Many years passed

Once upon a time, there was a small kingdom in Italy called Atri. The imperial city of the kingdom was built on a steep mountainside. King Atri was a man of integrity and kindness who cared deeply about the lives of his people. One day he had a large clock bought and placed above a clock in the market-place, with its rope hanging down to the ground, so that even a child could ring it. On the day of the official clock, the king himself went up to the tower and held a great ceremony, and all the citizens came to see it. The king addressed the crowd: "Look at this bell! It is polished and makes a very loud sound! This is your bell, and the bell of righteousness! If you have any grievance, you may ring the great bell at any time. When the bell rings, the judges of the state will come out and handle your case fairly, so that no one will be wronged." Many years passed since the bell of Justice had been hung, and several times it had been rung, and every time it had been justly judged by the judge. But the tower was in disrepair, and the lower part of the rope gradually rotted away because of the water. Finally, only tall people stand on tiptoe to catch the rope. When the judge knew this, he said, "This cannot be done! What if a child is wronged?" A new rope was ordered. But you can't find a rope this long in all of Yatri. If it takes several days to send someone to another place to buy the goods, then someone really needs to ring the bell in the next few days to complain. How can that be? When the news got out, someone had a quick wit and found a long grapevine and tied it to the bell. The vine, with its leaves hanging down, looked like a new vine growing at the top of the bell tower. When the judge saw this, he was very happy. "This vine is much better than the old rope. Let's use it!" The day after the vines were tied, an old horse, lame and hungry, came out of the country to the market-place. The weather was hot and there were few pedestrians; The old horse saw the grapevine and broke into the bell tower to eat the leaves. As soon as he nibbled at the green leaves of the vine, the bell rang. When the judge heard the bell, he put on his vestments and hurried to the market-place, where the people gathered around to see what had happened. Who knew that the clock was not a man standing, but an old and thin horse, everyone could not help but be taken aback. One of them pointed to the horse and said, "Is this not the miser's steed?" Another added: 'This old horse once saved his owner's life. Now why would his owner abandon him?' When the judge heard what was said, he ordered the miser arrested. When the miser came, the judge asked him, "Is this your horse? Why don't you feed him?" "It is mine, and because it is old and useless, I have not given it much to eat. I was going to sell it, but nobody wanted it." "Didn't the horse save you?" 'Yes, judge! "How ungrateful you are to exploit the old horse who has saved your life! I am now going to punish you by giving half of your property to the old horse, to buy him good food, and to buy a meadow to build a stable for him, so that he may live well. Or you'll go to jail!" The miser bowed his head and confessed, thus saving the old horse.

Fairy Tales 17

In a beautiful forest, there lived a wild boar. He gave himself a big fat, which means no one is in his eyes. One day, the king Lion was pleased and gave the boar the leg of an ox left over. The boar was so proud of himself that he showed it off everywhere: "The King Lion and I are good friends. Look, this is the ox leg that the King gave me. Would you like to taste it? When the fox, the jackal, the Wolf, and the black bear all admired him, the boar, with an air of forthritness, tore off a piece of meat from the ox's leg and threw it to them. His vanity was satisfied. Hey hey, who is polite to me in the future, I will give him benefits. With that, the boar went away contentedly with the half - eaten leg. Back home, the boar three times five to two, and finished the beef. He threw away the cow bone, while complaining to the lion: The king is so stingy, one ox leg is too little! He felt his little stomach and strode out of the house in search of something to eat. Unconsciously, the boar came to a big tree. He sat down and looked up. There was a big beehive hanging on the tree trunk. At the thought of the tempting honey, the boar's saliva quickly flowed out, he thought, today is a good luck, so he rolled up, ready to taste the sweet honey. At this time, a bee watching the door saw, immediately met him, politely said to him: Mr. Boar, what do you want to do? Wild boar a look, is a small bee with ant size, hum: you this little thing also worthy to talk to me, quickly roll aside, or I will beat your home! The little bee heard, angry angry three Zhangs, righteously back to him: how do you so insolent and unreasonable? How presumptuous! I'll tell the queen! With that, the little bee flapped its wings and flew away. The wild boar did not take this seriously, jumped down, picked the hive, and devoured the honey greedily. When the queen bee heard the report, she immediately sent the brave General Longbill with thousands of elite troops to attack the boar. The boar was enjoying himself. He felt a little weak at the sight, but his voice was still strong: "You ungrateful creatures, get away from me, you wise ones!" Otherwise, don't blame my ruthless men! I will tear you apart! The long-mouthed general shouted: Shut up! You bold honey thief, today do not teach you, you do not know our bees! Say that finish, a wave of the arm, bee soldier bee will be like countless small fighter jets, to the wild boar pounce on. The wild boar had never seen such a formation before, and was so frightened that it danced and shouted. The brave bee-soldiers fell upon the boar, and stung him without regard to his eyes, nose, ears, or mouth. The arrogant boar did not expect bees so bad, no matter how strong it was, it could not stand the bee stings, so it hid from the east and west, even rolling and climbing, climbing to a large stone, and accidentally rolling down from the stone, so painful that he screamed. The horseman bees will not spare him, and they will chase him with all their might. The wild boar ignored the pain and ran away with a crooked leg. General Longbeak looked at the wild boar's embarrassment and laughed loudly at him: not now, welcome to taste the honey next time! Since then, this wild boar dare not arrogant, he put his large quietly changed in the eyes.