Canonical Classics ← 第四十五回
第四十五回
sānqīngguànshèngliúmíng
chēchíguóhóuwángxiǎn

At the Abbey of the Three Pure Ones the Great Sage leaves his name; in the Kingdom of Cart-Slow the Monkey King displays his magic.

該讓我了
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該讓我了 “Now Yield to Me”

fēnsuìànxiàyúntóuháomáodǒushōushàngshēnláixiērénròuyǎnfántāixiǎodexíngzhěsuìzàibàngbiāngāojiàodào:「xiānshēngqǐngleshēnglìngpáixiǎnggèngméiyǒufēngyúnléigāiràngle。」fēnsuìànxiàyúntóuháomáodǒushōushàngshēnláixiērénròuyǎnfántāixiǎodexíngzhěsuìzàibàngbiāngāojiàodào:「xiānshēngqǐngleshēnglìngpáixiǎnggèngméiyǒufēngyúnléigāiràngle。」


逐句解 Line by line

fēnsuìànxiàyúntóuháomáodǒushōushàngshēnlái fēnsuìànxiàyúntóuháomáodǒushōushàngshēnlái

His instructions given, he then pressed down his cloud-head, gave his hair a shake, and drew it back onto his body.

吩咐已畢 “his orders finished.” 按下雲頭 “to lower the cloud.” 一抖: = before (3rd tone). 收上身來 “to draw (the hair-double) back into himself.”

xiērénròuyǎnfántāixiǎode xiērénròuyǎnfántāixiǎode

Those people, with their mortal eyes and common flesh, how could they have known any of it?

Deictic 那些: = . Rhetorical 那裡曉得: = (“how would they know?”); = de. 肉眼凡胎 “mortal eyes and common flesh.”

xíngzhěsuìzàibàngbiāngāojiàodào:「xiānshēngqǐngle xíngzhěsuìzàibàngbiāngāojiàodào:「xiānshēngqǐngle

Pilgrim then, at the side, called out loudly, “Sir, if you please.

傍邊: = bàng. 行者: = xíng. 先生請了 “after you, sir.”

shēnglìngpáixiǎnggèngméiyǒufēngyúnléigāiràngle。」 shēnglìngpáixiǎnggèngméiyǒufēngyúnléigāiràngle。」

The four strokes of your command-tablet have all sounded and done, and still there is no wind, cloud, thunder, or rain — you ought to yield to me.”

俱已響畢 “all sounded and finished.” 更沒有: = gèng; = méi. 該讓我了 “you should give way to me now.”


總評 Commentary

Wukong withdraws his hidden double and reveals none of the machinery to the watching court — whose mortal eyes see only that the Daoist's four cracks brought nothing. On this public failure he presses his claim to the altar with mock courtesy (“after you, sir”). The immortal, having exhausted his rite to no effect, has no answer but to step down, and the platform passes to the Tang Monk's party.