Who is the main character in the fairy tale prophetic dream. Prophetic dream - Russian folk tale
Once upon a time there was a merchant, he had two sons: Dmitry and Ivan.
One evening their father said to them:
- Well, children, whoever sees something in a dream, tell me in the morning; and who hides his dream , I order him to be executed.
The next morning the eldest son comes and says to his father:
- I dreamed, father, that brother Ivan flew high in the sky on twelve eagles; Yes, even if you lost your favorite sheep.
- And you, Vanya, what did you dream about?
No matter how much his father forced him, he stubbornly insisted on all exhortations: “I won’t tell!” yes "I won't tell!" The merchant got angry, called his clerks and ordered them to take the disobedient son and tie him to a post on the high road.
The clerks seized Ivan and, as they say, tied him to the post tightly, tightly. The good fellow had a bad time: the sun baked him, hunger and thirst tormented him.
It happened to the young prince to go along that road; he saw the merchant's son, took pity and ordered to release him, dressed him in his clothes, brought him to his palace and began to ask:
Who tied you to a pole?
— birth father got angry.
- What did you do wrong?
“I didn’t want to tell him what I saw in my dream.
“Ah, how stupid your father is, for such a trifle and so severely punished ... And what did you dream about?”
“I won’t tell, prince!
- How can you not say? I saved you from death, and you want to be rude to me? Speak now, it won't be bad!
“I didn’t tell my father, and I won’t tell you!”
The prince ordered to put him in prison; soldiers immediately ran up and took him to a stone bag.
A year passed, the prince decided to marry, got ready and went to a foreign state to woo Elena the Beautiful. That prince had Native sister, and soon after his departure, she happened to be walking near the dungeon itself.
Ivan, the merchant's son, saw her through the window and shouted in a loud voice:
- Have mercy, princess, let me go free! Maybe I'll be nice too. After all, I know that the prince went to Elena the Beautiful to woo; only without me he will not marry, but perhaps pay with his head. Chai, I myself heard how cunning Elena the Beautiful was and how many suitors she sent to the next world.
“Are you going to help the prince?”
- I would help, but the falcon's wings are tied.
The princess immediately gave the order to let him out of the dungeon.
Ivan, the merchant's son, recruited comrades for himself, and there were all of them, including Ivan, twelve people, and they looked like each other like brothers - growth in height, voice in voice, hair in hair. They dressed up in identical caftans, sewn according to the same measurements, mounted good horses and set off on the road.
We drove for a day, and two, and three; on the fourth they drive up to a dense forest, and they heard a terrible cry.
- Stop, brothers! Ivan says. “Wait a little, I’ll follow that noise.”
He jumped off his horse and ran into the forest; looks - in the clearing three old men are swearing.
Hello, old ones! Why are you arguing?
Do you want me to separate you?
- Do me a favor!
Ivan, the merchant's son, pulled on his tight bow, laid three arrows and launched into different sides; he orders one old man to run to the right, another to the left, and sends the third straight ahead:
“Which of you brings the arrow first, he will get the invisibility cap; whoever comes second, that magic carpet will receive; and let the last one take walking boots.
The old men ran after the arrows, and Ivan the merchant took all the curiosities and returned to his comrades.
“Brothers,” he says, “let your good horses go free and sit on the flying carpet with me.”
They all quickly sat down on the flying carpet and flew off to the realm of Helen the Beautiful.
They flew to her capital city, landed at the outpost and went to look for the prince. They come to his yard.
— What do you need? the prince asked.
- Take us, good fellows, to your service; We will make you happy and wish you well pure heart.
The prince accepted them into his service and distributed them: some as cooks, some as grooms, and some where.
On the same day, the prince dressed up in a festive way and went to introduce himself to Elena the Beautiful. She greeted him kindly, treated him to all sorts of dishes and expensive drinks, and then began to ask:
“Tell me, prince, in truth, why did you come to us?”
- Yes, I want, Elena the Beautiful, to woo you; will you marry me?
- Perhaps, I agree; just complete three tasks in advance. If you do, I will be yours, but if not, prepare your head for a sharp axe.
- Set a task!
- I will have tomorrow, but I won’t say what; contrive, prince, but bring your own pair to my unknown.
The prince returned to his apartment in great turmoil and sadness. Ivan, the merchant's son, asks him:
- What, prince, sad? What did Elena the Beautiful annoy Ali with? Share your grief with me, it will be easier for you.
“So and so,” replies the prince, “Elena the Beautiful has given me such a problem that not a single sage in the world can solve it.
"Well, that's a bit of a problem!" Get some sleep; the morning is wiser than the evening, tomorrow we will discuss the matter.
The prince went to bed, and Ivan, the merchant's son, put on an invisibility cap and walking boots, and marched to the palace to Elena the Beautiful; went straight into the bedchamber and listens.
Meanwhile, Elena the Beautiful gave this order to her beloved maid:
“Take this expensive cloth and take it to the shoemaker; let him make a slipper on my foot, and as soon as possible.
The maid ran where ordered, and Ivan followed her.
The master immediately set to work, quickly made a slipper and put it on the window; Ivan, the merchant's son, took that slipper and quietly hid it in his pocket.
The poor shoemaker began to fuss - work disappeared from under his nose; already he searched, searched, searched all the nooks and crannies - all in vain! “This is a miracle! - thinks. “No way, the unclean one was joking with me!” Nothing to do, he took up the needle again, worked another shoe and carried it to Elena the Beautiful.
- What a baggy you are! Elena the Beautiful said. —
How much time for one shoe carried!
She sat down at the working table, began to embroider a shoe with gold, humiliate it with large pearls, seat it with semi-precious stones.
And Ivan immediately found himself, took out his slipper and did the same himself: whichever stone she takes, he chooses the same; where she sticks a pearl, there he puts it on.
Elena Prekrasnaya finished her work, smiled and said:
“The tsarevich will show up with something tomorrow!”
“Wait,” Ivan thinks, “you still don’t know who will outwit whom!”
Returned home and went to bed; at dawn in the morning he got up, dressed and went to wake up the prince; woke him up and gives him a slipper.
- Go, - he says, - to Elena the Beautiful and show the slipper - this is her first task!
The prince washed, dressed up and galloped to the bride; and she had guests full of rooms - all boyars and nobles, thoughtful people. As soon as the prince arrived, the music immediately began to play, the guests jumped up from their seats, the soldiers made guard duty.
Elena the Beautiful brought out a slipper, studded with large pearls, seated with semi-precious stones; and she herself looks at the prince, grins. Tells her:
- A good shoe, but without a pair it is not suitable for anything! Looks like I need to get you another one!
With that, he took out another slipper from his pocket and laid it on the table. Then all the guests clapped their hands, shouted in one voice:
- Oh yes, the prince! Worthy to marry our Empress, Elena the Beautiful.
- But we'll see! - answered Elena the Beautiful. Let him do another task.
Late in the evening, the prince returned home even more cloudy than before.
- It's enough, prince, to be sad! Ivan, the merchant's son, told him. - Go to bed, the morning is wiser than the evening.
He put him to bed, and he himself put on walking boots and a cap of invisibility and ran to the palace to Elena the Beautiful. She was at that very time giving an order to her beloved maid:
- Go quickly to the poultry yard and bring me a duck.
The maid ran to the poultry yard, and Ivan followed her; the maid grabbed the duck, and Ivan the drake, and came back the same way.
Elena the Beautiful sat down at the working table, took the duck, trimmed its wings with ribbons, and tufted with diamonds; Ivan - the merchant's son looks and does the same with the drake.
The next day, Elena the Beautiful again had guests, again music; she released her duck and asked the prince:
Did you guess my task?
- I guessed it, Elena the Beautiful! “Here’s a couple for your duck,” and immediately a drake lets go ...
- Oh, well done prince! Worthy to take Elena the Beautiful!
- Wait, let him complete the third task in advance.
In the evening, the prince returned home so overcast that he did not want to talk.
- Do not grieve, prince, go to bed better; the morning is wiser than the evening,” said Ivan, the merchant’s son.
He quickly put on his invisibility cap and walking boots and ran to Elena the Beautiful. And she was about to go to the blue sea, got into the carriage and rushed at full speed; only Ivan, the merchant's son, is not one step behind.
Elena the Beautiful came to the sea and began to call her grandfather. The waves swayed, and the old grandfather rose from the water - his beard was golden, silver on his head. He went ashore:
- Hello, granddaughter! I haven't seen you for a long time: all the hair is messed up - comb it.
He lay down on her knees and fell into a sweet dream. Elena the Beautiful scratches her grandfather, and Ivan, the merchant's son, stands behind her.
She sees that the old man fell asleep, and pulled out three silver hairs from him; and Ivan - a merchant's son with more than three hairs - snatched out a whole bunch. Grandfather woke up and shouted:
- What you! Because it hurts!
— I'm sorry, grandfather! I haven't scratched you for a long time, all the hair is messed up.
Grandfather calmed down and after a while fell asleep again. Elena the Beautiful pulled out three golden hairs from him; and Ivan, the merchant's son, grabbed him by the beard and almost tore it all off.
The grandfather screamed terribly, jumped to his feet and threw himself into the sea.
“Now the prince is caught! Elena the Beautiful thinks. "He can't get that kind of hair."
The next day, guests gathered to her; The prince also arrived. Elena the Beautiful shows him three silver and three golden hairs and asks:
Have you seen such a marvel?
- Found something to brag about! Do you want me to give you a whole bunch?
He took out and gave her a tuft of golden hair and a tuft of silver.
Elena the Beautiful got angry, ran to her bedchamber and began to look in a magic book: does the prince himself guess or who helps him? And he sees from the book that he is not cunning, but his servant is cunning, Ivan is a merchant's son.
She returned to the guests and stuck to the prince:
- I have twelve.
- Send the one that is called Ivan.
- Yes, they are all called Ivans!
“All right,” he says, “let everyone come!” - And in his mind he keeps: “I will find the guilty one without you!”
The prince gave an order - and soon twelve good fellows, his faithful servants, appeared in the palace; all on the same face, height to height, voice to voice, hair to hair.
- Which one of you is big? Elena the Beautiful asked.
They all shouted at once:
- I'm big! I'm big!
PROPHETIC DREAM
Once upon a time there was a merchant, he had two sons: Dmitry and Ivan. One evening their father said to them:
- Well, children, whoever sees something in a dream, tell me in the morning; and whoever hides his dream, I will order him to be executed.
The next morning the eldest son comes and says to his father:
- I dreamed, father, that brother Ivan flew high in the sky on twelve eagles; and even as if his beloved sheep had disappeared.
- And you, Vanya, what did you dream about?
- I will not say! Ivan answered.
No matter how much his father forced him, he stubbornly insisted on all exhortations: “I won’t tell!” yes "I won't tell!" The merchant got angry, called his clerks and ordered them to take the disobedient son and tie him to a post on the high road.
The clerks seized Ivan and, as they say, tied him to the post tightly, tightly. The good fellow had a bad time: the sun baked him, hunger and thirst tormented him.
It happened to the young prince to go along that road; he saw the merchant's son, took pity and ordered to release him, dressed him in his clothes, brought him to his palace and began to ask:
Who tied you to a pole?
- My father was angry.
- What did you do wrong?
“I didn’t want to tell him what I saw in my dream.
“Ah, how stupid your father is, for such a trifle and so severely punished ... And what did you dream about?”
“I won’t tell, prince!
- How can you not say? I saved you from death, and you want to be rude to me? Speak now, it won't be bad!
“I didn’t tell my father, and I won’t tell you!”
The prince ordered to put him in prison; soldiers immediately ran up and took him to a stone bag. A year passed, the prince decided to marry, got ready and went to a foreign state to woo Elena the Beautiful. That prince had a sister, and soon after his departure, she happened to be walking near the dungeon itself.
Ivan, the merchant's son, saw her through the window and shouted in a loud voice:
- Have mercy, princess, let me go free! Maybe I'll be nice too. After all, I know that the prince went to Elena the Beautiful to woo; only without me he will not marry, but perhaps pay with his head. Chai, I myself heard how cunning Elena the Beautiful was and how many suitors she sent to the next world.
“Are you going to help the prince?”
- I would help, but the falcon's wings are tied.
The princess immediately gave the order to let him out of the dungeon.
Ivan, the merchant's son, recruited comrades for himself, and there were twelve of them, including Ivan, and they looked alike like brothers in height, voice in voice, hair in hair. They dressed up in identical caftans, sewn according to the same measurements, mounted good horses and set off on their journey. We drove for a day, and two, and three; on the fourth they drive up to a dense forest, and they heard a terrible cry.
- Stop, brothers! Ivan says. - Wait a bit, I'll go to that noise.
He jumped off his horse and ran into the forest; looks - in the clearing three old men are swearing.
Hello, old people! Why are you arguing?
- Do you want me to separate you?
- Do me a favor!
Ivan, the merchant's son, pulled on his tight bow, laid three arrows and launched it in different directions; he orders one old man to run to the right, another to the left, and sends the third straight ahead:
- Whoever among you brings the arrow first, that cap of invisibility will get it; whoever comes second, that magic carpet will receive; and let the last one take walking boots.
The old men ran after the arrows, and Ivan, the merchant's son, took all the wonders and returned to his comrades.
“Brothers,” he says, “let your good horses go free and sit on the flying carpet with me.” They all quickly sat down on the flying carpet and flew off to the realm of Helen the Beautiful.
They flew to her capital city, landed at the outpost and went to look for the prince. They come to his yard.
– What do you need? the prince asked.
- Take us, good fellows, to your service; We will gladden you and wish you well from the bottom of our hearts. The prince accepted them into his service and distributed them: some as cooks, some as grooms, and some where. On the same day, the prince dressed up in a festive way and went to introduce himself to Elena the Beautiful. She greeted him kindly, treated him to all sorts of dishes and expensive drinks, and then began to ask:
- And tell me, prince, in truth, why did you come to us?
- Yes, I want, Elena the Beautiful, to woo you; will you marry me?
– Perhaps, I agree; just complete three tasks in advance. If you do, I will be yours, but if not, prepare your head for a sharp axe.
- Set a task!
- I will have tomorrow, but I won’t say what; cunning, prince, but bring your own pair to my unknown.
The prince returned to his apartment in great turmoil and sadness. Ivan, the merchant's son, asks him:
- What, prince, unhappy? What did Elena the Beautiful annoy Ali with? Share your grief with me, it will be easier for you.
“So and so,” the prince answers, “Elena the Beautiful has given me such a problem that not a single sage in the world can solve it.
- Well, that's a bit of a problem! Get some sleep; the morning is wiser than the evening, tomorrow we will discuss the matter.
The prince went to bed, and Ivan, the merchant's son, put on an invisibility cap and walking boots, and marched to the palace to Elena the Beautiful; went straight into the bedchamber and listens. Meanwhile, Elena the Beautiful gave this order to her beloved maid:
“Take this expensive cloth and take it to the shoemaker; let him make a slipper on my foot, and as soon as possible.
The maid ran where ordered, and Ivan followed her.
The master immediately set to work, quickly made a slipper and put it on the window; Ivan, the merchant's son, took that slipper and hid it quietly in his pocket. The poor shoemaker began to fuss - the work disappeared from under his nose; already he searched, searched, searched all the corners - all in vain! “This is a miracle! - thinks. “No way, the unclean one was joking with me!” There was nothing to do, he set to work again, another slipper worked and carried it to Elena the Beautiful.
- What a baggy you are! Elena the Beautiful said. - How much time for one shoe was transported!
She sat down at the working table, began to embroider a shoe with gold, humiliate it with large pearls, seat it with semi-precious stones.
And Ivan immediately found himself, took out his slipper and did the same himself: whichever stone she takes, he chooses the same; where she sticks a pearl, there he puts it on.
Elena Prekrasnaya finished her work, smiled and said:
- With something the prince will show himself tomorrow! “Wait,” Ivan thinks, “it is still unknown who will outwit whom!”
Returned home and went to bed; at dawn in the morning he got up, dressed and went to wake the prince; woke him up and gives him a slipper.
- Go, - he says, - to Elena the Beautiful and show the slipper - this is her first task!
The prince washed, dressed up and galloped to the bride; and her guests gathered full of rooms - all the boyars and nobles, thoughtful people. As soon as the prince arrived, the music immediately began to play, the guests jumped up from their seats, the soldiers made guard duty.
Elena the Beautiful brought out a slipper, studded with large pearls, seated with semi-precious stones; and she herself looks at the prince, grins. The prince says to her:
- A good shoe, but without a pair it is not suitable for anything! Looks like I need to get you another one!
With that, he took out another slipper from his pocket and laid it on the table. Then all the guests clapped their hands, shouted in one voice:
- Oh yes, the prince! Worthy to marry our Empress, Elena the Beautiful.
- We'll see! - answered Elena the Beautiful. Let him do another task.
Late in the evening, the prince returned home even more cloudy than before.
- It's enough, prince, to be sad! Ivan, the merchant's son, told him. Go to bed, the morning is wiser than the evening.
He put him to bed, and he himself put on walking boots and a cap of invisibility and ran to the palace to Elena the Beautiful. She was at that very time giving an order to her beloved maid:
- Go quickly to the poultry yard and bring me a duck.
The maid ran to the poultry yard, and Ivan followed her; the maid grabbed the duck, and Ivan grabbed the drake and came back the same way.
Elena the Beautiful sat down at the working table, took the duck, tucked away her wings with ribbons, her tuft with diamonds; Ivan - the merchant's son looks and does the same with the drake.
The next day, Elena the Beautiful again had guests, again music; she released her duck and asked the prince:
Did you guess my task?
- You guessed it, Elena the Beautiful! Here is a couple for your duck, - and immediately a drake lets go ...
- Oh, well done prince! Worthy to take Elena the Beautiful!
- Wait, let him complete the third task in advance. In the evening, the prince returned home so overcast that he did not want to talk.
“Don’t worry, prince, go to bed better: the morning is wiser than the evening,” said Ivan, the merchant’s son. He quickly put on his invisibility cap and walking boots and ran to Elena the Beautiful. And she was about to go to the blue sea, got into the carriage and rushed at full speed; only Ivan, the merchant's son, is not a step behind.
Elena the Beautiful came to the sea and began to call her grandfather.
The waves swayed, and the old grandfather rose from the water - his beard was golden, his hair was silver on his head. He went ashore:
- Hello, granddaughter! I haven't seen you for a long time: all the hair is messed up - comb it. He lay down on her knees and fell into a sweet dream. Elena the Beautiful scratches her grandfather, and Ivan, the merchant's son, stands behind her.
She sees that the old man fell asleep, and pulled out three silver hairs from him; and Ivan - a merchant's son with more than three hairs - snatched out a whole bunch. Grandfather woke up and shouted:
- What you! Because it hurts!
- I'm sorry, grandfather! I haven't scratched you for a long time, all the hair is messed up.
Grandfather calmed down and after a while fell asleep again. Elena the Beautiful pulled out three golden hairs from him; and Ivan, the merchant's son, grabbed him by the beard and almost tore it all off.
The grandfather screamed terribly, jumped to his feet and threw himself into the sea.
“Now the prince is caught! Elena the Beautiful thinks. “He can’t get that kind of hair.”
The next day, guests gathered to her; The prince also arrived. Elena the Beautiful shows him three silver and three golden hairs and asks:
- Have you seen such a miracle?
- Found something to brag about! Do you want me to give you a whole bunch?
He took out and gave her a tuft of golden hair and silver.
Elena the Beautiful got angry, ran to her bedchamber and began to look in a magic book: does the prince himself guess or who helps him? And he sees from the book that he is not cunning, but his servant is cunning, Ivan is a merchant's son.
She returned to the guests and stuck to the prince:
“Send me your beloved servant.
- I have twelve.
- Send the one that is called Ivan.
- Yes, they are all called Ivans!
“Okay,” he says, “let everyone come!” - And in his mind he keeps: “I will find the guilty one even without you!”
The prince gave an order - and soon twelve good fellows, his faithful servants, appeared in the palace; all on the same face, height to height, voice to voice, hair to hair.
- Which one of you is big? Elena the Beautiful asked.
They all shouted at once:
- I'm big! I'm big!
“Well,” she thinks, “you won’t know anything for nothing!” - and ordered to give eleven simple cups, and the twelfth gold, from which she herself always drank; poured those cups and began to regale the good fellows. None of them takes a simple cup, everyone reached for the golden one and let's snatch it from each other; they just made a fuss and spilled the wine! Elena the Beautiful sees that her joke has failed; ordered these fellows to be fed, watered and put to sleep in the palace.
That night, when everyone fell asleep sound sleep, she came to them with her magic book, looked into that book and immediately recognized the culprit; took scissors and cut off his temple. “By this sign, I will recognize him tomorrow and order him to be executed.”
In the morning Ivan woke up - the merchant's son, took his head with his hand - and his temple was cut off; he jumped out of bed and let's wake up his comrades:
Sleep well, trouble is near! Take scissors and cut your temples.
An hour later, Elena the Beautiful called them to her and began to look for the culprit ... What a miracle? Whoever he looks at, everyone has their temples cut off. Annoyed, she grabbed her magic book and threw it into the oven.
After that, it was impossible for her to excuse herself, she had to marry the prince. The wedding was gay; for three days the people rejoiced.
As soon as the feasts ended, the prince got ready to go to his state with his young wife, and let the twelve good fellows go ahead.
They went outside the city, spread out a magic carpet, sat down and rose above the walking cloud; they flew and flew and landed just at that dense forest where they left their good horses.
They just managed to get off the carpet, looking - an old man with an arrow was running towards them. Ivan, the merchant's son, gave him the cap of invisibility.
After that, another old man came running and got a flying carpet, and there was a third one - this one got walking boots.
Ivan says to his comrades:
- Saddle up, brothers, horses, it's time to hit the road.
They immediately caught the horses, saddled them and rode to their homeland.
They arrived and came straight to the princess; she was very happy with them, asked about her own brother; How did he get married and will he be home soon?
- What are you, - he asks, - to reward you for such a service?
Ivan, the merchant's son, answers:
“Put me in the dungeon, in the old place. No matter how the princess persuaded him, he nevertheless insisted on his own; The soldiers took him and took him to the dungeon. A month later the prince arrived with his young wife; the meeting was solemn: music was playing, guns were fired, bells were rung, so many people gathered that at least go over their heads!
The boyars and all sorts of ranks came to introduce themselves to the prince; he looked around and began to ask:
- Where is Ivan - my faithful servant?
“He,” they say, “is sitting in a dungeon.
How is it in the dungeon? Who dared to plant?
The princess tells him:
“You yourself, brother, burned on him and ordered him to be kept in strong confinement. Remember, you asked him about some dream, but he didn’t want to tell?
– Is it really him?
- He is; I let him go to you for a while. The prince ordered to bring Ivan, the merchant's son, threw himself on his neck and asked him not to remember the old evil.
“You know, prince,” Ivan tells him, “everything that happened to you, I knew in advance, I saw it all in a dream; That's why I didn't tell you about the dream. The prince awarded him the rank of general, endowed him with rich estates and left him to live in the palace. Ivan, a merchant's son, sent his father and elder brother to his place, and they began to live and live together, to make good.
AND il-was a merchant, he had two sons: Dmitry and Ivan. One evening their father said to them:
- Well, children, whoever sees something in a dream, tell me in the morning; and whoever hides his dream, I will order him to be executed.
The next morning the eldest son comes and says to his father:
- I dreamed, father, that brother Ivan flew high in the sky on twelve eagles; Yes, even if you lost your favorite sheep.
- And you, Vanya, what did you dream about?
- I will not say! Ivan replied.
No matter how much his father forced him, he rested and kept repeating to all exhortations: “I won’t tell!” yes “I won’t tell!” The merchant got angry, called his clerks and ordered them to take the disobedient son and tie him to a post on the high road.
The clerks seized Ivan and, as they say, tied him to the post tightly, tightly. The good fellow had a bad time: the sun baked him, hunger and thirst tormented him.
It happened to the young prince to go along that road; he saw the merchant's son, took pity and ordered to release him, dressed him in his clothes, brought him to his palace and began to ask:
Who tied you to a pole?
- My father was angry.
- What did you do wrong?
“I didn’t want to tell him what I saw in my dream.
“Ah, how stupid your father is, for such a trifle and so severely punished ... And what did you dream about?”
“I won’t tell, prince!
- How can you not say? I saved you from death, and you want to be rude to me? Speak now, it won't be bad!
“I didn’t tell my father, and I won’t tell you!”
The prince ordered to put him in prison; soldiers immediately ran up and took him to a stone bag.
A year passed, the prince decided to marry, got ready and went to a foreign state to woo Elena the Beautiful. That prince had a sister, and soon after his departure, she happened to be walking near the dungeon itself.
Ivan, the merchant's son, saw her through the window and shouted in a loud voice:
- Have mercy, princess, let me go free! Maybe I'll be nice too. After all, I know that the prince went to Elena the Beautiful to woo; only without me he will not marry, but perhaps pay with his head. Chai, I myself heard how cunning Elena the Beautiful was and how many suitors she sent to the next world.
“Are you going to help the prince?”
- I would help, but the falcon's wings are tied.
The princess immediately gave the order to let him out of the dungeon.
Ivan, the merchant's son, recruited comrades for himself, and there were all of them, including Ivan, twelve people, and they looked like each other like brothers - growth in height, voice in voice, hair in hair. They dressed up in identical caftans, sewn according to the same measurements, mounted good horses and set off on their journey.
We drove for a day, and two, and three; on the fourth they drive up to a dense forest, and they heard a terrible cry.
- Stop, brothers! Ivan says. “Wait a little, I’ll follow that noise.”
He jumped off his horse and ran into the forest; looks - in the clearing three old men are swearing.
Hello, old ones! Why are you arguing?
Do you want me to separate you?
- Do me a favor!
Ivan, the merchant's son, pulled on his tight bow, laid three arrows and let it go in different directions; he orders one old man to run to the right, another to the left, and sends the third straight ahead:
“Which of you brings the arrow first, he will get the invisibility cap; whoever comes second, that magic carpet will receive; and let the last one take walking boots.
The old men ran after the arrows, and Ivan, the merchant's son, took all the curiosities and returned to his comrades.
“Brothers,” he says, “let your good horses go free and sit on the flying carpet with me.”
They all quickly sat down on the flying carpet and flew off to the realm of Helen the Beautiful.
They flew to her capital city, landed at the outpost and went to look for the prince. They come to his yard.
— What do you need? the prince asked.
- Take us, good fellows, to your service; We will gladden you and wish you well from the bottom of our hearts.
The prince accepted them into his service and distributed them: some as cooks, some as grooms, and some where.
On the same day, the prince dressed up in a festive way and went to introduce himself to Elena the Beautiful. She greeted him kindly, treated him to all sorts of dishes and expensive drinks, and then began to ask:
“Tell me, prince, in truth, why did you come to us?”
- Yes, I want, Elena the Beautiful, to woo you; will you marry me?
- Perhaps, I agree; just complete three tasks in advance. If you do, I will be yours, but if not, prepare your head for a sharp axe.
- Set a task!
- I will have tomorrow, but I won’t say what; contrive, prince, but bring your own pair to my unknown.
The prince returned to his apartment in great turmoil and sadness. Ivan, the merchant's son, asks him:
- What, prince, sad? What did Elena the Beautiful annoy Ali with? Share your grief with me, it will be easier for you.
“So and so,” replies the prince, “Elena the Beautiful has given me such a problem that not a single sage in the world can solve it.
"Well, that's a bit of a problem!" Get some sleep; the morning is wiser than the evening, tomorrow we will discuss the matter.
The prince went to bed, and Ivan, the merchant's son, put on an invisibility cap and walking boots, and marched to the palace to Elena the Beautiful; went straight into the bedchamber and listens. Meanwhile, Elena the Beautiful gave this order to her beloved maid:
“Take this expensive cloth and take it to the shoemaker: let him make a shoe for my foot, but as soon as possible.
The maid ran where ordered, and Ivan followed her.
The master immediately set to work, quickly made a slipper and put it on the window; Ivan, the merchant's son, took that slipper and quietly hid it in his pocket.
The poor shoemaker began to fuss - work disappeared from under his nose; already he searched, searched, searched all the corners - all in vain! “This is a miracle! - thinks. “No way, the unclean one was joking with me!” Nothing to do, he took up the needle again, worked another shoe and carried it to Elena the Beautiful.
- What a baggy you are! Elena the Beautiful said. - How much time for one shoe was transported!
She sat down at the working table, began to embroider a shoe with gold, humiliate it with large pearls, seat it with semi-precious stones.
And Ivan immediately found himself, took out his slipper and did the same himself: whichever stone she takes, he chooses the same; where she sticks a pearl, so he puts it on.
Elena Prekrasnaya finished her work, smiled and said:
“The tsarevich will show up with something tomorrow!”
“Wait,” Ivan thinks, “it is still unknown who will outwit whom!”
Returned home and went to bed; at dawn in the morning he got up, dressed and went to wake the prince; woke him up and gives him a slipper.
- Go, - he says, - to Elena the Beautiful and show the slipper - this is her first task!
The prince washed, dressed up and galloped to the bride; and her guests are full of rooms - all the boyars and nobles, thoughtful people. As soon as the prince arrived, the music immediately began to play, the guests jumped up from their seats, the soldiers made guard duty.
Elena the Beautiful brought out a slipper, studded with large pearls, seated with semi-precious stones; and she herself looks at the prince, grins. The prince says to her:
- A good shoe, but without a pair it is not suitable for anything! Looks like I need to get you another one!
With that, he took out another slipper from his pocket and laid it on the table. Then all the guests clapped their hands, shouted in one voice:
- Oh yes, the prince! Worthy to marry our Empress, Elena the Beautiful.
- But we'll see! - answered Elena the Beautiful. Let him do another task.
Late in the evening, the prince returned home even more cloudy than before.
- It's enough, prince, to be sad! Ivan, the merchant's son, told him. - Go to bed, the morning is wiser than the evening.
He put him to bed, and he himself put on walking boots and a cap of invisibility and ran to the palace to Elena the Beautiful. She was at that very time giving an order to her beloved maid:
- Go quickly to the poultry yard and bring me a duck. The maid ran to the poultry yard, and Ivan followed her; the maid grabbed the duck, and Ivan the drake, and came back the same way.
Elena the Beautiful sat down at the working table, took a duck, tucked away her wings with ribbons, her tuft with diamonds; Ivan - the merchant's son looks and does the same with the drake.
The next day, Elena the Beautiful again had guests, again music; she released her duck and asked the prince:
Did you guess my problem?
- I guessed it, Elena the Beautiful! Here is a couple for your duck, - and immediately a drake lets go ...
- Oh, well done prince! Worthy to take Elena the Beautiful!
- Wait, let him complete the third task in advance. In the evening, the prince returned home so overcast that he did not want to talk.
- Do not grieve, prince, go to bed better; the morning is wiser than the evening,” said Ivan, the merchant’s son.
He quickly put on his invisibility cap and walking boots and ran to Elena the Beautiful. And she was about to go to the blue sea, got into the carriage and rushed at full speed; only Ivan, the merchant's son, is not one step behind.
Elena the Beautiful came to the sea and began to call her grandfather. The waves swayed, and the old grandfather rose from the water - his beard was golden, his hair was silver. He went ashore:
- Hello, granddaughter! I haven't seen you for a long time: all the hair is messed up - comb it.
He lay down on her knees and fell into a sweet dream. Elena the Beautiful scratches her grandfather, and Ivan, the merchant's son, stands behind her.
She sees that the old man fell asleep, and pulled out three silver hairs from him; and Ivan - a merchant's son with more than three hairs - snatched out a whole bunch. Grandfather woke up and shouted:
- What you! Because it hurts!
— I'm sorry, grandfather! I haven't scratched you for a long time, all the hair is messed up.
Grandfather calmed down and after a while fell asleep again. Elena the Beautiful pulled out three golden hairs from him; and Ivan, the merchant's son, grabbed him by the beard and almost tore it all off.
The grandfather screamed terribly, jumped to his feet and threw himself into the sea.
“Now the prince is caught! Elena the Beautiful thinks. “He can’t get hair like that.”
The next day, guests gathered to her; The prince also arrived. Elena the Beautiful shows him three silver and three golden hairs and asks:
Have you seen such a marvel?
- Found something to brag about! Do you want me to give you a whole bunch?
He took out and gave her a tuft of golden hair and a tuft of silver.
Elena the Beautiful got angry, ran to her bedchamber and began to look in a magic book: does the prince himself guess or who helps him? And he sees from the book that he is not cunning, but his servant is cunning, Ivan is a merchant's son.
She returned to the guests and stuck to the prince:
“Send me your beloved servant.
- I have twelve.
- Send the one that is called Ivan.
- Yes, they are all called Ivans!
“All right,” he says, “let everyone come!” - And in his mind he keeps: “I will find the guilty one even without you!”
The prince gave an order - and soon twelve good fellows, his faithful servants, appeared in the palace; all on the same face, height to height, voice to voice, hair to hair.
- Which one of you is big? Elena the Beautiful asked.
They all shouted at once:
- I'm big! I'm big!
“Well,” she thinks, “you won’t find anything out of the blue here!” And she ordered eleven simple cups to be served, and the twelfth gold one, from which she herself always drank; poured those cups with expensive wine and began to regale the good fellows.
None of them takes a simple cup, everyone reached out for the golden one and let's snatch it from each other: they only made a noise and spilled the wine!
Elena the Beautiful sees that her joke has failed; ordered these fellows to be fed, watered and put to sleep in the palace.
That night, when everyone fell asleep soundly, she came to them with her magic book, looked into that book and immediately recognized the culprit; took scissors and cut off his temple.
“By this sign, I will recognize him tomorrow and order him to be executed.”
In the morning Ivan woke up - a merchant's son, took his head with his hand - and his temple was cut off; he jumped out of bed and let's wake up his comrades:
Sleep well, trouble is near! Take scissors and cut your temples.
An hour later, Elena the Beautiful called them to her and began to look for the culprit ... What a miracle? Whoever he looks at, everyone has their temples cut off. Annoyed, she grabbed her magic book and threw it into the oven.
After that, it was impossible for her to excuse herself, she had to marry the prince. The wedding was gay; For three days the people were having fun, for three days the taverns and taverns were open - whoever you want to come, drink and eat at public expense!
As soon as the feasts ended, the prince got ready to go to his state with his young wife, and let the twelve good fellows go ahead.
They went outside the city, spread out a magic carpet, sat down and rose above the walking cloud; they flew and flew and landed just at that dense forest where they left their good horses.
They had just managed to get off the carpet, looking - an old man with an arrow was running towards them. Ivan, the merchant's son, gave him the cap of invisibility. After that, another old man came running and got a magic carpet, and there was a third one - this one got walking boots.
Ivan says to his comrades:
- Saddle up, brothers, horses, it's time to hit the road.
They immediately caught the horses, saddled them and rode to their homeland.
They arrived and came straight to the princess; she was very happy with them, asked about her own brother: how did he get married and will he be home soon?
- What are you, - he asks, - to reward you for such a service?
Ivan, the merchant's son, answers:
“Put me in the dungeon, in the old place.
No matter how the princess persuaded him, he still insisted on his own: the soldiers took him and took him to the dungeon.
A month later the prince arrived with his young wife; the meeting was solemn: music was playing, guns were fired, bells were rung, so many people gathered that at least go over their heads!
The boyars and all sorts of ranks came to introduce themselves to the prince; he looked around and began to ask:
Where is Ivan, my faithful servant?
“He,” they say, “is sitting in a dungeon.
How is it in the dungeon? Who dared to plant? The princess tells him:
“But you yourself, brother, were singed on him and ordered him to be kept in strong confinement. Do you remember that you asked him about some kind of dream, but he didn’t want to tell?
- Is it really him?
- He is; I let him go to you for a while.
The prince ordered that Ivan, the merchant's son, be brought, threw himself on his neck and asked him not to remember the old evil.
“You know, prince,” Ivan tells him, “everything that happened to you, I knew in advance, I saw it all in a dream; That's why I didn't tell you about the dream.
The prince awarded him the rank of general, endowed him with rich estates and left him to live in the palace.
Ivan, a merchant's son, sent his father and elder brother to his place, and they all began to live and live together, to make good.
Once upon a time there was a merchant, he had two sons: Dmitry and Ivan. One evening their father said to them:
Well, children, whoever sees something in a dream, tell me in the morning; and whoever hides his dream, I will order him to be executed.
The next morning the eldest son comes and says to his father:
I dreamed, father, that brother Ivan flew high in the sky on twelve eagles; Yes, even if you lost your favorite sheep.
And you, Vanya, what did you see?
I will not say! Ivan answered.
No matter how much his father forced him, he rested and kept repeating to all exhortations: “I won’t tell!” yes “I won’t tell!” The merchant got angry, called his clerks and ordered them to take the disobedient son and tie him to a post on the high road.
The clerks seized Ivan and, as they say, tied him to the post tightly, tightly. The good fellow had a bad time: the sun baked him, hunger and thirst tormented him.
It happened to the young prince to go along that road; he saw the merchant's son, took pity and ordered to release him, dressed him in his clothes, brought him to his palace and began to ask:
Who tied you to a pole?
The father was angry.
What did you do wrong?
I didn't want to tell him what I saw in my dream.
Oh, how stupid your father is, for such a trifle and so severely punished ... And what did you dream about?
I won't tell, tsarevich!
How can you not say? I saved you from death, and you want to be rude to me? Speak now, it won't be bad!
I didn't tell my father, and I won't tell you!
The prince ordered to put him in prison; soldiers immediately ran up and took him to a stone bag.
A year passed, the prince decided to marry, got ready and went to a foreign state to woo Elena the Beautiful. That prince had a sister, and soon after his departure, she happened to be walking near the dungeon itself.
Ivan, the merchant's son, saw her through the window and shouted in a loud voice:
Have mercy, princess, set me free! Maybe I'll be nice too. After all, I know that the prince went to Elena the Beautiful to woo; only without me he will not marry, but perhaps pay with his head. Chai, I myself heard how cunning Elena the Beautiful was and how many suitors she sent to the next world.
And you undertake to help the prince?
I would help, but the falcon's wings are tied.
The princess immediately gave the order to let him out of the dungeon.
Ivan, the merchant's son, recruited comrades for himself, and there were all of them, including Ivan, twelve people, and they looked alike like brothers - growth in height, voice in voice, hair in hair. They dressed up in identical caftans, sewn according to the same measurements, mounted good horses and set off on their journey.
We drove for a day, and two, and three; on the fourth they drive up to a dense forest, and they heard a terrible cry.
Stop, brothers! Ivan says. - Wait a bit, I'll go to that noise.
He jumped off his horse and ran into the forest; looks - in a clearing three old men swear.
Hello old! Why are you arguing?
Do you want me to share you?
Do me a favor!
Ivan, the merchant's son, pulled on his tight bow, laid three arrows and launched it in different directions; he orders one old man to run to the right, another to the left, and sends the third straight ahead:
Which one of you is the first to bring an arrow, that invisibility cap will go to him; whoever comes second, that magic carpet will receive; and let the last one take walking boots.
The old men ran after the arrows, and Ivan, the merchant's son, took all the curiosities and returned to his comrades.
Brothers, - he says, - let your good horses go free and sit on the magic carpet with me.
They all quickly sat down on the flying carpet and flew off to the realm of Helen the Beautiful.
They flew to her capital city, landed at the outpost and went to look for the prince. They come to his yard.
What do you need? - asked the prince.
Take us, good fellows, to your service; We will gladden you and wish you well from the bottom of our hearts.
The prince accepted them into his service and distributed them: some as cooks, some as grooms, and some where.
On the same day, the prince dressed up in a festive way and went to introduce himself to Elena the Beautiful. She greeted him kindly, treated him to all sorts of dishes and expensive drinks, and then began to ask:
And tell me, prince, in truth, why did you come to us?
Yes, I want, Elena the Beautiful, to woo you; will you marry me?
Perhaps I agree; just complete three tasks in advance. If you do, I will be yours, but if not, prepare your head for a sharp axe.
Set a task!
I will have tomorrow, but I won’t say what; contrive, prince, but bring your own pair to my unknown.
The prince returned to his apartment in great turmoil and sadness. Ivan, the merchant's son, asks him:
What, tsarevich, is unhappy? What did Elena the Beautiful annoy Ali with? Share your grief with me, it will be easier for you.
So and so, - the prince answers, - Elena the Beautiful asked me such a task that not a single sage in the world will solve it.
Well, that's still a bit of a problem! Get some sleep; the morning is wiser than the evening, tomorrow we will discuss the matter.
The prince went to bed, and Ivan, the merchant's son, put on an invisibility cap and walking boots - and marched to the palace to Elena the Beautiful; went straight into the bedchamber and listens. Meanwhile, Elena the Beautiful gave this order to her beloved maid:
Take this expensive material and take it to the shoemaker: let him make a shoe for my foot, but as soon as possible.
The maid ran where ordered, and Ivan followed her.
The master immediately set to work, quickly made a slipper and put it on the window; Ivan, the merchant's son, took that slipper and quietly hid it in his pocket.
The poor shoemaker began to fuss - the work disappeared from under his nose; already he searched, searched, searched all the corners - all in vain! “This is a miracle! - thinks. “No way, the unclean one was joking with me!” Nothing to do, he took up the needle again, worked another shoe and carried it to Elena the Beautiful.
What a baggy you are! - said Elena the Beautiful. - How much time for one shoe was transported!
She sat down at the working table, began to embroider a shoe with gold, humiliate it with large pearls, seat it with semi-precious stones.
And Ivan immediately found himself, took out his slipper and did the same himself: whichever stone she takes, he chooses the same; where she sticks a pearl, so he puts it on.
Elena Prekrasnaya finished her work, smiled and said:
The tsarevich will show up with something tomorrow!
“Wait,” Ivan thinks, “it is still unknown who will outwit whom!”
Returned home and went to bed; at dawn in the morning he got up, dressed and went to wake the prince; woke him up and gives him a slipper.
Go, - he says, - to Elena the Beautiful and show the slipper - this is her first task!
The prince washed, dressed up and galloped to the bride; and her guests are full of rooms - all the boyars and nobles, thoughtful people. As soon as the prince arrived, the music immediately began to play, the guests jumped up from their seats, the soldiers made guard duty.
Elena the Beautiful brought out a slipper, studded with large pearls, seated with semi-precious stones; and she herself looks at the prince, grins. The prince says to her:
A good shoe, but without a pair it is not suitable for anything! Looks like I need to get you another one!
With that, he took out another slipper from his pocket and laid it on the table. Then all the guests clapped their hands, shouted in one voice:
Hey prince! Worthy to marry our Empress, Elena the Beautiful.
But we'll see! - answered Elena the Beautiful. Let him do another task.
Late in the evening, the prince returned home even more cloudy than before.
It’s enough, prince, to be sad! Ivan, the merchant's son, told him. - Go to bed, the morning is wiser than the evening.
He put him to bed, and he himself put on walking boots and a cap of invisibility and ran to the palace to Elena the Beautiful. She was at that very time giving an order to her beloved maid:
Go quickly to the poultry yard and bring me a duck. The maid ran to the poultry yard, and Ivan followed her; the maid grabbed the duck, and Ivan the drake, and came back the same way.
Elena the Beautiful sat down at the working table, took a duck, removed her wings with ribbons, a tuft with diamonds; Ivan - the merchant's son looks and does the same with the drake.
The next day, Elena the Beautiful again had guests, again music; she released her duck and asked the prince:
Did you guess my problem?
Guessed, Elena the Beautiful! Here is a couple for your duck, - and immediately a drake lets go ...
Oh, well done prince! Worthy to take Elena the Beautiful!
Wait, let him complete the third task in advance. In the evening, the prince returned home so overcast that he did not want to talk.
Do not grieve, prince, go to bed better; the morning is wiser than the evening, - said Ivan - the merchant's son.
He quickly put on his invisibility cap and walking boots and ran to Elena the Beautiful. And she was about to go to the blue sea, got into the carriage and rushed at full speed; only Ivan, the merchant's son, is not a step behind.
Elena the Beautiful came to the sea and began to call her grandfather. The waves swayed, and the old grandfather rose from the water - his beard was golden, his hair was silver. He went ashore:
Hello granddaughter! I haven't seen you for a long time: all the hair is messed up - comb it.
He lay down on her knees and fell into a sweet dream. Elena the Beautiful scratches her grandfather, and Ivan, the merchant's son, stands behind her.
She sees that the old man fell asleep, and pulled out three silver hairs from him; and Ivan - the merchant's son, not three hairs - snatched out a whole bunch. Grandfather woke up and shouted:
What you! Because it hurts!
Sorry grandpa! I haven't scratched you for a long time, all the hair is messed up.
Grandfather calmed down and after a while fell asleep again. Elena the Beautiful pulled out three golden hairs from him; and Ivan, the merchant's son, grabbed him by the beard and almost tore it all off.
The grandfather screamed terribly, jumped to his feet and threw himself into the sea.
“Now the prince is caught! - Elena the Beautiful thinks. "He can't get that kind of hair."
The next day, guests gathered to her; The prince also arrived. Elena the Beautiful shows him three silver and three golden hairs and asks:
Have you seen such a miracle?
Found something to be proud of! Do you want me to give you a whole bunch?
He took out and gave her a tuft of golden hair and a tuft of silver.
Elena the Beautiful got angry, ran to her bedchamber and began to look in a magic book: does the prince himself guess or who helps him? And he sees from the book that he is not cunning, but his servant is cunning, Ivan is a merchant's son.
She returned to the guests and stuck to the prince:
Send me your beloved servant.
I have twelve.
Came the one that is called Ivan.
Yes, they are all called Ivans!
Well, - he says, - let everyone come! - And in his mind he keeps: “I will find the guilty without you!”
The prince gave an order - and soon twelve good fellows, his faithful servants, appeared in the palace; all on the same face, height to height, voice to voice, hair to hair.
Which one of you is big? - asked Elena the Beautiful.
They all shouted at once:
I'm big! I'm big!
“Well,” she thinks, “you won’t find anything out of the blue here!” And she ordered eleven simple cups to be served, and the twelfth gold one, from which she herself always drank; poured those cups with expensive wine and began to regale the good fellows.
None of them takes a simple cup, everyone reached out for the golden one and let's snatch it from each other: they only made a noise and spilled the wine!
Elena the Beautiful sees that her joke has failed; ordered these fellows to be fed, watered and put to sleep in the palace.
That night, when everyone fell asleep soundly, she came to them with her magic book, looked into that book and immediately recognized the culprit; took scissors and cut off his temple.
“By this sign, I will recognize him tomorrow and order him to be executed.”
In the morning Ivan woke up - the merchant's son, took his head with his hand - and his temple was cut off; he jumped out of bed and let's wake up his comrades:
Full sleep, trouble is near! Take scissors and cut your temples.
An hour later, Elena the Beautiful called them to her place and began to look for the culprit ... What a miracle? Whoever he looks at, everyone has their temples cut off. Annoyed, she grabbed her magic book and threw it into the oven.
After that, it was impossible for her to excuse herself, she had to marry the prince. The wedding was gay; For three days the people were having fun, for three days the taverns and taverns stood open - whoever you want to come, drink and eat at public expense!
As soon as the feasts ended, the prince got ready to go to his state with his young wife, and let the twelve good fellows go ahead.
They went outside the city, spread out a magic carpet, sat down and rose above the walking cloud; they flew and flew and landed just at that dense forest where they left their good horses.
They just managed to get off the carpet, looking - an old man with an arrow runs towards them. Ivan, the merchant's son, gave him the cap of invisibility. After that, another old man came running and got a flying carpet, and there was a third one - this one got walking boots.
Ivan says to his comrades:
Saddle your horses, brothers, it's time to hit the road.
They immediately caught the horses, saddled them and rode to their homeland.
They arrived and came straight to the princess; she was very happy with them, asked about her own brother: how did he get married and will he be home soon?
What are you, - he asks, - to reward you for such a service?
Ivan, the merchant's son, answers:
Put me in a dungeon, in the old place.
No matter how the princess persuaded him, he still insisted on his own: the soldiers took him and took him to the dungeon.
A month later the prince arrived with his young wife; the meeting was solemn: music was playing, guns were fired, bells were rung, so many people gathered that at least go over their heads!
The boyars and all sorts of ranks came to introduce themselves to the prince; he looked around and began to ask:
Where is Ivan, my faithful servant?
He, they say, is sitting in a dungeon.
How is it in the dungeon? Who dared to plant? The princess tells him:
You yourself, brother, burned on him and ordered him to be kept in strong confinement. Do you remember that you asked him about some kind of dream, but he didn’t want to tell?
Is it really him?
He is; I let him go to you for a while.
The prince ordered to bring Ivan, the merchant's son, threw himself on his neck and asked him not to remember the old evil.
And you know, prince, - Ivan tells him, - everything that happened to you, I knew in advance, I saw it all in a dream; That's why I didn't tell you about the dream.
The prince awarded him the rank of general, endowed him with rich estates and left him to live in the palace.
Ivan, the merchant's son, sent his father and elder brother to his place, and they all began to live together, to live, to make good.
Alternative text:
A prophetic dream - Russian folk tale in the processing of Afanasyev A.N.
Folk tales contained the wisdom and worldly experience accumulated by mankind over many centuries. " Fairy tale a lie, but there is a hint in it ... ”It is difficult to overestimate the importance of fairy tales for the development of a child: fairy tale teaches courage, honesty, kindness, develops a sense of beauty. Tell your child a fairy tale, he will definitely learn something useful from it. In this release Russian traditional fairy tale Prophetic dream.
Prophetic dream.
Once upon a time there was a merchant, he had two sons: Dmitry and Ivan. One evening their father said to them:
Well, children, whoever sees something in a dream, tell me in the morning; and whoever hides his dream, I will order him to be executed.
The next morning the eldest son comes and says to his father:
I dreamed, father, that brother Ivan flew high in the sky on twelve eagles; Yes, even if you lost your favorite sheep.
And you, Vanya, what did you see?
I will not say! Ivan answered.
No matter how much his father forced him, he stubbornly insisted on all exhortations: "I won't tell!" yes "I won't tell!" The merchant got angry, called his clerks and ordered them to take the disobedient son and tie him to a post on the high road.
The clerks seized Ivan and, as they say, tied him to the post tightly, tightly. The good fellow had a bad time: the sun baked him, hunger and thirst tormented him.
It happened to the young prince to go along that road; he saw the merchant's son, took pity and ordered to release him, dressed him in his clothes, brought him to his palace and began to ask:
Who tied you to a pole?
The father was angry.
What did you do wrong?
I didn't want to tell him what I saw in my dream.
Oh, how stupid your father is, for such a trifle and so severely punished ... And what did you dream about?
I won't tell, tsarevich!
How can you not say? I saved you from death, and you want to be rude to me? Speak now, it won't be bad!
I didn't tell my father, and I won't tell you!
The prince ordered to put him in prison; soldiers immediately ran up and took him to a stone bag.
A year passed, the prince decided to marry, got ready and went to a foreign state to woo Elena the Beautiful. That prince had a sister, and soon after his departure, she happened to be walking near the dungeon itself.
Ivan, the merchant's son, saw her through the window and shouted in a loud voice:
Have mercy, princess, set me free! Maybe I'll be nice too. After all, I know that the prince went to Elena the Beautiful to woo; only without me he will not marry, but perhaps pay with his head. Chai, I myself heard how cunning Elena the Beautiful was and how many suitors she sent to the next world.
And you undertake to help the prince?
I would help, but the falcon's wings are tied.
The princess immediately gave the order to let him out of the dungeon.
Ivan, the merchant's son, recruited comrades for himself, and there were all of them, including Ivan, twelve people, and they looked alike like brothers - growth in height, voice in voice, hair in hair. They dressed up in identical caftans, sewn according to the same measurements, mounted good horses and set off on their journey.
We drove for a day, and two, and three; on the fourth they drive up to a dense forest, and they heard a terrible cry.
Stop, brothers! Ivan says. - Wait a bit, I'll go to that noise.
He jumped off his horse and ran into the forest; looks - in a clearing three old men swear.
Hello old! Why are you arguing?
Do you want me to share you?
Do me a favor!
Ivan, the merchant's son, pulled on his tight bow, laid three arrows and launched it in different directions; he orders one old man to run to the right, another to the left, and sends the third straight ahead:
Which one of you is the first to bring an arrow, that invisibility cap will go to him; whoever comes second, that magic carpet will receive; and let the last one take walking boots.
The old men ran after the arrows, and Ivan, the merchant's son, took all the curiosities and returned to his comrades.
Brothers, - he says, - let your good horses go free and sit on the magic carpet with me.
They all quickly sat down on the flying carpet and flew off to the realm of Helen the Beautiful.
They flew to her capital city, landed at the outpost and went to look for the prince. They come to his yard.
What do you need? - asked the prince.
Take us, good fellows, to your service; We will gladden you and wish you well from the bottom of our hearts.
The prince accepted them into his service and distributed them: some as cooks, some as grooms, and some where.
On the same day, the prince dressed up in a festive way and went to introduce himself to Elena the Beautiful. She greeted him kindly, treated him to all sorts of dishes and expensive drinks, and then began to ask:
And tell me, prince, in truth, why did you come to us?
Yes, I want, Elena the Beautiful, to woo you; will you marry me?
Perhaps I agree; just complete three tasks in advance. If you do, I will be yours, but if not, prepare your head for a sharp axe.
Set a task!
I will have tomorrow, but I won’t say what; contrive, prince, but bring your own pair to my unknown.
The prince returned to his apartment in great turmoil and sadness. Ivan, the merchant's son, asks him:
What, tsarevich, is unhappy? What did Elena the Beautiful annoy Ali with? Share your grief with me, it will be easier for you.
So and so, - the prince answers, - Elena the Beautiful asked me such a task that not a single sage in the world will solve it.
Well, that's still a bit of a problem! Get some sleep; the morning is wiser than the evening, tomorrow we will discuss the matter.
The prince went to bed, and Ivan, the merchant's son, put on an invisibility cap and walking boots - and marched to the palace to Elena the Beautiful; went straight into the bedchamber and listens. Meanwhile, Elena the Beautiful gave this order to her beloved maid:
Take this expensive material and take it to the shoemaker: let him make a shoe for my foot, but as soon as possible.
The maid ran where ordered, and Ivan followed her.
The master immediately set to work, quickly made a slipper and put it on the window; Ivan, the merchant's son, took that slipper and quietly hid it in his pocket.
The poor shoemaker began to fuss - the work disappeared from under his nose; already he searched, searched, searched all the corners - all in vain! "What a miracle!" he thinks. "No way, the unclean one was joking with me!" Nothing to do, he took up the needle again, worked another shoe and carried it to Elena the Beautiful.
What a baggy you are! - said Elena the Beautiful. - How much time for one shoe was transported!
She sat down at the working table, began to embroider a shoe with gold, humiliate it with large pearls, seat it with semi-precious stones.
And Ivan immediately found himself, took out his slipper and did the same himself: whichever stone she takes, he chooses the same; where she sticks a pearl, so he puts it on.
Elena Prekrasnaya finished her work, smiled and said:
The tsarevich will show up with something tomorrow!
"Wait," Ivan thinks, "you still don't know who will outsmart whom!"
Returned home and went to bed; at dawn in the morning he got up, dressed and went to wake the prince; woke him up and gives him a slipper.
Go, - he says, - to Elena the Beautiful and show the slipper - this is her first task!
The prince washed, dressed up and galloped to the bride; and her guests are full of rooms - all the boyars and nobles, thoughtful people. As soon as the prince arrived, the music immediately began to play, the guests jumped up from their seats, the soldiers made guard duty.
Elena the Beautiful brought out a slipper, studded with large pearls, seated with semi-precious stones; and she herself looks at the prince, grins. The prince says to her:
A good shoe, but without a pair it is not suitable for anything! Looks like I need to get you another one!
With that, he took out another slipper from his pocket and laid it on the table. Then all the guests clapped their hands, shouted in one voice:
Hey prince! Worthy to marry our Empress, Elena the Beautiful.
But we'll see! - answered Elena the Beautiful. Let him do another task.
Late in the evening, the prince returned home even more cloudy than before.
It’s enough, prince, to be sad! Ivan, the merchant's son, told him. - Go to bed, the morning is wiser than the evening.
He put him to bed, and he himself put on walking boots and a cap of invisibility and ran to the palace to Elena the Beautiful. She was at that very time giving an order to her beloved maid:
Go quickly to the poultry yard and bring me a duck. The maid ran to the poultry yard, and Ivan followed her; the maid grabbed the duck, and Ivan the drake, and came back the same way.
Elena the Beautiful sat down at the working table, took a duck, removed her wings with ribbons, a tuft with diamonds; Ivan - the merchant's son looks and does the same with the drake.
The next day, Elena the Beautiful again had guests, again music; she released her duck and asked the prince:
Did you guess my problem?
Guessed, Elena the Beautiful! Here is a couple for your duck, - and immediately a drake lets go ...
Oh, well done prince! Worthy to take Elena the Beautiful!
Wait, let him complete the third task in advance. In the evening, the prince returned home so overcast that he did not want to talk.
Do not grieve, prince, go to bed better; the morning is wiser than the evening, - said Ivan - the merchant's son.
He quickly put on his invisibility cap and walking boots and ran to Elena the Beautiful. And she was about to go to the blue sea, got into the carriage and rushed at full speed; only Ivan, the merchant's son, is not a step behind.
Elena the Beautiful came to the sea and began to call her grandfather. The waves swayed, and the old grandfather rose from the water - his beard was golden, his hair was silver. He went ashore:
Hello granddaughter! I haven't seen you for a long time: all the hair is messed up - comb it.
He lay down on her knees and fell into a sweet dream. Elena the Beautiful scratches her grandfather, and Ivan, the merchant's son, stands behind her.
She sees that the old man fell asleep, and pulled out three silver hairs from him; and Ivan - the merchant's son, not three hairs - snatched out a whole bunch. Grandfather woke up and shouted:
What you! Because it hurts!
Sorry grandpa! I haven't scratched you for a long time, all the hair is messed up.
Grandfather calmed down and after a while fell asleep again. Elena the Beautiful pulled out three golden hairs from him; and Ivan, the merchant's son, grabbed him by the beard and almost tore it all off.
The grandfather screamed terribly, jumped to his feet and threw himself into the sea.
"Now the tsarevich has been caught!" thinks Elena the Beautiful. "He cannot get such hair."
The next day, guests gathered to her; The prince also arrived. Elena the Beautiful shows him three silver and three golden hairs and asks:
Have you seen such a miracle?
Found something to be proud of! Do you want me to give you a whole bunch?
He took out and gave her a tuft of golden hair and a tuft of silver.
Elena the Beautiful got angry, ran to her bedchamber and began to look in a magic book: does the prince himself guess or who helps him? And he sees from the book that he is not cunning, but his servant is cunning, Ivan is a merchant's son.
She returned to the guests and stuck to the prince:
Send me your beloved servant.
I have twelve.
Came the one that is called Ivan.
Yes, they are all called Ivans!
Well, - he says, - let everyone come! - And in his mind he keeps: "I will find the guilty without you!"
The prince gave an order - and soon twelve good fellows, his faithful servants, appeared in the palace; all on the same face, height to height, voice to voice, hair to hair.
Which one of you is big? - asked Elena the Beautiful.
They all shouted at once:
I'm big! I'm big!
“Well,” she thinks, “you won’t find out anything for nothing!” And she ordered eleven simple cups to be served, and the twelfth gold one, from which she herself always drank; poured those cups with expensive wine and began to regale the good fellows.
None of them takes a simple cup, everyone reached out for the golden one and let's snatch it from each other: they only made a noise and spilled the wine!
Elena the Beautiful sees that her joke has failed; ordered these fellows to be fed, watered and put to sleep in the palace.
That night, when everyone fell asleep soundly, she came to them with her magic book, looked into that book and immediately recognized the culprit; took scissors and cut off his temple.
"By this sign, I will recognize him tomorrow and order him to be executed."
In the morning Ivan woke up - the merchant's son, took his head with his hand - and his temple was cut off; he jumped out of bed and let's wake up his comrades:
Full sleep, trouble is near! Take scissors and cut your temples.
An hour later, Elena the Beautiful called them to her place and began to look for the culprit ... What a miracle? Whoever he looks at, everyone has their temples cut off. Annoyed, she grabbed her magic book and threw it into the oven.
After that, it was impossible for her to excuse herself, she had to marry the prince. The wedding was gay; For three days the people were having fun, for three days the taverns and taverns stood open - whoever you want to come, drink and eat at public expense!
As soon as the feasts ended, the prince got ready to go to his state with his young wife, and let the twelve good fellows go ahead.
They went outside the city, spread out a magic carpet, sat down and rose above the walking cloud; they flew and flew and landed just at that dense forest where they left their good horses.
They just managed to get off the carpet, looking - an old man with an arrow runs towards them. Ivan, the merchant's son, gave him the cap of invisibility. After that, another old man came running and got a flying carpet, and there was a third one - this one got walking boots.
Ivan says to his comrades:
Saddle your horses, brothers, it's time to hit the road.
They immediately caught the horses, saddled them and rode to their homeland.
They arrived and came straight to the princess; she was very happy with them, asked about her own brother: how did he get married and will he be home soon?
What are you, - he asks, - to reward you for such a service?
Ivan, the merchant's son, answers:
Put me in a dungeon, in the old place.
No matter how the princess persuaded him, he still insisted on his own: the soldiers took him and took him to the dungeon.
A month later the prince arrived with his young wife; the meeting was solemn: music was playing, guns were fired, bells were rung, so many people gathered that at least go over their heads!
The boyars and all sorts of ranks came to introduce themselves to the prince; he looked around and began to ask:
Where is Ivan, my faithful servant?
He, they say, is sitting in a dungeon.
How is it in the dungeon? Who dared to plant? The princess tells him:
You yourself, brother, burned on him and ordered him to be kept in strong confinement. Do you remember that you asked him about some kind of dream, but he didn’t want to tell?
Is it really him?
He is; I let him go to you for a while.
The prince ordered to bring Ivan, the merchant's son, threw himself on his neck and asked him not to remember the old evil.
And you know, prince, - Ivan tells him, - everything that happened to you, I knew in advance, I saw it all in a dream; That's why I didn't tell you about the dream.
The prince awarded him the rank of general, endowed him with rich estates and left him to live in the palace.
Ivan, the merchant's son, sent his father and elder brother to his place, and they all began to live together, to live, to make good.
Let folk tale told to the baby will become a good tradition and bring you closer to the baby.
