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忍淚隨朝
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忍淚隨朝 The King Follows to Court, Choking Back Tears

tángsēngquètóngcháoménmiànhuíshēngdeguózhǔsuíxíngzhèngxíngrěnzhùsāibiānduòlèixīnzhōngàndào:「liándetóngdǒuerjiāngshāntiěwéideshèshuízhībèiyīnzhànle。」xíngzhědào:「xiàqièshānggǎnkǒngzǒulòuxiāozhègùnzizàiěrduǒtiàojīnjuéyàojiàngōngguǎnshāyāosǎodàngxiézhèjiāngshānjiǔjiùhuánguī。」jūnwánggǎnwéiyánzhǐchěkāilèishěxiāngcóngjìngláidàojīnluán殿diànxiàyòujiànliǎngbānwénbǎicháoguānwēiyánduānxiàngmàoxuānángtángsēngquètóngcháoménmiànhuíshēngdeguózhǔsuíxíngzhèngxíngrěnzhùsāibiānduòlèixīnzhōngàndào:「liándetóngdǒuerjiāngshāntiěwéideshèshuízhībèiyīnzhànle。」xíngzhědào:「xiàqièshānggǎnkǒngzǒulòuxiāozhègùnzizàiěrduǒtiàojīnjuéyàojiàngōngguǎnshāyāosǎodàngxiézhèjiāngshānjiǔjiùhuánguī。」jūnwánggǎnwéiyánzhǐchěkāilèishěxiāngcóngjìngláidàojīnluán殿diànxiàyòujiànliǎngbānwénbǎicháoguānwēiyánduānxiàngmàoxuānáng


逐句解 Line by line

tángsēngquètóngcháoménmiànhuíshēngdeguózhǔsuíxíng tángsēngquètóngcháoménmiànhuíshēngdeguózhǔsuíxíng

The Tang Monk then went in together through the court gate, the revived sovereign following behind.

朝門: = cháo. Deictic 那回生的國主: = . 隨行: = xíng.

zhèngxíngrěnzhùsāibiānduòlèixīnzhōngàndào:「lián zhèngxíngrěnzhùsāibiānduòlèixīnzhōngàndào:「lián

As he walked, he could not hold back the tears falling at his cheeks, and thought in secret: "How pitiful!

正行: = xíng. 心中: = zhōng. 忍不住 = "could not restrain."

detóngdǒuerjiāngshāntiěwéideshèshuízhībèiyīnzhànle。」 detóngdǒuerjiāngshāntiěwéideshèshuízhībèiyīnzhànle。」

My realm of copper-bucket firmness, my altars ringed with iron — who'd have known they'd been stolen from me by his treachery."

銅斗兒江山 = "a realm solid as a copper peck-measure" (a set idiom for an impregnable domain); = dǒu, suffix = er. 陰占: = zhàn ("to seize, usurp").

xíngzhědào:「xiàqièshānggǎnkǒngzǒulòuxiāo xíngzhědào:「xiàqièshānggǎnkǒngzǒulòuxiāo

Pilgrim said: "Your Majesty, on no account show grief — I fear it may leak the news.

切莫傷感 = "by no means show your feelings." 走漏消息 = "to let the secret out."

zhègùnzizàiěrduǒtiàojīnjuéyàojiàngōngguǎnshāyāosǎodàngxié zhègùnzizàiěrduǒtiàojīnjuéyàojiàngōngguǎnshāyāosǎodàngxié

This cudgel is leaping in my ear; today I'm sure to see it do its work — I'll surely beat the fiend to death and sweep the crooked thing away.

棍子: suffix = zi. 邪物: = xié. 管取 = "be sure to."

zhèjiāngshānjiǔjiùhuánguī。」 zhèjiāngshānjiǔjiùhuánguī。」

This realm before long will revert to you."

還歸你: = huán ("to revert, be given back").

jūnwánggǎnwéiyánzhǐchěkāilèishěxiāngcóngjìngláidàojīnluán殿diànxià jūnwánggǎnwéiyánzhǐchěkāilèishěxiāngcóngjìngláidàojīnluán殿diànxià

That sovereign dared not go against his word; he could only tug his clothes and wipe his tears, and, resigned to death, followed along straight to below the golden-belled throne-hall.

Deictic 那君王: = . 只得: = ("had no choice but"). 捨死相從: = xiāng ("to follow along").

yòujiànliǎngbānwénbǎicháoguānwēiyánduānxiàngmàoxuānáng yòujiànliǎngbānwénbǎicháoguānwēiyánduānxiàngmàoxuānáng

He saw, too, those two files of civil and military officers, four hundred courtiers, every one stern and grave, of imposing mien.

Deictic 那兩班: = . 朝官: = cháo. 相貌: = xiàng ("features").


總評 Commentary

A short, affecting passage that lets the restored king feel the full pathos of his position. Walking back, disguised and burdened, into the hall he once ruled, he cannot keep from weeping, and the phrase he reaches for — his "copper-bucket realm, altars ringed with iron" (銅斗兒江山,鐵圍的社稷) — is the stock idiom for an impregnable domain, its solidity now bitterly ironic, since the impregnable realm was taken not by storm but by a fiend's disguise (陰占, "stolen in secret").

Wukong's whispered reassurance turns the grief toward the coming action: hush, do not betray us, the cudgel is already leaping in my ear, and the realm will soon revert to you. The passage closes on the massed court — four hundred grave officials in two files — a wall of stern faces that makes the pilgrims' small band, and their audacious plan to unmask the man on the throne, feel the more exposed. The stage is fully set for the confrontation.