Russian folk stories: stories of lies

a few hundred years ago, russia had a king.

the more he likes to brag, the more he gets weird, the more he likes.

later, he made a provision that anyone who wished to do so could brag to his face, if he had to say, “hey, you're lying!” so that he could get a plate full of gold; and if he blew his mouth or failed to do so, he would not only get gold, but would be killed.

it's going on and on.

but after a long time, nobody dared to take that risk.

later, it reached a farmer's ear, who decided to go to the king and try to make a big profit by bragging.

one day he went and met the king at a great feast, and in the halls of the palace, a number of dignitaries were present, laughing and laughing.

someone told the king that there was an old country man outside the door who was going to brag at the banquet.

as soon as the king heard the joy, he asked him to bring a plate of gold and put a sword in it and called the farmer in.

when the farmer walked into the hall, after the manners, he started blowing up his skin: “i went to the field yesterday to plant the summer grain, and my horse was weak, so i had to plough it in advance.

but when he was on the road yesterday, his body swayed, and i didn't care at first, and then he came to the ground, and he split his whole body in half, and half of his first leg ran to his house, and half of his back was standing in the field screaming loudly." the farmer came here, and the nobles cried, “you lie!” and the king waved his hand at them and said, “this farmer's eccentric, let him go on.” “and when i came home with the latter part of the horse, i found a pelt, and sewd the horse's back and forth, and when it was finished, i tied it firmly to a willow tree, and i fell asleep.

when i woke up, i realized that the tree was so tall and so tall that no tree was as tall as it was, and i saw that it was still growing in the sky, and i had a thought in my head: climb up the willow tree...” and then the nobles jumped again and said, "this hillbilly is lying.

how can a tree grow up to the sky?" but the king said, "this farmer is smart, he says it's possible!" "so i climbed into the sky..." and the king immediately asked, "so you see god?" "yeah, see." "what is he doing?" the king said, “if you can play with me, then god will play with his disciples.

it's no surprise.” the noble lords still do not believe, but the king insists that everything the farmer says is possible.

farmers don'tAnd then I went on to say, “When I was swimming in the sky, my horse had recovered, so I wanted to go back to the ground and plant it, but I didn't know that the leash wouldow had died and fell on the ground.

I had to stop thinking about going home.

I wandered around the sky, and suddenly, on my head, I saw a farmer on the floor sifting wheat, and the scavengers flew up to the sky, so I caught it in the sky, and I saved it, and I was going to use it for the ropes." "What's this hillbilly blowing?" The noble old man said to each other, "Does it hold a rope?" The king said, "This farmer is sly, let him finish." "So I put the rope down and then I put it down and went down.

But when I slipped to the end of the rope, I found it still short of the head of the earth, so I had to hang between the heavens and the earth, neither above nor below.

In a difficult time, I came up with a way to cut off a piece of rope on top of it and put it down below..."