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第九十八回
yuánshúxúnfāngtuōqiào
gōngchéngxíng滿mǎnjiànzhēn

The Ape Grown Ripe and the Horse Grown Tame, the Shell Is Shed at Last · Merit Achieved and the Practice Full, They See True Suchness

一根獨木橋
模式 Mode Read Study
拼音 Pinyin Off
字體 Script
原文 Original text 繁體 Traditional Reader's edition

一根獨木橋 A Single Log for a Bridge

shèngyǐnzhetángsēngděnghuǎndēnglelíngshānshàngliùjiànledàohuóshuǐxiǎngchánchángǔnlàngfēiliúyuēyǒujiǔkuānkuòrénsānzàngxīnjīngdào:「kōngzhèláidechàlegǎnxiāncuòzhǐleshuǐzhèbānkuānkuòzhèbānxiōngyǒngyòujiànzhōu?」xíngzhěxiàodào:「chàkànxiāngshìzuòqiáoyàocóngqiáoshàngxíngguòfāngchéngzhèngguǒli。」zhǎnglǎoděngyòujìnqiánkànshíqiáobiānyǒubiǎnbiǎnshàngyǒulíngyúnsānyuánláishìgēnqiáoshèngyǐnzhetángsēngděnghuǎndēnglelíngshānshàngliùjiànledàohuóshuǐxiǎngchánchángǔnlàngfēiliúyuēyǒujiǔkuānkuòrénsānzàngxīnjīngdào:「kōngzhèláidechàlegǎnxiāncuòzhǐleshuǐzhèbānkuānkuòzhèbānxiōngyǒngyòujiànzhōu?」xíngzhěxiàodào:「chàkànxiāngshìzuòqiáoyàocóngqiáoshàngxíngguòfāngchéngzhèngguǒli。」zhǎnglǎoděngyòujìnqiánkànshíqiáobiānyǒubiǎnbiǎnshàngyǒulíngyúnsānyuánláishìgēnqiáo


逐句解 Line by line

shèngyǐnzhetángsēngděnghuǎndēnglelíngshān shèngyǐnzhetángsēngděnghuǎndēnglelíngshān

The Great Sage led the Tang monk and the rest, and at a slow and easy pace they climbed the Spirit Mountain.

徐徐緩步 — a slow and easy pace. Four characters that would be unremarkable anywhere else in the book and are the whole point here. They are walking, and walking slowly, because an old Daoist told them a hundred characters ago that the cloud road is not for them. 引著 — leading, and going on leading. The character after the verb is the light one that marks something still happening, which is a different job from the two others it does in this chapter.

shàngliùjiànledàohuóshuǐxiǎngchánchángǔnlàngfēiliúyuēyǒujiǔkuānkuòrén shàngliùjiànledàohuóshuǐxiǎngchánchángǔnlàngfēiliúyuēyǒujiǔkuānkuòrén

Not five or six along they came upon a run of living water, roaring and rushing, its waves rolling and its current flying, some eight or nine across, and not a footprint anywhere about it.

活水 — living water, which is to say a river that moves, as against a pond. The book has crossed a great many rivers by now and calls this one by a word it has kept back. The measurements are in , the Chinese mile, about half a kilometre in the Ming. Five or six of them walked, eight or nine of them of water: they have gone less far than the river is wide. ⚠ 四無人跡 — not a footprint on any side. The last four characters are the ones to feel. Everywhere else in this chapter the road has been full of people at their practice. Here, at the crossing, nobody has walked at all.

sānzàngxīnjīngdào:「kōngzhèláidechàlegǎnxiāncuòzhǐle sānzàngxīnjīngdào:「kōngzhèláidechàlegǎnxiāncuòzhǐle

Tripitaka took fright. "Wukong — this road has come out wrong. Can the Great Immortal have pointed us astray?"

來得差了 — has come out wrong. The middle character is the light one that hands the sentence on to what follows, and this small frame occurs forty-one times across the novel with the light reading at every one. 敢莫 — can it be that. A Ming way of putting a worried guess, and Tripitaka's first thought at the water's edge is that somebody has made a mistake. It has not occurred to him that the road might be right and the crossing hard.

shuǐzhèbānkuānkuòzhèbānxiōngyǒngyòujiànzhōu?」 shuǐzhèbānkuānkuòzhèbānxiōngyǒngyòujiànzhōu?」

"The water is this wide and this violent, and there is no boat or oar in sight. How is it to be crossed?"

舟楫 — boat and oar, a bookish pair for the means of crossing water. Tripitaka is speaking formally even in a panic. ⚠ Note what he asks for, because he is about to be given exactly it and to like it no better. There is no boat in sight. There will be.

xíngzhěxiàodào:「chàkànxiāngshìzuòqiáo xíngzhěxiàodào:「chàkànxiāngshìzuòqiáo

Monkey said with a laugh, "Nothing is wrong. Look over that way — is that not a great bridge?"

那壁廂 — over that way, on that side. A vernacular phrase for a direction, and one of the small usages that mark this novel's speech as spoken rather than written. ⚠ 一座大橋 — a great bridge. He is not lying and he is not quite telling the truth either. What is there is a bridge in the sense that a plank over a ditch is a bridge.

yàocóngqiáoshàngxíngguòfāngchéngzhèngguǒli。」 yàocóngqiáoshàngxíngguòfāngchéngzhèngguǒli。」

"You must go across by that bridge; only then do you win the true fruit."

方成正果 — only then is the true fruit attained. 正果 is the standing Buddhist term for the goal of the whole practice, and the novel says it fifty-eight times in thirty-four chapters. Monkey has just made the bridge a condition of it. That is a large claim and he produces it casually, in the same breath as pointing. Nobody asks him how he knows.

zhǎnglǎoděngyòujìnqiánkànshíqiáobiānyǒubiǎnbiǎnshàngyǒulíngyúnsānyuánláishìgēnqiáo zhǎnglǎoděngyòujìnqiánkànshíqiáobiānyǒubiǎnbiǎnshàngyǒulíngyúnsānyuánláishìgēnqiáo

The Elder and the others went closer and looked. At the bridge stood a board, and on the board were three characters: Cloud-Touching Crossing. It was, in fact, a bridge made of a single log.

⚠ The sentence is built to land in the last four characters, and the edition helps by putting the name in quotation marks. First a board, then a grand name, then 一根獨木橋 — one log. ⚠⚠ AND THE NAME IS A CALLBACK. 凌雲渡 is not new. Twenty-eight chapters ago Monkey sang his own praises in a poem about his somersault cloud, and one of the boasts was that a single leap of it carried him clean over this crossing. He has been here before, in the air, and told everyone so. Now he has to walk it. 獨木橋 occurs twice in the whole novel and both are here.


總評 Commentary

The river is the first obstacle in this chapter and it is the only one, and it has no demon in it. Water, width and a plank stop them. After ninety-seven chapters in which every barrier had somebody behind it, the last one is a piece of civil engineering.

The detail that gives it away is the one about footprints: not a mark on any side. Everywhere else on this road the country has been full of people at their practice, at the foot of every hill, in among the trees. At the crossing itself there is nobody, and there never has been.

And the name on the board is a joke twenty-eight chapters in the making. Monkey once put the Cloud-Touching Crossing into a boast-poem about his own somersault — one leap and he was over it. He was telling the truth. It simply turns out that clearing a thing and crossing it are different acts, which is what the old Daoist told him at the gate and what he has just agreed to.