, and the storyteller tells you so in the title and then makes you wait four thousand characters while his hero fails to notice. The demon names the Toad Palace in her own boast, and the pestle, and the mountain she hides in is called Fur-Point and holds three warrens of hares. Pilgrim works none of it out.

A borrowed body. The chapter heading calls the false princess a 假合 — a provisional joining. It is a Buddhist term, and in the teaching it applies to every body there is: what you call yourself is four elements borrowed for a while and due back. The impostor uses the same words for her own disguise, and Pilgrim uses them again when he lays charges against her. The chapter means both senses at once. Her counterfeit is false in the ordinary way; the book is quietly suggesting that everybody else's is false in a deeper one.

Bimawen. When Heaven first tried to buy Pilgrim off it made him 弼馬溫, Keeper of the Imperial Stables — a grand title for a groom. He was delighted with it until somebody explained that it carried no rank at all, and the rebellion, the stolen peaches and the five hundred years under the mountain all followed. It is the one insult he cannot let pass, demons have known it for centuries, and the Jade Hare uses it twice in a single speech. It is the only part of her argument that lands.

Two set pieces. Twice early on the storyteller stops the story and performs. The first showpiece assembles the most seductive room he can manage — beauties, music, brocade, perfume — and its punchline is that the monk it was aimed at never looked up. The second describes the imperial garden being destroyed, and never once mentions the fight going on in it: peony, lotus, chrysanthemum, crab-apple, plum and pomegranate all come down in eight lines, which is a year of ruin in one afternoon. Every flower named belongs to a wedding or a court.

The old monk of the Jetavana. The quietest person in the chapter gets about forty characters. A hundred-year-old monk found a girl thrown into his garden by a wind, believed her, understood at once that she was in more danger inside his monastery than outside it, locked her in the safest room he had and told everyone she was a demon so nobody would go near her. She worked out the plan and played the part for a year — talking wildly by day, weeping for her parents at night. He came to the capital several times to check, saw the princess alive on her balcony, and could not bring himself to speak.

Eight Rules and the moon women. At the chapter's most solemn moment — a city on its knees, a goddess in the sky — the pig jumps up and grabs one of the attendants, calling her an old acquaintance. He is telling the truth. Before he was a pig he was Marshal Tianpeng, commander of the Heavenly River, and he was expelled from Heaven and given that body for molesting these very women in this very palace. He has learned nothing. Pilgrim slaps him twice; the goddess does not so much as look at him, which costs him more.

What the names give away. Three places in this chapter are named for what they hold, and only the reader notices. 毛穎山, Fur-Point Mountain, borrows a famous Tang nickname for the writing brush, which is a brush of rabbit hair; the demon is hiding in a hill called Hare Mountain in the politest possible way. 給孤布金寺 is named for the merchant who bought the Jetavana grove by covering it with gold, and whose title means he who gives to the friendless — and a friendless girl has been sheltering there for a year. 百腳山, Hundred-Legs Mountain, is simply full of centipedes, and gets renamed at the end when the centipedes go.