The new dress of the king - Andersen G.Kh. Hans Christian Andersen - The King's New Outfit: A Tale

Many years ago there lived a king who passionately loved outfits and new clothes and spent all his money on them. And he went out to his soldiers, and went to the theater or into the forest for a walk, only to show off in a new outfit. For every hour of the day he had a special camisole, and as they say about kings: “The king is in council”, so they always said about him: “The king is in the dressing room”

The city in which the king lived was large and lively, so foreign guests came every day, and one day two deceivers stopped by. They said they were weavers and declared that they could weave a wonderful fabric, better than which one could not even imagine. And the coloring is unusually good, and the pattern, and besides, the dress sewn from this fabric has the wonderful property of becoming invisible to any person who is sitting in the wrong place or impassibly stupid.

“That would be a wonderful dress! thought the king. - Put on such a dress - and you can immediately see who is sitting in the wrong place in your kingdom. And I can tell the smart from the stupid! Yes, let me quickly weave such a fabric!”

And he gave the deceivers a lot of money to get to work immediately.

The deceivers set up two looms and, well, to show that they are working, but they themselves have absolutely nothing on the looms. Without ceremony, they demanded the finest silk and the purest gold, pocketed everything and continued to work on empty machines until late at night.

“It would be nice to see how things are progressing!” - thought the king, but such was the vagueness in his soul when he remembered that a fool or one who is not fit for his place will not see the fabric. And although he believed that he had nothing to fear for himself, he nevertheless decided that it was better to send someone else to reconnoiter.

After all, the whole city already knew what a wonderful property the fabric has, and everyone was eager to see how useless or stupid his neighbor was.

“I will send my honest old minister to the weavers! the king decided. “Someone, if not him, should consider the fabric, because he is smart and, like no one else, fits his place better! ..”

And so the gallant old minister went to the hall where two deceivers were working on empty machines.

"Lord have mercy! thought the old minister, wide-eyed. “After all, I don’t see anything!”

But he didn't say it out loud.

And the deceivers invite him to come closer, ask if the colors are cheerful, if the patterns are good, and at the same time everyone points to the empty machines, and the poor minister, no matter how goggled his eyes, still saw nothing, because there was nothing to see.

“Oh my God! he thought. - Am I stupid? That's what I never thought! Just so no one knows! Am I not fit for my position? No, I can’t admit that I don’t see the fabric!”

Why don't you say anything? one of the weavers asked.

Oh, that's very cute! Absolutely charming! said the old minister, looking through his spectacles. - What a pattern, what colors! .. Yes, yes, I will report to the king that I like it very much!

Well, we are glad! - said the deceivers and, well, name the colors, explain the rare patterns. The old minister listened and memorized in order to report everything to the king exactly.

And so he did.

And the deceivers demanded more money, silk and gold: they say they need all this for weaving. But they pocketed all this again, not a single thread went into the fabric, and they themselves continued to weave on empty looms as before.

Soon the king sent another honest official to see how things were going, whether the fabric would soon be ready. And with this, the same thing happened as with the minister, he kept looking, looking, but he didn’t see anything, because there was nothing but empty machines.

Well, how? Is the fabric really good? - the deceivers ask and, well, explain, show a magnificent pattern, which did not even exist.

“I'm not stupid! thought the official. - So, then, I don’t go to the good place where I sit? Strange! In any case, you can’t even show it!”

And he began to praise the fabric, which he had not seen, and expressed his admiration for the beautiful colors and wonderful patterns.

Oh yes, it's absolutely adorable! he reported to the king.

And now the whole city started talking about what a magnificent fabric the weavers wove. And then the king himself decided to look at her, while she had not yet been removed from the loom.

With a whole crowd of chosen courtiers, among them both honest old officials who had already been there, he entered the two cunning deceivers. They weaved with all their might, although there was not a thread on the looms.

Fabulous! Is not it? - said both brave officials. - Deign to see, Your Majesty, what a pattern, what colors!

And they pointed to an empty machine, because they thought that others would certainly see the fabric.

"What's happened? thought the king. - I can not see anything! It's horrible. Am I stupid? Am I not fit to be king? You can't imagine worse!"

Oh, it's very beautiful! - said the king. - I give my highest approval!

He nodded contentedly and examined the empty machines, not wanting to admit that he did not see anything. And all his retinue looked, looked, and also saw no more than all the others, but they said after the king: “Oh, it is very beautiful!” - and advised him to sew an outfit from a new magnificent fabric for the upcoming solemn procession. "It's great! Wonderful! Perfect!" - just heard from all sides. Everyone was absolutely delighted. The king granted each of the deceivers a knight's cross in his buttonhole and honored them with the title of court weavers.

All night on the eve of the celebration, the deceivers sat sewing and burned more than sixteen candles. It was obvious to everyone that they were in a great hurry to get the king's new outfit done on time. They pretended to take the fabric off the looms, they cut the air with large scissors, they sewed with a needle without thread, and finally said:

Well, the outfit is ready!

The king entered them with his most distinguished courtiers, and the deceivers, raising their hands high, as if holding something in them, said:

Here are the pantaloons! Here is the jacket! Here is the mantle! - And so on. - Everything is light as a cobweb! It's time to think that there is nothing on the body, but this is the whole trick!

Yes Yes! - said the courtiers, although they saw absolutely nothing, because there was nothing to see.

And now, your royal highness, deign to take off your dress! - said the deceivers. - We will dress you in a new one, right here, in front of a large mirror!

The king undressed, and the deceivers pretended to put on him one part new clothes for another. They grabbed him around the waist and pretended to be attaching something - it was a train, and the king twirled and spun in front of the mirror.

Ah, how it goes! Oh, how wonderfully sits! - the courtiers spoke in a voice. - What a pattern, what colors! I have no words, luxury dress!

The canopy awaits, your majesty! - reported the chief of ceremonies. “He will be carried over you in a procession.

I am ready, said the king. - Does the dress fit well?

And he turned once more in front of the mirror - after all, it was necessary to show that he was carefully examining the outfit.

The chamberlains, who were supposed to carry the train, rummaged around with their hands on the floor and pretended to lift the train, and then went with arms outstretched- they did not dare to show that there was nothing to carry.

So the king went at the head of the procession under a luxurious canopy, and all the people in the street and in the windows said:

Ah, the king's new outfit is incomparable! And what a beautiful train. And the camisole looks wonderful!

Not a single person wanted to admit that he did not see anything, because this would mean that he was either stupid or sitting in the wrong place. None of the king's dress has ever aroused such delight.

Why, the king is naked! - suddenly said a child.

Lord God, listen to what an innocent baby says! his father said.

And everyone began to whisper to each other the words of the child.

He's naked! Here the child says that he is naked!

He's naked! shouted all the people at last. And the king felt uneasy: it seemed to him that the people were right, but he thought to himself: “We must endure the procession to the end.”

And he spoke even more majestic, and the chamberlains followed him, carrying a train that was not there.

The king's new dress (fairy tale)

Many years ago there was a king in the world: he loved to dress up so much that he spent all his money on new dresses, and parades, theaters, country walks occupied him only because he could appear there in a new outfit. For every hour of the day he had a special dress, and as they say about other kings: "The king is in council", so they said about him: "The king is in the dressing room."
In the capital of this king, life was very cheerful: almost every day foreign guests came, and once two deceivers appeared.

They pretended to be weavers and said that they could weave such a wonderful fabric, better than which nothing could be imagined: in addition to an unusually beautiful pattern and color, it is still different. amazing property- to become invisible to any person who sits in the wrong place or is impenetrably stupid.
“Yes, this will be a dress! thought the king. - Then after all, I can find out which of my dignitaries is out of place and who is smart and who is stupid. Let them quickly weave such a fabric for me.
And he gave the deceivers a big deposit, so that they immediately set to work.
They set up two looms and pretended to work hard, while they themselves had absolutely nothing on the looms. Not at all embarrassed, they demanded the finest silk and the purest gold for work, they put all this in their pockets and sat at empty machines from morning until late at night. “I would like to see how things are going!” thought the king. But then he remembered miraculous property tissue, and he felt somehow uncomfortable. Of course, he has nothing to fear for himself, but ... still, it would be better for someone else to go first! In the meantime, the rumor about the outlandish fabric spread throughout the city, and everyone was burning with the desire to quickly convince themselves of the stupidity or unsuitability of their neighbor.
“I’ll send my honest old minister to them,” thought the king. - He will examine the fabric: he is smart and how
no one else fits his position."
And so the old minister entered the hall, where deceivers were sitting at empty benches.
"Lord have mercy! thought the minister, wide-eyed. “But I don’t see anything!” Only he didn't say it out loud. The deceivers respectfully asked him to come closer and tell him how much he liked the pattern and colors. At the same time, they pointed to the empty machines, and no matter how the poor minister stared, he still did not see anything. And there was nothing to see. “Oh you, Lord! he thought. - Am I stupid? That's something I never thought! God forbid, someone will find out! .. Or maybe I'm not fit for my position? .. No, no, you can’t admit that I don’t see the fabric!
Why don't you tell us anything? one of the weavers asked.
- Oh, that's sweet! answered the old minister, looking through his spectacles. - What a pattern, what colors! Yes, yes, I will report to the king that I am extremely pleased with your work!
- Glad to try! - said the deceivers and began to paint, what an extraordinary pattern and combination of colors. The Minister listened very attentively, so that later he could repeat all this to the King. And so he did.
Now the deceivers began to demand more more money, silk and gold; but they only stuffed their pockets, and not a single thread went to work. As before, they sat at empty looms and pretended to weave.
Then the king sent another worthy dignitary to the weavers. He had to see how things were going and see if the work would be finished soon. It was the same with him as with the first. He was already looking, looking with all his eyes, but still he saw nothing but empty machines.
- Well, how do you like it? - the deceivers asked him, showing the fabric and praising the patterns, which did not even exist.
"I'm not stupid," thought the dignitary. "So I'm in the wrong place?" Here's one for you! However, you can’t even show it!”
And he began to praise the fabric that he had not seen, admiring beautiful pattern and color combinations.
- Premilo, premilo! he reported to the king. Soon the whole town was talking about the delightful fabric. Finally, the king himself wished to admire the curiosity while it was not yet removed from the machine.
With a whole retinue of selected courtiers and dignitaries, among whom were the first two, who had already seen the fabric, the king appeared to the cunning deceivers, who weaved tirelessly on empty looms.

Tales of Andersen

Summary of the fairy tale "The King's New Dress":

The king's new dress is cheerful and instructive tale Andersen about how 2 deceivers came to the kingdom and offered the king to sew gorgeous dress from the finest and beautiful material, which had a magical property - if a person took the wrong place or was a liar, then for him the fabric seemed transparent. The king became interested in a new dress with such magical properties and paid the deceivers a great deal of money to make such a dress for him. For several days, the deceivers pretended to be sewing a new dress on looms, but in fact they appropriated all the money, and spun air on the looms. The king sent his ministers several times to check how things were with the new dress, but they saw nothing but empty machines, but so that they would not be thought that they were in the wrong place or that they were liars, they agreed with the deceivers that the patterns beautiful and the fabric too. The king himself also did not see anything, but he also had to lie that he sees beautiful patterns and the bright colors of the fabric, although in fact no one saw anything. Then, when the new dress for the king was ready, the deceivers pretended to dress up the king, putting on one part of the dress, then another. And the king, in his new dress, went out for a walk around the city. Exclamations of admiration for the new dress of the king rushed from all sides until one a little boy did not shout: - "And the king is naked!".

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Many years ago, there was a king who passionately loved outfits and new clothes and spent all his money on them. And he went out to his soldiers, and went to the theater or into the forest for a walk, only to show off in a new outfit. For every hour of the day he had a special camisole, and as they say about kings: "The king is in council", so they always said about him: "The king is in the dressing room."

The city in which the king lived was large and lively, so that foreign guests came every day, and one day two deceivers stopped by. They said they were weavers and declared that they could weave a wonderful fabric, better than which one could not even imagine. And the coloring is unusually good, and the pattern, and besides, the dress sewn from this fabric has the wonderful property of becoming invisible to any person who is sitting in the wrong place or impassibly stupid.

“That would be a wonderful dress!” the king thought. “I put on such a dress and immediately see who is sitting in the wrong place in your kingdom. And I will also be able to distinguish the smart from the stupid! Yes, let me weave such a fabric as soon as possible!”

And he gave the deceivers a lot of money to get to work immediately.

The deceivers set up two looms and, well, to show that they are working, but they themselves have absolutely nothing on the looms. Without ceremony they demanded the finest silk and the purest gold, pocketed everything and continued to work on empty machines until late at night.

"It would be nice to see how things are progressing!" - thought the king, but such was the vagueness in his soul when he remembered that a fool or one who is not fit for his place will not see the fabric. And although he believed that he had nothing to fear for himself, he nevertheless decided that it would be better to send someone else to scout.

After all, the whole city already knew what a wonderful property the fabric has, and everyone was eager to see how useless or stupid his neighbor was.

“I will send my honest old minister to the weavers!” decided the king.

And so the gallant old minister went to the hall where two deceivers were working on empty machines.

"Lord, have mercy!" thought the old minister, and his eyes widened. "After all, I don't see anything!"

But he didn't say it out loud.

“Oh my God!” he thought. “Am I really a fool? I never thought!

Why don't you say anything? one of the weavers asked.

Oh, that's very cute! Absolutely charming! said the old minister, looking through his spectacles. - What a pattern, what colors! Yes, yes, I will report to the king that I am extremely pleased!

Well, we are glad! - said the deceivers and, well, name the colors, explain the rare patterns. The old minister listened and memorized in order to report everything to the king exactly.

And so he did.

Well, how? Is the fabric really good? - the deceivers ask and, well, explain, show a magnificent pattern, which did not even exist.

"I'm not stupid!" thought the official. "So, then, I don't go up to the good place where I'm sitting?

And he began to praise the fabric, which he had not seen, and expressed his admiration for the beautiful colors and wonderful patterns.

Oh yes, it's absolutely adorable! he reported to the king.

And now the whole city started talking about what a magnificent fabric the weavers wove.

And then the king himself decided to look at her, while she had not yet been removed from the loom.

Fabulous! Is not it? - said both brave officials. - Deign to see, Your Majesty, what a pattern, what colors!

And they pointed to an empty machine, because they thought that others would certainly see the fabric.

"What is it?" thought the king. "I can't see anything! It's terrible. Am I really stupid? Or am I not fit to be a king? You can't imagine worse!"

Oh, it's very beautiful! - said the king. - I give my highest approval!

Oi nodded contentedly and examined the empty machines, not wanting to admit that he did not see anything. And all his retinue looked, looked, and also saw no more than all the others, but they said after the king: "Oh, it is very beautiful!" - and advised him to sew an outfit from a new magnificent fabric for the upcoming solemn procession. "It's great! Wonderful! Excellent!"

Just heard from all sides. Everyone was absolutely delighted. The king granted each of the deceivers a knight's cross in his buttonhole and honored them with the title of court weavers.

Well, the outfit is ready!

The king entered them with his most distinguished courtiers, and the deceivers, raising their hand high, as if holding something in it, said:

Here are the pantaloons! Here is the jacket! Here is the mantle! - And so on. - Everything is light as a cobweb! It is just right to think that there is nothing on the body, but this is the whole trick!

Yes Yes! - said the courtiers, although they saw absolutely nothing, because there was nothing to see.

And now, your royal highness, deign to take off your dress! - said the deceivers. - We will dress you in a new one, right here, in front of a large mirror!

The king undressed, and the deceivers pretended to put on him one piece of new clothes after another. They grabbed him by the waist and pretended to be attaching something - it was a train, and the king twirled and spun in front of the mirror.

Ah, how it goes! Oh, how wonderfully sits! - the courtiers spoke in a voice. - What a pattern, what colors! No words, gorgeous dress!

The canopy awaits, your majesty! - reported the master of ceremonies. “He will be carried over you in a procession.

I am ready, said the king. - Does the dress fit well?

And he once again turned in front of the mirror, because it was necessary to show that he was carefully examining the outfit.

The chamberlains, who were supposed to carry the train, rummaged around with their hands on the floor and pretended to lift the train, and then went with their arms outstretched - they did not dare to give a look that there was nothing to carry.

So the king went at the head of the procession under a luxurious canopy, and all the people in the street and in the windows said:

Ah, the king's new outfit is incomparable! And what a beautiful train! And the camisole looks wonderful!

Why, he's naked! - suddenly said a child.

Lord God, listen to what an innocent baby says! his father said.

And everyone began to whisper to each other the words of the child.

He's naked! Here the child says that he is naked!

He's naked! shouted all the people at last.

And the king felt uneasy: it seemed to him that the people were right, but he thought to himself: "We must endure the procession to the end."

And he spoke even more majestic, and the chamberlains followed him, carrying a train that was not there.

The tale of how two cunning people deceived the king. They made him a dress of "wonderful fabric", which only a fool does not see. However, the king himself does not notice the dress, though he is ashamed to admit it. Everyone admires the king's non-existent outfit, and only a child notices that the king is naked...

The King's new dress read

Many years ago there was a king in the world; he loved to dress up so much that he spent all his money on new dresses, and parades, theaters, country walks occupied him only because he could then show himself in a new outfit. He had a special outfit for every hour of the day, and as other kings are often said: "The king is in council", so they said about him: "The king is in the dressing room."

In the capital of this king life was very cheerful; foreign guests came almost every day, and one day two deceivers appeared.

They pretended to be weavers and said that they could make such a wonderful fabric, better than which nothing could be imagined: in addition to an unusually beautiful pattern and color, it also has an amazing property - to become invisible to any person who is out of place or impassibly stupid .

“Yes, this will be a dress! thought the king. - Then after all, I can find out which of my dignitaries is out of place and who is smart and who is stupid. Let them make such a fabric for me as soon as possible.

And he gave the deceivers a big deposit, so that they immediately set to work.

They set up two looms and pretended to work hard, while they themselves had absolutely nothing on the looms. Not at all embarrassed, they demanded the finest silk and the purest gold for work, they hid all this in their pockets and sat at empty machines from morning until late at night.

“I would like to see how things are going!” thought the king. But then he remembered the wonderful property of the fabric, and he felt somehow uneasy. Of course, he has nothing to fear for himself, but… still, it would be better for someone else to go first! In the meantime, the rumor about the outlandish fabric spread throughout the city, and everyone was burning with the desire to quickly convince themselves of the stupidity or unsuitability of their neighbor.

“I’ll send my honest old minister to them,” thought the king. “He’ll look at the fabric: he’s smart and takes his place with honor.”

And so the old minister entered the hall, where deceivers were sitting at empty machines.

"Lord have mercy! thought the minister, wide-eyed. “But I don’t see anything!”

Only he didn't say it out loud.

The deceivers respectfully asked him to come closer and tell him how much he liked the pattern and colors. At the same time, they pointed to empty machines, and the poor minister, no matter how goggled his eyes, still did not see anything. And there was nothing to see.

“Oh my God! he thought. - Am I stupid? That's something I never thought! God forbid, someone will find out! .. Or maybe I'm not fit for my position? .. No, no, you can’t admit that I don’t see the fabric!

Why don't you tell us anything? one of the weavers asked.

Oh, this is sweet! answered the old minister, looking through his spectacles. - What a pattern, what colors! Yes, yes, I will report to the king that I am extremely pleased with your work!

Happy to try! - said the deceivers and began to paint, what an extraordinary pattern and combination of colors. The Minister listened very attentively so that later he could repeat all this to the King. And so he did.

Now the deceivers began to demand even more money, silk and gold; but they only stuffed their pockets, and not a single thread went to work. As before, they sat at empty looms and pretended to weave.

Then the king sent another worthy dignitary to the weavers. He had to see how things were going and see if the work would be finished soon. It was the same with him as with the first. He looked and looked, but still, he didn’t see anything but empty machines.

Well, how do you like it? - the deceivers asked him, showing the fabric and explaining the patterns, which did not even exist.

"I'm not stupid," thought the dignitary. "So I'm out of place?" Here's one for you! However, you can’t even show it!”

And he began to praise the fabric, which he had not seen, admiring the beautiful pattern and combination of colors.

Premium, premium! he reported to the king.

Soon the whole town was talking about the delightful fabric.

Finally, the king himself wished to admire the curiosity, while it had not yet been removed from the machine.

With a whole retinue of selected courtiers and dignitaries, among whom were the first two who had already seen the fabric, the king appeared to the cunning deceivers, weaving with all their might on empty looms.

Magnifique! (Wonderful - French) Isn't it? - exclaimed the dignitaries who had already been here. - Wouldn't you like to admire? What a drawing ... and paints! And they poked their fingers into space, imagining that everyone else was seeing the cloth.

“What nonsense! thought the king. - I can not see anything! After all, it's terrible! I'm stupid, right? Or am I not fit to be king? That would be the worst!”

Oh yes, very, very nice! said the king at last. - Deserves my approval!

And he nodded his head with a satisfied look, examining the empty machines - he did not want to admit that he did not see anything. The retinue of the king looked with all eyes, but saw no more than he himself; and yet they all said with one voice: “Very, very nice!” - and advised the king to make himself an outfit from this fabric for the upcoming solemn procession.

Magnifique! Wonderful! Excellent! - only heard from all sides; everyone was so excited! The king awarded the deceivers with a knight's cross in his buttonhole and granted them the title of court weavers.

All night on the eve of the celebration, the deceivers sat at work and burned more than sixteen candles - it was clear to everyone that they tried very hard to finish the king's new dress by the deadline. They pretended to take the fabric off the looms, cut it with large scissors, and then sew it with needles without thread. Finally they announced:

The king, accompanied by his retinue, came to dress them himself. The deceivers raised their hands as if they were holding something, saying:

Here are the pantaloons, here is the camisole, here is the caftan! Great outfit! Light as a web, and you won't feel it on your body! But that's the beauty of it!

Yes Yes! - said the courtiers, but they did not see anything - there was nothing to see.

And now, your royal majesty, deign to undress and stand right here in front of a large mirror! the deceivers said to the king. - We will dress you!

The king stripped naked, and the deceivers began to dress him up: they pretended to put on him one piece of clothing after another and finally attach something at the shoulders and waist - it was they who put the royal mantle on him! And the king turned in front of the mirror in all directions.

God, how's it going! What a wonderful sitting! - whispered in the retinue. - What a pattern, what colors! Luxurious dress!

The canopy is waiting! - reported the chief of ceremonies.

I'm ready! - said the king. - Does the dress fit well?

And he turned once more in front of the mirror: after all, it was necessary to show that he was carefully examining his outfit.

Chamberlains who were supposed to carry the plume royal mantle, pretended to lift something from the floor, and followed the king, stretching out their hands in front of them - they did not dare to pretend that they did not see anything.

And so the king marched through the streets under a luxurious canopy, and the people who had gathered on the streets said:

Oh, how beautiful is this new dress of the king! What a wonderful sitting! What a luxurious robe!

Not a single person admitted that he did not see anything, no one wanted to admit that he was stupid or sitting in the wrong place. No dress of the king has ever caused such enthusiasm.

Why, he's naked! shouted a little boy suddenly.

Listen to what an innocent baby says! - said his father, and everyone began to whisper to each other the words of the child.

Why, he's completely naked! Here the boy says that he is not dressed at all! shouted all the people at last.

And the king was terrified: it seemed to him that they were right, but it was necessary to bring the ceremony to the end!

And he acted even more majestic under his canopy, and the chamberlains followed him, supporting the mantle, which was not there.

(Ill. N. Goltz)

Published: Mishkoy 02.11.2017 11:43 10.04.2018

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In the capital of this king life was very cheerful; foreign guests came almost every day, and one day two deceivers appeared. They pretended to be weavers and said that they could make such a wonderful fabric, better than which nothing could be imagined: in addition to an unusually beautiful pattern and color, it also has an amazing property - to become invisible to any person who is out of place or impassibly stupid .

And he gave the deceivers a big deposit, so that they immediately set to work.

“I would like to see how things are going!” thought the king. But then he remembered the wonderful property of the fabric, and he felt somehow uneasy. Of course, he has nothing to fear for himself, but... still, it would be better for someone else to go first! In the meantime, the rumor about the outlandish fabric spread throughout the city, and everyone was burning with the desire to quickly convince themselves of the stupidity or unsuitability of their neighbor.