Canonical Classics ← 第九十五回
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

何先到此
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原文 Original text 繁體 Traditional Reader's edition

何先到此 How Did You Get Here First

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


逐句解 Line by line

guówángdàoshānménzhīwàizhǐjiànzhòngsēngzhěngzhěngjiēbàiyòujiànsūnxíngzhězàizhōngjiānguówángdào:「shénsēngxiāndào?」 guówángdàoshānménzhīwàizhǐjiànzhòngsēngzhěngzhěngjiēbàiyòujiànsūnxíngzhězàizhōngjiānguówángdào:「shénsēngxiāndào?」

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?"

The king has been on the road half a day and finds the monkey already there, standing in the line of monks. 齊齊整整 — all neat and in order — is another doubled pair. The monastery has had perhaps an hour's notice and has managed a creditable reception. ⚠ 中間 — in the middle, among them — takes at zhōng. All seventeen of this character in the chapter take that reading; the one for striking a target does not occur.

xíngzhěxiàodào:「lǎosūnyāolüèniǔniǔérjiùdàolemenzěnmejiùzǒuzhèbàn?」suíhòutángsēngděngdào xíngzhěxiàodào:「lǎosūnyāolüèniǔniǔérjiùdàolemenzěnmejiùzǒuzhèbàn?」suíhòutángsēngděngdào

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.

He needles a king about his travelling speed, in front of the king's own court, and gets away with it. ⚠ 一扭兒 — just a bit of a twist — carries the little tag that makes a word small and familiar, and this project reads at the full tone throughout, one of eighteen sites in this chapter. Chapter one reads its diminutives light, and the disagreement is flagged rather than settled. The joke has a cruel edge he does not intend. The king has taken half a day to cover the sixty li to his own daughter, and Wukong is teasing him about it.

zhǎnglǎoyǐnjiàdàohòumiànfángbiāngōngzhǔháizhuāngfēngshuōlǎosēngguìzhǐdào:「fángnèijiùshìjiùniánfēngchuīláidegōngzhǔniángniang。」 zhǎnglǎoyǐnjiàdàohòumiànfángbiāngōngzhǔháizhuāngfēngshuōlǎosēngguìzhǐdào:「fángnèijiùshìjiùniánfēngchuīláidegōngzhǔniángniang。」

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."

She is still doing it. Nobody has told her. That is the detail to hold. The demon has been unmasked, the moon has come and gone, the king is standing outside the door — and behind it a girl is keeping up a performance she has given every day for a year because as far as she knows nothing has changed. ⚠ is hái, still — not the huán of giving back, which Wukong used last night when he promised this very thing. Same character, two hundred characters apart, and the chapter needs both.

guówánglìngkāiménsuíkāitiěsuǒkāilemén guówánglìngkāiménsuíkāitiěsuǒkāilemén

The king gave the order at once to open the door. They struck off the iron lock and opened it.

Fifteen characters, and the book slows right down to spend them on a lock and a door. 鐵鎖, the iron lock, is the last of this chapter's several barriers — the two boulders across a rabbit hole, the jade barrier and golden lock of the Moon Palace, and now this. Every one of them has had something shut behind it that the person outside had the wrong idea about. The sentence has no adjectives and no feeling in it at all, which is exactly right for the half-second before the next one.


總評 Commentary

Everything in this passage is arranged around a closed door, and the storyteller takes his time getting to it. The reception line, the king's question, Wukong's joke, the walk round to the back of the building, the old monk kneeling to point.

And then the detail that does the work: she is still playing mad. She has no idea. The whole machinery of the chapter — the hare, the moon, the king, the monks, the sixty li — has assembled itself outside a locked room in which a girl is talking nonsense on schedule because that is what has kept her safe every day for a year.

The last sentence is fifteen characters with nothing in it. Open the door. Strike off the lock. The book knows what is on the other side and refuses to hurry.