Find something I don’t know what a fairy tale is. Go there, I don’t know where, bring something, I don’t know what

In a certain state there lived a king who was single - not married. He had a shooter in his service named Andrei.

Once Andrei the shooter went hunting. I walked and walked all day through the forest - no luck, I couldn’t attack the game. It was late in the evening, and when he goes back, he spins. He sees a turtle dove sitting on a tree. “Give me,” he thinks, “I’ll shoot at least this one.” He shot and wounded her - the turtledove fell from the tree onto the damp ground. Andrei picked her up and wanted to twist her head and put it in her bag.

Don’t destroy me, Andrei the shooter, don’t cut off my head, take me alive, bring me home, put me in the window. Yes, look how drowsiness comes over me - then hit me with your right hand backhand: you will achieve great happiness.

Andrei the shooter was surprised: what is it? It looks like a bird, but speaks with a human voice. He brought the turtledove home, sat it on the window, and stood there waiting.

A little time passed, the turtle dove put its head under its wing and dozed off. Andrei remembered what she was punishing him and hit her with his right hand. The turtle dove fell to the ground and turned into a maiden, Marya the Princess, so beautiful that you couldn’t imagine it, you couldn’t imagine it, you could only tell it in a fairy tale.

Princess Marya says to the shooter:

Managed to take me, know how to hold me - with a leisurely feast and for the wedding. I will be your honest and cheerful wife.

That's how we got along. Andrei the shooter married Princess Marya and lives with his young wife, making fun of her. And he doesn’t forget the service: every morning, before dawn, he goes into the forest, shoots game and carries it to the royal kitchen. They lived like this for a short time, Princess Marya says:

You live poorly, Andrey!

Yes, as you can see.

Get a hundred rubles, buy various silks with this money, I’ll fix the whole thing.

Andrei obeyed, went to his comrades, from whom he borrowed a ruble, from whom he borrowed two, bought various silks and brought them to his wife. Princess Marya took the silk and said:

Go to bed, the morning is wiser than the evening. Andrei went to bed, and Princess Marya sat down to weave. All night long she weaved and weaved a carpet, the likes of which had never been seen in the whole world: the whole kingdom was painted on it, with cities and villages, with forests and fields, and birds in the sky, and animals in the mountains, and fish in the seas; the moon and the sun walk around...

The next morning, Princess Marya gives the carpet to her husband:

Take it to the Gostiny Dvor, sell it to the merchants, and look, don’t ask for your price, and take whatever they give you.

Andrei took the carpet, hung it on his hand and walked along the living room rows.

One merchant runs up to him:

Listen, sir, how much are you asking?

You are a salesman, give me the price. So the merchant thought and thought - he couldn’t appreciate the carpet. Another one jumped up, followed by another. A large crowd of merchants has gathered, they look at the carpet, marvel, but cannot appreciate it.

At that time, the tsar's adviser was passing by the rows, and he wanted to know what the merchants were talking about. He got out of the carriage, pushed his way through the great crowd and asked:

Hello, merchants, overseas guests! What are you talking about?

Either way, we can’t evaluate the carpet. The royal adviser looked at the carpet and was amazed himself:

Tell me, shooter, tell me the true truth: where did you get such a nice carpet?

So and so, my wife embroidered.

How much should I give you for it?

And I don’t know myself. My wife told me not to bargain: whatever they give is ours.

Well, here's ten thousand for you, shooter. Andrey took the money, gave the carpet and went home. And the royal adviser went to the king and showed him the carpet. The king looked - his entire kingdom was on the carpet in full view. He gasped:

Well, whatever you want, I won’t give you the carpet!

The king took out twenty thousand rubles and gave them to the adviser from hand to hand. The adviser took the money and thinks. “Nothing, I’ll order another one for myself, even better.” He got back into the carriage and rode off to the settlement. He found the hut where Andrei the shooter lives and knocks on the door. Princess Marya opens the door for him. The Tsar's adviser raised one leg over the threshold, but could not bear the other, fell silent and forgot about his business: such a beauty stood in front of him, he would not have taken his eyes off her, he would have kept looking and looking.

Princess Marya waited, waited for an answer, turned the royal adviser by the shoulders and closed the door. With difficulty he came to his senses and reluctantly trudged home. And from that time on, he eats without eating and drinks without getting drunk: he still imagines the rifleman’s wife.

The king noticed this and began to ask what kind of trouble he had.

The adviser says to the king:

Oh, I saw one shooter’s wife, I keep thinking about her! And you can’t wash it down, you can’t eat it, you can’t bewitch it with any potion.

The king wanted to see the rifleman's wife himself. He dressed in a simple dress, went to the settlement, found the hut where Andrei the shooter lives, and knocks on the door. Princess Marya opened the door for him. The king raised one leg over the threshold, but couldn’t do the other, he was completely numb: standing before him was an indescribable beauty.

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Go there - I don’t know where, bring that - I don’t know what (Russian fairy tale)

Andrei took a bag of crackers and a ring, said goodbye to his wife and went to the king to ask for a traveling companion. There was nothing to be done, the king agreed, and ordered the adviser to go with Andrei to the next world.
So the two of them set out on the road. Andrey threw the ring - it rolls. Andrei follows him through clear fields, moss-swamps, rivers-lakes, and the royal adviser trails behind Andrei.
They get tired of walking, eat some crackers, and then hit the road again.
Whether close, whether far, soon, or briefly, they came to a dense, dense forest, descended into a deep ravine, and then the ring stopped.
Andrei and the royal adviser sat down to eat crackers. Lo and behold, past them on the old, old king, two devils were carrying firewood - a huge cart - and driving the king with clubs, one from the right side, the other from the left.
Andrey says:
- Look, no way, is this our late Tsar-Father?
- You’re right, he’s the one carrying the firewood.
Andrey shouted to the devils:
- Hey, gentlemen, devils! Free this dead man for me, at least for a little while, I need to ask him something.
The devils answer:
- We have time to wait! Shall we carry the firewood ourselves?
- Take a fresh person from me to replace you.
Well, the devils unharnessed the old king, in his place they harnessed the royal adviser to the cart and let him drive him on both sides with clubs; he bends, but is lucky.
Andrei began to ask the old king about his life.
“Ah, Andrei the shooter,” the king answers, “my life in the next world is bad!” Bow down to my son and tell him that I firmly order him not to offend people, otherwise the same thing will happen to him.
As soon as they had time to talk, the devils were already heading back with an empty cart. Andrei said goodbye to the old king, took the royal adviser from the devils, and they went back.
They come to their kingdom, appear in the palace.
The king saw the shooter and attacked him in anger:
- How dare you go back?
Andrey the shooter answers:
-So and so, I was in the next world with your late parent. He lives poorly, ordered you to bow and firmly punished you not to offend people.
- How can you prove that you went to the next world and saw my parent?
“And by this I will prove that your adviser still has signs on his back of how the devils drove him with clubs.”
Then the king was convinced that there was nothing to do - he let Andrei go home. And he himself tells the adviser.
- Think about how to kill the shooter, otherwise my sword will be your head off your shoulders.
The royal adviser went and hung his nose even lower. He goes into a tavern, sits down at the table, and asks for wine. The tavern's tavern runs up to him:
- What, the royal adviser, are you upset? Bring me a glass, I'll give you some ideas.
The adviser brought him a glass of wine and told him about his grief. The tavern's tavern says to him:
- Go back and tell the king to give the shooter this service - not only to perform it, it’s difficult to even imagine: send him to distant lands, to the thirtieth kingdom to get the cat Bayun...
The Tsar's adviser ran to the Tsar and told him what service to give to the shooter so that he would not return back. The Tsar sends for Andrei.
- Well, Andrei, you have served me a service, serve me another: go to the thirtieth kingdom and get me the cat Bayun. Otherwise, my sword is your head off your shoulders.
Andrei went home, hung his head below his shoulders and told his wife what kind of service the king had assigned him.
- There is something to worry about! - Princess Marya says. - This is not a service, but a service, the service will be ahead. Go to bed, the morning is wiser in the evening.
Andrei went to bed, and Princess Marya went to the forge and ordered the blacksmiths to forge three iron caps, iron tongs and three rods: one iron, another copper, the third tin.
Early in the morning, Princess Marya woke up Andrei:
- Here are three caps and pincers and three rods for you, go to distant lands, to the thirtieth state. You won’t reach three miles, a strong sleep will begin to overcome you - the cat Bayun will let you fall asleep. Don’t sleep, throw your arm over your arm, drag your leg over your leg, and roll wherever you want. And if you fall asleep, the cat Bayun will kill you.
And then Princess Marya taught him how and what to do, and sent him on his way.
Soon the tale is told, but not soon the deed is done; Andrei the shooter came to the thirtieth kingdom. Three miles away, sleep began to overcome him. Andrei puts three iron caps on his head, throws his arm over his arm, drags his leg over his leg - he walks, and then rolls around like a roller.
Somehow I managed to doze off and found myself at a high pillar.
The cat Bayun saw Andrei, grumbled, purred and jumped from the pole onto his head! He broke one cap and broke another, so he took up the third one. Then Andrei the shooter grabbed the cat with pincers, dragged him to the ground and let him fix it with the rods. First, he flogged him with an iron rod - he broke the iron one, began to treat him with a copper rod - and he broke this one and began to beat him with a tin rod.
The tin rod bends, does not break, and wraps around the ridge. Andrei beats, and the cat Bayun began to tell fairy tales: about priests, about clerks, about priests’ daughters. Andrey doesn’t listen to him, but he’s harassing him with a rod.
The cat became unbearable - he saw that it was impossible to speak, so he prayed:
- Leave me, good man! Whatever you need, I will do everything for you.
-Will you come with me?
- I’ll go wherever you want.
Andrey went back and took the cat with him. He reached his kingdom, came with the cat to the palace and said to the king:
- So and so, I fulfilled my service and got you the cat Bayun.
The king was surprised and said:
- Come on, cat Bayun, show great passion!
Here the cat sharpens its claws, gets along with the king, wants to tear his white chest, take out his living heart.
The king was afraid:
- Andrey the shooter, please calm down the cat Bayun!
Andrei calmed the cat down and locked him in a cage, and he himself went home to Princess Marya. He lives and gets along, amuses himself with his young wife. And the king’s heart shivers even more. Again he called the adviser:
- Come up with whatever you want, harass Andrei the shooter, otherwise my sword will be your head off your shoulders.
The Tsar's adviser goes straight to the tavern, found a tavern tavern there in a torn caftan and asks him to help him out, to bring him to his senses. Tavern tereb drank a glass of wine and wiped his mustache.
“Go,” he says, “to the king and say: let him send Andrei the shooter there - I don’t know where, to bring something - I don’t know what.” Andrei will never complete this task and will not return back.
The adviser ran to the king and reported everything to him. The Tsar sends for Andrei.

- You have served me two services, serve me a third: go there - I don’t know where, bring that - I don’t know what. If you serve, I will reward you royally, otherwise my sword will be your head off your shoulders.
Andrei came home, sat down on the bench and cried. Princess Marya asks him:
- What, dear, are you sad? Or some other misfortune?
Eh,” he says, “through your beauty I bring all misfortunes!” The king told me to go there - I don’t know where, to bring something - I don’t know what.
- This is service! Well, never mind, go to bed, the morning is wiser than the evening.
Princess Marya waited until nightfall, opened the magic book, read, read, threw the book and grabbed her head: the book said nothing about the Tsar’s riddle. Princess Marya went out onto the porch, took out a handkerchief and waved. All sorts of birds flew in, all kinds of animals came running.
Princess Marya asks them:
- Beasts of the forest, birds of the sky - you animals prowl everywhere, you birds fly everywhere - haven’t you heard how to get there - I don’t know where, to bring something - I don’t know what?
The animals and birds answered:
- No, Princess Marya, we haven’t heard about that.
Princess Marya waved her handkerchief - the animals and birds disappeared as if they had never been. She waved another time - two giants appeared in front of her:
- Anything? What do you need?
- My faithful servants, take me to the middle of the Ocean-Sea.
The giants picked up Princess Marya, carried her to the Ocean-Sea and stood in the middle, on the very abyss - they themselves stood like pillars, and they held her in their arms. Princess Marya waved her handkerchief, and all the reptiles and fish of the sea swam to her.
- You, reptiles and fish of the sea, you swim everywhere, you visit all the islands, haven’t you heard how to get there - I don’t know where, bring something - I don’t know what?
- No, Princess Marya, we haven’t heard about that.
Princess Marya began to spin and ordered to be carried home. The giants picked her up, brought her to Andreev's yard, and placed her at the porch.
Early in the morning, Princess Marya got Andrei ready for the journey and gave him a ball of thread and an embroidered fly (the fly is a towel).
- Throw the ball in front of you, and wherever it rolls, go there too. Yes, look, wherever you come, you will wash your face, don’t wipe yourself with someone else’s fly, but wipe yourself with mine.

Andrei said goodbye to Princess Marya, bowed to four sides and went beyond the outpost. He threw the ball in front of him, the ball rolled - it rolls and rolls. Andrey follows him.
Soon the fairy tale is told, but not soon the deed is done. Andrei passed through many kingdoms and lands. The ball rolls, the thread stretches from it; it became a small ball, about the size of a chicken head; That’s how small he has become, you can’t even see it on the road... Andrei reached the forest and saw: there was a hut on chicken legs.
- Hut, hut, turn your front to me, your back to the forest!
The hut turned around, Andrei entered and saw: a gray-haired old woman sitting on a bench, spinning a tow.
- Fu, fu! The Russian spirit has never been heard of, it has not been seen, but now the Russian spirit has come on its own. I’ll fry you in the oven and eat you and ride on your bones.
Andrey answers the old woman:
- Why are you, old Baba Yaga, going to eat a dear person! A dear person is bony and black, you heat the bathhouse first, wash me, steam me, then eat.
Baba Yaga heated the bathhouse. Andrei evaporated, washed himself, took out his wife’s fly and began to wipe himself with it.
Baba Yaga asks:
-Where did you get your fly from? My daughter embroidered it.
- Your daughter is my wife, and she gave me a fly.
- Oh, beloved son-in-law, what should I treat you with?
Here Baba Yaga prepared dinner, set out all sorts of dishes, wines and honey. Andrey doesn’t boast, he sat down at the table and let’s gobble it up. Baba Yaga sat down next to him - he was eating, she asked how he married Princess Marya and whether they lived well? Andrei told everything: how he got married and how the king sent him there - I don’t know where, to get something - I don’t know what.

In a certain state there lived a king who was single and not married. He had a shooter in his service named Andrei.

Once Andrei the shooter went hunting. I walked and walked all day through the forest - no luck, I couldn’t attack the game. It was late in the evening, and he was going back, spinning. He sees a turtle dove sitting on a tree.

“Give me,” he thinks, “I’ll shoot at least this one.”

He shot and wounded her, and the turtledove fell from the tree onto the damp ground. Andrei picked her up and wanted to twist her head and put it in her bag.

“Don’t destroy me, Andrei the shooter, don’t cut off my head, take me alive, bring me home, put me in the window.” Yes, look how drowsiness comes over me - then hit me with your right hand backhand: you will bring yourself great happiness.

Andrei the shooter was surprised: what is it? It looks like a bird, but speaks with a human voice. He brought the turtledove home, put it on the window, and stood there waiting.

A little time passed, the turtledove put her head under her wing and dozed off. Andrei remembered what she was punishing him and hit her with his right hand. The turtledove fell to the ground and turned into a maiden, Princess Marya, so beautiful that you couldn’t even imagine it, you couldn’t imagine it, you could only tell it in a fairy tale.

Princess Marya says to the shooter:

- You managed to take me, know how to hold me - with a leisurely feast and for the wedding. I will be your honest and cheerful wife.

That's how they got along. Andrei the shooter married Princess Marya and lives with his young wife - he makes fun of him. And he doesn’t forget the service: every morning, before dawn, he goes into the forest, shoots game and carries it to the royal kitchen.

They lived like this for a short time, Princess Marya says:

- You live poorly, Andrey!

- Yes, as you can see for yourself.

“Get a hundred rubles, buy various silks with this money, I’ll fix the whole thing.”

Andrei obeyed, went to his comrades, from whom he borrowed a ruble, from whom he borrowed two, bought various silks and brought them to his wife. Princess Marya took the silk and said:

- Go to bed, the morning is wiser than the evening. Andrei went to bed, and Princess Marya sat down to weave. All night long she wove and weaved a carpet, the likes of which had never been seen in the whole world: the whole kingdom was painted on it, with cities and villages, with forests and fields, and birds in the sky, and animals on the mountains, and fish in the seas; the moon and the sun walk around...

The next morning, Princess Marya gives the carpet to her husband:

“Take it to the Gostiny Dvor, sell it to the merchants, and look, don’t ask for your price, and take whatever they give you.”

Andrei took the carpet, hung it on his hand and walked along the living room rows.

One merchant runs up to him:

- Listen, sir, how much are you asking?

- You are a salesman, give me the price.

So the merchant thought and thought - he couldn’t appreciate the carpet. Another one jumped up, followed by another. A large crowd of merchants has gathered, they look at the carpet, marvel, but cannot appreciate it.

At that time, the tsar's adviser was passing by the rows, and he wanted to know what the merchants were talking about. He got out of the carriage, pushed his way through the great crowd and asked:

- Hello, merchants, overseas guests! What are you talking about?

- So and so, we can’t evaluate the carpet.

The royal adviser looked at the carpet and was amazed himself:

- Tell me, shooter, tell me the true truth: where did you get such a nice carpet?

- So and so, my wife embroidered.

- How much should I give you for it?

- I don’t know myself. My wife told me not to bargain: whatever they give is ours.

- Well, here's ten thousand for you, shooter.

Andrey took the money, gave the carpet and went home. And the royal adviser went to the king and showed him the carpet.

The king looked and saw his entire kingdom in full view on the carpet. He gasped:

- Well, whatever you want, I won’t give you the carpet!

The king took out twenty thousand rubles and gave them to the adviser from hand to hand. The adviser took the money and thought: “Nothing, I’ll order another one for myself, even better.”

He got back into the carriage and rode off to the settlement. He found the hut where Andrei the shooter lives and knocks on the door. Princess Marya opens the door for him. The Tsar's adviser raised one leg over the threshold, but could not bear the other, fell silent and forgot about his business: such a beauty stood in front of him, he would not have taken his eyes off her, he would have kept looking and looking.

Princess Marya waited and waited for an answer, then turned the royal adviser by the shoulders and closed the door. With difficulty he came to his senses and reluctantly trudged home. And from that time on, he eats without being full and drinks without getting drunk: he still imagines the rifleman’s wife.

The king noticed this and began to ask what kind of trouble he had.

The adviser says to the king:

- Oh, I saw one shooter’s wife, I keep thinking about her! And you can’t wash it down, or eat it, you can’t bewitch it with any potion.

Princess Marya waited and waited for an answer, turned the king by the shoulders and closed the door.

The king's heart was pinched. “Why,” he thinks, “am I single, not married? I wish I could marry this beauty! She’s not meant to be a shooter, she’s destined to be a queen.”

The king returned to the palace and conceived a bad thought - to beat his wife away from her living husband. He calls the adviser and says:

- Think about how to kill Andrei the shooter. I want to marry his wife. If you come up with it, I’ll reward you with cities, villages, and a gold treasury; if you don’t, I’ll take your head off your shoulders.

The tsar's adviser began to spin, went and hung his nose. He can’t figure out how to kill the shooter. Yes, out of grief, he turned into a tavern to drink some wine.

- Throw the ball in front of you, and wherever it rolls, go there too. Yes, look, wherever you go, you will wash your face, don’t wipe yourself with someone else’s fly, but wipe yourself with mine.

Andrei said goodbye to Princess Marya, bowed to four sides and went beyond the outpost. He threw the ball in front of him, the ball rolled and rolled and rolled. Andrey follows him.

Soon the fairy tale is told, but not soon the deed is done. Andrei passed through many kingdoms and lands. The ball rolls, the thread stretches from it; it became a small ball, about the size of a chicken head; That's how small he has become, you can't even see it on the road... Andrei reached the forest and saw: there was a hut on chicken legs.

- Hut, hut, turn your front to me, your back to the forest!

The hut turned around, Andrei entered and saw: a gray-haired old woman sitting on a bench, spinning.

- Fu, fu, the Russian spirit has never been heard of, never seen, but now the Russian spirit has come on its own. I’ll fry you in the oven and eat you and ride on your bones.

Andrey answers the old woman:

- Why are you, old Baba Yaga, going to eat a dear person! A dear man is bony and black, you heat the bathhouse first, wash me, steam me, then eat.

Baba Yaga heated the bathhouse. Andrei evaporated, washed himself, took out his wife’s fly and began to wipe himself with it.

Baba Yaga asks:

-Where did you get your fly from? My daughter embroidered it.

“Your daughter is my wife, and she gave me a fly.”

- Oh, beloved son-in-law, what should I treat you with?

Here Baba Yaga prepared dinner, set out all sorts of dishes, wines and honey. Andrey doesn’t boast, he sat down at the table and let’s gobble it up. Baba Yaga sat down next to him - he was eating, she asked how he married Princess Marya and whether they lived well? Andrei told everything: how he got married and how the king sent him there - I don’t know where, to get something - I don’t know what.

- If only you could help me, grandma!

- Oh, son-in-law, even I have never heard of this wonderful thing. One old frog knows about this, he has lived in a swamp for three hundred years... Well, never mind, go to bed, the morning is wiser than the evening.

Andrei went to bed, and Baba Yaga took two, flew to the swamp and began to call:

- Grandma, the jumping frog, is she alive?

- Come out of the swamp to me.

An old frog came out of the swamp, Baba Yaga asked her:

- Do you know, somewhere - I don’t know what?

- Point out, do me a favor. My son-in-law was given a service: to go there, I don’t know where, to take something, I don’t know what.

The frog answers:

“I would see him off, but I’m too old, I won’t be able to jump there.” If your son-in-law will carry me in fresh milk to the fiery river, then I will tell you.

Baba Yaga took the jumping frog, flew home, milked the milk in a pot, put the frog there and woke up Andrei early in the morning:

“Well, dear son-in-law, get dressed, take a pot of fresh milk, there is a frog in the milk, and get on my horse, he will take you to the fiery river.” There, throw the horse and take the frog out of the pot, she will tell you.

Andrei got dressed, took the pot, and sat on Baba Yaga’s horse. Whether long or short, the horse carried him to the fiery river. Neither an animal will jump over it, nor a bird will fly over it.

Andrey got off his horse, the frog said to him:

- Take me out of the pot, good fellow, we need to cross the river.

Andrey took the frog out of the pot and let it fall to the ground.

- Well, good fellow, now sit on my back.

- What are you, grandma, what a little tea, I’ll crush you.

- Don’t be afraid, you won’t run over him. Sit down and hold on tight.

Andrey sat on the jumping frog. She started to sulk. She sulked and sulked - she became like a haystack.

-Are you holding on tight?

- Tightly, grandma.

Again the frog sulked, sulked, and became even bigger, like a haystack.

-Are you holding on tight?

- Tightly, grandma.

Again she sulked and sulked - she became taller than the dark forest, but how could she jump - and jumped over the fiery river, carried Andrei to the other bank and became small again.

- Go, good fellow, along this path, you will see a tower or a tower, a hut or a hut, a barn or a barn, go there and stand behind the stove. There you will find something - I don’t know what.

Andrei walked along the path and saw: an old hut - not a hut, surrounded by a fence, without windows, without a porch. He went in there and hid behind the stove.

A little later it began to knock and thunder through the forest, and a little man as long as his fingernails, with a beard as long as his elbows, entered the hut and shouted:

- Hey, matchmaker Naum, I’m hungry!

As soon as he shouted, out of nowhere, a table appears, set, on it is a keg of beer and a baked bull, with a sharpened knife in his side. A man as long as a fingernail, with a beard as long as his elbows, sat down next to the bull, took out a sharpened knife, began cutting the meat, dipping it in garlic, eating it and praising it.

I processed the bull down to the last bone and drank a whole keg of beer.

- Hey, matchmaker Naum, take away the scraps!

And suddenly the table disappeared, as if it had never happened - no bones, no barrel... Andrei waited for the little man to leave, came out from behind the stove, plucked up courage and called:

- Matchmaker Naum, feed me... As soon as he called, out of nowhere, a table appeared, on it were various dishes, appetizers and snacks, wines and honey. Andrey sat down at the table and said:

- Matchmaker Naum, sit down, brother, with me, let's eat and drink together.

- Thank you, good man! I’ve been serving here for so many years, I’ve never seen a burnt crust, and you put me at the table.

Andrei looks and is surprised: no one is visible, and it’s as if someone is sweeping the food from the table with a broom, wines and meads are poured into the glass themselves - the glass is hopping, hopping, hopping.

Andrey asks:

- Matchmaker Naum, show yourself to me!

- No, no one can see me, I don’t know what.

- Matchmaker Naum, do you want to serve with me?

- Why not want to? You, I see, are a kind person!

So they ate. Andrey says:

- Well, tidy everything up and come with me.

Andrei left the hut and looked around:

- Swat Naum, are you here?

- Here, don’t be afraid, I won’t leave you behind.

Andrei reached the fiery river, where a frog was waiting for him:

- Good fellow, I found something - I don’t know what?

- Found it, grandma.

- Sit on me.

Andrey sat down on it again, the frog began to swell, swelled, jumped and carried him across the fiery river.

Then he thanked the jumping frog and went on his way to his kingdom. He goes, he goes, he turns around:

- Swat Naum, are you here?

- Here. Don't be afraid, I won't leave you alone.

Andrei walked and walked, the road was far away - his quick legs swayed, his white hands dropped.

“Oh,” he says, “how tired I am!”

And his matchmaker Naum:

- Why haven’t you told me for a long time? I would deliver you to your place quickly.

A violent whirlwind picked up Andrei and carried him away - mountains and forests, cities and villages flashed below. Andrei was flying over the deep sea, and he became scared.

- Swat Naum, take a break!

Immediately the wind weakened, and Andrei began to descend to the sea. He looks, where only blue waves rustled, an island appeared, on the island there is a palace with a golden roof, there is a beautiful garden all around... Matchmaker Naum says to Andrey:

- Rest, eat, drink and look at the sea. Three merchant ships will sail past. Invite the merchants and treat them well, treat them well - they have three wonders. Trade me for these wonders - don’t be afraid, I’ll come back to you.

For a long time or a short time, three ships are sailing from the western side. The shipbuilders saw an island with a palace on it with a golden roof and a beautiful garden all around.

- What kind of miracle? - They say. “How many times have we swam here, we have seen nothing but the blue sea.” Let's dock!

Three ships dropped anchor, three merchant shipowners boarded a light boat and sailed to the island. And Andrei the shooter meets them

- Welcome, dear guests.

The merchant shipmen go and marvel: on the tower the roof is burning like heat, birds are singing in the trees, wonderful animals are jumping along the paths.

“Tell me, good man, who built this wonderful miracle here?”

“My servant, matchmaker Naum, built it in one night.

Andrey led the guests into the mansion:

- Hey, matchmaker Naum, get us something to drink and eat!

Out of nowhere, a laid table appeared, on it - wine and food, whatever the soul wanted. The merchant shipbuilders just gasp.

“Come on,” they say, “good man, change: give us your servant, Naum’s matchmaker, take from us any curiosity for him.”

- Why not change? What will your curiosities be?

One merchant takes out a club from his bosom. Just tell her: “Come on, club, break off this man’s sides!” - the baton itself will begin to beat, breaking off the sides of any strongman you want.

Another merchant takes an ax out from under his coat, turns it with the butt up, the ax itself begins to chop: it’s a blunder and a ship comes out. With sails, with cannons, with brave sailors. The ships are sailing, the guns are firing, the brave sailors are asking for orders.

He turned the ax with the butt down and the ships immediately disappeared, as if they had never existed.

The third merchant took a pipe from his pocket, buzzed - an army appeared: both cavalry and infantry, with rifles, with cannons. The troops are marching, the music is thundering, the banners are fluttering, the horsemen are galloping, asking for orders.

The merchant blew the pipe from the other end - and there was nothing, everything was gone.

Andrey the shooter says:

“Your curiosities are good, but mine is worth more.” If you want to change, give me all three wonders in exchange for my servant, Naum’s matchmaker.

- Won't it be too much?

- As you know, I won’t change otherwise.

The merchants thought and thought: “What do we need a club, an ax and a pipe? It’s better to exchange, with the matchmaker Naum we will be without any care day and night, well-fed and drunk.”

The merchant shipmen gave Andrey a club, an ax and a pipe and shouted:

- Hey, matchmaker Naum, we’re taking you with us! Will you serve us faithfully?

- Why not serve? I don't care who I live with.

The merchant shipmen returned to their ships and let's feast - they drink, eat, and shout:

- Matchmaker Naum, turn around, give this, give that!

Everyone got drunk where they were sitting and fell asleep there.

And the shooter sits alone in the mansion, saddened.

“Eh,” he thinks, “where is my faithful servant, matchmaker Naum, somewhere now?”

- I'm here. What do you need?

Andrey was delighted:

- Swat Naum, isn’t it time for us to go to our native land, to our young wife? Carry me home

Again the whirlwind picked up Andrei and carried him to his kingdom, to his native land.

And the merchants woke up, and they wanted to get over their hangover:

- Hey, matchmaker Naum, get us something to drink and eat, turn around quickly!

No matter how much they called or shouted, it was of no use. They look, and there is no island: in its place there are only blue waves.

The merchant shipmen grieved: “Oh, an unkind man has deceived us!” - but there was nothing to do, they raised the sails and sailed where they needed to go.

And Andrei the shooter flew to his native land, sat down near his little house, and looked: instead of a little house, a burnt pipe was sticking out.

He hung his head below his shoulders and walked out of the city to the blue sea, to an empty place. He sat down and sat. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a blue dove flies in, hits the ground and turns into his young wife, Marya the Princess.

They hugged, said hello, began asking each other, telling each other.

Marya the Princess said:

“Ever since you left home, I’ve been flying like a gray dove through the forests and groves.” The king sent for me three times, but they didn’t find me and they burned the house.

Andrey says:

“Swat Naum, can’t we build a palace in an empty place by the blue sea?”

- Why isn’t it possible? Now it will be done.

Before we had time to look back, the palace was in time, so glorious, better than the royal one, there was a green garden all around, birds were singing in the trees, wonderful animals were jumping along the paths.

Andrei the shooter and Marya the princess went up to the palace, sat by the window and talked, admiring each other. They live without grief, one day, and another, and another.

And at that time the king went hunting, to the blue sea, and saw: in the place where there was nothing, there was a palace.

“What kind of ignoramus decided to build on my land without permission?”

The messengers ran, scouted everything out and reported to the tsar that that palace had been set up by Andrei the shooter and he lived in it with his young wife, Marya the princess.

The king became even more angry and sent to find out if Andrei went there - I don’t know where, if he brought something - I don’t know what.

The messengers ran, scouted and reported:

- Andrei the shooter went there, I don’t know where, and got something - I don’t know what.

Here the king became completely angry, ordered to gather an army, go to the seaside, destroy that palace to the ground, and put Andrei the shooter and Marya the princess to a cruel death.

Andrei saw that a strong army was coming towards him, he quickly grabbed an ax and turned it with the butt up. An ax and a blunder - a ship stands on the sea, again a blunder and a blunder - another ship stands. He took a hundred bites and a hundred ships sailed across the blue sea.

Andrei took out his pipe, blew it, and an army appeared: both cavalry and infantry, with cannons and banners. The bosses are jumping around, waiting for orders. Andrew ordered the battle to begin. The music began to play, the drums beat, the shelves moved. The infantry crushes the tsar's soldiers, the cavalry gallops and takes prisoners. And from a hundred ships, guns continue to fire on the capital city.

The king saw his army running and rushed to the army to stop it. Then Andrei took out his baton:

- Come on, club, break off the sides of this king!

The club itself went like a wheel, throwing itself from end to end across the open field: it caught up with the king and hit him in the forehead, killing him to death.

Here the battle came to an end. The people poured out of the city and began to ask Andrei the shooter to take the entire state into his own hands.

Andrey did not argue. He threw a feast for the whole world and, together with Princess Marya, he ruled this state until a very old age.

Tereben- a regular visitor to the tavern, a regular.
Fly- towel, scarf.
Tow- a bundle of flax or wool prepared for yarn.
Golik- birch broom without leaves.

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Go there, I don’t know where, bring something, I don’t know what - Russian folk tale

The fairy tale tells about the archer Andrei and his beautiful wife Marya the Princess, whose beauty haunted the king and he wanted to eliminate Andrei from the world...

Go there - I don’t know where, bring something - I don’t know what to read

In a certain state there lived a king who was single - not married. He had a shooter in his service named Andrei.
Once Andrei the shooter went hunting. I walked and walked all day through the forest, but I was unlucky and couldn’t attack any game. It was late in the evening, and when he goes back, he spins. He sees a turtle dove sitting on a tree.

“Give me,” he thinks, “I’ll shoot at least this one.”

He shot and wounded her, and the turtle dove fell from the tree onto the damp ground. Andrei picked her up and wanted to twist her head and put it in her bag.

Andrei the shooter was surprised: what is it? It looks like a bird, but speaks with a human voice. He brought the turtledove home, put it on the window, and stood there waiting.

Princess Marya says to the shooter:

Managed to take me, know how to hold me - with a leisurely feast and for the wedding. I will be your honest and cheerful wife.

They lived like this for a short time, Princess Marya says:

You live poorly, Andrey!

Yes, as you can see.

Get a hundred rubles, buy various silks with this money, I’ll fix the whole thing.

Andrei obeyed, went to his comrades, from whom he borrowed a ruble, from whom he borrowed two, bought various silks and brought them to his wife. Princess Marya took the silk and said:

Go to bed, the morning is wiser than the evening. Andrei went to bed, and Princess Marya sat down to weave. All night long she wove and weaved a carpet, the likes of which had never been seen in the whole world: the whole kingdom was painted on it, with cities and villages, with forests and fields, and birds in the sky, and animals on the mountains, and fish in the seas; the moon and the sun walk around...

The next morning, Princess Marya gives the carpet to her husband:

Take it to the Gostiny Dvor, sell it to the merchants, and look, don’t ask for your price, and take whatever they give you.

Andrei took the carpet, hung it on his hand and walked along the living room rows.

One merchant runs up to him:

Listen, sir, how much are you asking?

You are a salesman, give me the price.

At that time, the tsar's adviser was passing by the rows, and he wanted to know what the merchants were talking about. He got out of the carriage, pushed his way through the great crowd and asked:

Hello, merchants, overseas guests! What are you talking about?

Either way, we can’t evaluate the carpet.

The royal adviser looked at the carpet and was amazed himself:

Tell me, shooter, tell me the true truth: where did you get such a nice carpet?

So and so, my wife embroidered.

How much should I give you for it?

And I don’t know myself. My wife told me not to bargain: whatever they give is ours.
- Well, here's ten thousand for you, shooter.

Andrey took the money, gave the carpet and went home. And the royal adviser went to the king and showed him the carpet.

The king looked and saw his entire kingdom in full view on the carpet. He gasped:

Well, whatever you want, I won’t give you the carpet!

The king took out twenty thousand rubles and gave them to the adviser from hand to hand. The adviser took the money and thought: “Nothing, I’ll order another one for myself, even better.”

Princess Marya waited and waited for an answer, then turned the royal adviser by the shoulders and closed the door. With difficulty he came to his senses and reluctantly trudged home. And from that time on, he eats - he won’t get enough, and drinks - he won’t get drunk: he still imagines the rifleman’s wife.

The king noticed this and began to ask what kind of trouble he had.

The adviser says to the king:

Oh, I saw one shooter’s wife, I keep thinking about her! And you can’t wash it down, or eat it, you can’t bewitch it with any potion.

Princess Marya waited and waited for an answer, turned the king by the shoulders and closed the door.

The king's heart was pinched. “Why,” he thinks, “am I single, not married? I wish I could marry this beauty! She shouldn’t be a shooter; she was destined to be a queen.”

The king returned to the palace and conceived a bad thought - to beat his wife away from her living husband. He calls the adviser and says:

Think about how to kill Andrei the shooter. I want to marry his wife. If you come up with it, I’ll reward you with cities, villages, and a gold treasury; if you don’t, I’ll take your head off your shoulders.

The tsar's adviser began to spin, went and hung his nose. He can’t figure out how to kill the shooter. Yes, out of grief, he turned into a tavern to drink some wine.

A tavern young woman in a torn caftan runs up to him:

What are you upset about, the Tsar's advisor, and why are you hanging your nose?

Go away, tavern bullshit!

Don’t drive me away, better bring me a glass of wine, I’ll bring you to mind.

The royal adviser brought him a glass of wine and told him about his grief.

Tavern's tavern and says to him:

Getting rid of Andrei the shooter is a simple matter - he himself is simple, but his wife is painfully cunning. Well, we’ll make a riddle that she won’t be able to solve. Return to the Tsar and say: let him send Andrei the shooter to the next world to find out how the late Tsar-Father is doing. Andrey will leave and will not come back.

The Tsar's adviser thanked the tavern's terreben - and ran to the Tsar:

So and so, you can lime the arrow. And he told where to send him and why. The king was delighted and ordered to call Andrei the shooter.

Well, Andrei, you served me faithfully, do another service: go to the other world, find out how my father is doing. Otherwise, my sword is your head off your shoulders...

Andrei returned home, sat down on the bench and hung his head. Princess Marya asks him:

Why are you sad? Or some kind of misfortune?

Andrei told her what kind of service the king assigned him.

Marya Princess says:

There is something to grieve about! This is not a service, but a service, the service will be ahead. Go to bed, the morning is wiser than the evening.

Early in the morning, as soon as Andrei woke up, Princess Marya gave him a bag of crackers and a gold ring.

Go to the king and ask for the king’s adviser to be your comrade, otherwise, tell him, they won’t believe you that you were in the next world. And when you go out with a friend on a journey, throw a ring in front of you, it will get you there.

So the two of them set out on the road. Andrey threw the ring - it rolls. Andrei follows him through clear fields, moss-swamps, rivers-lakes, and the royal adviser trails behind Andrei.

They get tired of walking, eat some crackers, and then hit the road again.

Whether close, whether far, soon, or shortly, they came to a dense, dense forest, descended into a deep ravine, and then the ring stopped.

Andrei and the royal adviser sat down to eat crackers. Lo and behold, past them on the old, old king, two devils were carrying firewood - a huge cart - and driving the king with clubs, one from the right side, the other from the left.

Andrey says:

Look, no way, is this our late Tsar Father?

You're right, he's the one carrying the firewood.

Andrey shouted to the devils:

Hey, gentlemen, devils! Free this dead man for me, at least for a little while, I need to ask him something.

The devils answer:

We have time to wait! Shall we carry the firewood ourselves?

And take a fresh person from me to replace you. Well, the devils unharnessed the old king, in his place they harnessed the royal adviser to the cart and let him drive him with clubs from both sides - he bends, but he is lucky.

Andrei began to ask the old king about his life.

“Ah, Andrei the shooter,” the Tsar replies, “my life in the next world is bad!” Bow down to my son and tell him that I firmly order him not to offend people, otherwise the same thing will happen to him.

As soon as they had time to talk, the devils were already heading back with an empty cart. Andrei said goodbye to the old king, took the royal adviser from the devils, and they went back.

They come to their kingdom, appear in the palace.

The king saw the shooter and attacked him in anger:

How dare you go back?

Andrey the shooter answers:

So and so, I was in the next world with your late parent. He lives poorly, ordered you to bow and firmly punished you not to offend people.

How can you prove that you went to the next world and saw my parent?

And by this I will prove that your adviser still has signs on his back of how the devils drove him with clubs.

Then the king was convinced that there was nothing to do - he let Andrei go home. And he himself tells the adviser.

Think about how to kill the shooter, otherwise my sword will be your head off your shoulders.

The royal adviser went and hung his nose even lower. He goes into a tavern, sits down at the table, and asks for wine. The tavern's tavern runs up to him:

Why, the royal adviser, are you sad? Bring me a glass, I'll give you some ideas.

The adviser brought him a glass of wine and told him about his grief. The tavern's tavern says to him:

Go back and tell the king to give the shooter the following service - not only to perform it, it’s difficult to even imagine: send him to distant lands, to the thirtieth kingdom to get the cat Bayun...

The Tsar's adviser ran to the Tsar and told him what service to give to the shooter so that he would not return back. The Tsar sends for Andrei.

Well, Andrei, you have served me a service, serve me another: go to the thirtieth kingdom and get me the cat Bayun. Otherwise, my sword is your head off your shoulders.

Andrei went home, hung his head below his shoulders and told his wife what kind of service the king had assigned him.

There's a lot to worry about! - Princess Marya says. - This is not a service, but a service, the service will be ahead. Go to bed, the morning is wiser in the evening.

Andrei went to bed, and Princess Marya went to the forge and ordered the blacksmiths to forge three iron caps, iron tongs and three rods: one iron, another copper, the third tin.

Early in the morning, Princess Marya woke up Andrei:

Here are three caps and pliers and three rods for you, go to distant lands, to the thirtieth state. You won’t reach three miles, a strong sleep will begin to overcome you - the cat Bayun will let you fall asleep. Don’t sleep, throw your arm over your arm, drag your leg over your leg, and roll wherever you want. And if you fall asleep, the cat Bayun will kill you.

And then Princess Marya taught him how and what to do, and sent him on his way.

Soon the fairy tale is told, but not soon the deed is done - Andrei the shooter came to the thirtieth kingdom. Three miles away, sleep began to overcome him. Andrey puts three iron caps on his head, throws his arm over his arm, drags his leg over his leg - he walks, and then rolls around like a roller.

Somehow I managed to doze off and found myself at a high pillar.

The cat Bayun saw Andrei, grumbled, purred, and jumped from the post on his head - he broke one cap and broke the other, and was about to grab the third. Then Andrei the shooter grabbed the cat with pincers, dragged him to the ground and let him fix it with the rods. First, he flogged him with an iron rod - he broke the iron one, began to treat him with a copper rod - and he broke this one and began to beat him with a tin rod.

The tin rod bends, does not break, and wraps around the ridge. Andrei beats, and the cat Bayun began to tell fairy tales: about priests, about clerks, about priests’ daughters. Andrey doesn’t listen to him, but he’s harassing him with a rod.

The cat became unbearable - he saw that it was impossible to speak, so he prayed:

Leave me, good man! Whatever you need, I will do everything for you.

Will you come with me?

I'll go wherever you want.

Andrey went back and took the cat with him. He reached his kingdom, came with the cat to the palace and said to the king:

So and so, I fulfilled my service and got you the cat Bayun.

The king was surprised and said:

Come on, cat Bayun, show great passion.

Here the cat sharpens its claws, gets along with the king, wants to tear his white chest, take out his living heart.

The king was afraid:

Andrey the shooter, please calm down the cat Bayun!

Andrei calmed the cat down and locked him in a cage, and he himself went home to Princess Marya. He lives and lives, amuses himself with his young wife. And the king’s heart shivers even more. Again he called the adviser:

Come up with whatever you want, harass Andrei the shooter, otherwise my sword will be your head off your shoulders.

The Tsar's adviser goes straight to the tavern, found a tavern tavern there in a torn caftan and asks him to help him out, to bring him to his senses. Tavern tereb drank a glass of wine and wiped his mustache.

Go,” he says, “to the king and say: let him send Andrei the shooter there - I don’t know where, to bring something - I don’t know what.” Andrei will never complete this task and will not return back.

The adviser ran to the king and reported everything to him. The Tsar sends for Andrei.

You have served me two services, serve me a third: go there - I don’t know where, bring that - I don’t know what. If you serve, I will reward you royally, otherwise my sword will be your head off your shoulders.

Andrei came home, sat down on the bench and cried. Princess Marya asks him:

What, dear, are you sad? Or some other misfortune?

Eh,” he says, “through your beauty I bring all misfortunes!” The king told me to go there - I don’t know where, to bring something - I don’t know what.

This is service! Well, never mind, go to bed, the morning is wiser than the evening.

Princess Marya waited until nightfall, opened the magic book, read, read, threw the book and grabbed her head: the book said nothing about the princess’s riddle. Princess Marya went out onto the porch, took out a handkerchief and waved. All sorts of birds flew in, all kinds of animals came running.

Princess Marya asks them:

Beasts of the forest, birds of the sky - you animals prowl everywhere, you birds fly everywhere - haven’t you heard how to get there - I don’t know where, to bring something - I don’t know what?

The animals and birds answered:

No, Princess Marya, we haven’t heard about that. Princess Marya waved her handkerchief - the animals and birds disappeared as if they had never been. She waved another time - two giants appeared in front of her:

Anything? What do you need?

My faithful servants, take me to the middle of the Ocean-Sea.

The giants picked up Princess Marya, carried her to the Ocean-Sea and stood in the middle, on the very abyss - they themselves stood like pillars, and they held her in their arms. Princess Marya waved her handkerchief, and all the reptiles and fish of the sea swam to her.

You, reptiles and fish of the sea, you swim everywhere, you visit all the islands, haven’t you heard how to get there - I don’t know where, to bring something - I don’t know what?

No, Princess Marya, we haven’t heard about that.

Princess Marya began to spin and ordered to be carried home. The giants picked her up, brought her to Andreev's yard, and placed her at the porch.

Early in the morning, Princess Marya got Andrei ready for the journey and gave him a ball of thread and an embroidered fly.

Throw the ball in front of you, and wherever it rolls, go there too. Yes, look, wherever you go, you will wash your face, don’t wipe yourself with someone else’s fly, but wipe yourself with mine.

Andrei said goodbye to Princess Marya, bowed to four sides and went beyond the outpost. He threw the ball in front of him, the ball rolled - it rolls and rolls. Andrey follows him.

Hut, hut, turn your front to me, your back to the forest!
The hut turned around, Andrei entered and saw: a gray-haired old woman sitting on a bench, spinning a tow.

Fu, fu, the Russian spirit has never been heard of, never seen, but now the Russian spirit has come on its own. I’ll fry you in the oven and eat you and ride on your bones.

Andrey answers the old woman:

Why are you, old Baba Yaga, going to eat a dear person! A dear man is bony and black, you heat the bathhouse first, wash me, steam me, then eat.

Baba Yaga heated the bathhouse. Andrei evaporated, washed himself, took out his wife’s fly and began to wipe himself with it.

Baba Yaga asks:

Where did you get your fly from? My daughter embroidered it.

Your daughter is my wife and gave me a fly.

Oh, beloved son-in-law, what should I treat you with?

If only you could help me, grandma!

Oh, son-in-law, even I had never heard of this wonderful thing. One old frog knows about this, he has lived in a swamp for three hundred years... Well, never mind, go to bed, the morning is wiser than the evening.

Andrei went to bed, and Baba Yaga took two little heads, flew to the swamp and began to call:

Grandma, the jumping frog, is she alive?

Come out of the swamp to me.

An old frog came out of the swamp, Baba Yaga asked her:

Do you know, somewhere - I don’t know what?

Point out, do me a favor. My son-in-law was given a service: to go there, I don’t know where, to take something, I don’t know what.

The frog answers:

I would see him off, but I’m too old and I won’t be able to jump there. If your son-in-law will carry me in fresh milk to the fiery river, then I will tell you.

Baba Yaga took the jumping frog, flew home, milked the milk in a pot, put the frog there and woke up Andrei early in the morning:

Well, dear son-in-law, get dressed, take a pot of fresh milk, there is a frog in the milk, and get on my horse, he will take you to the fiery river. There, throw the horse and take the frog out of the pot, she will tell you.

Andrei got dressed, took the pot, and sat on Baba Yaga’s horse. Whether long or short, the horse carried him to the fiery river. Neither an animal will jump over it, nor a bird will fly over it.

Andrey got off his horse, the frog said to him:

Take me out of the pot, good fellow, we need to cross the river.

Andrey took the frog out of the pot and let it fall to the ground.

Well, good fellow, now sit on my back.

What are you, grandma, little one, tea, I’ll crush you.

Don't be afraid, you won't crush me. Sit down and hold on tight.

Andrey sat on the jumping frog. She started to sulk. She sulked and sulked - she became like a haystack.

Are you holding on tight?

Stay strong, grandma.

Again the frog sulked, sulked, and became even bigger, like a haystack.

Are you holding on tight?

Stay strong, grandma.

Again she sulked, sulked - she became taller than the dark forest, but how could she jump - and jumped over the fiery river, carried Andrei to the other bank and became small again.

Go, good fellow, along this path, you will see a tower or a tower, a hut or a hut, a barn or a barn, go there and stand behind the stove. There you will find something - I don’t know what.

Andrei walked along the path and saw: an old hut - not a hut, surrounded by a fence, without windows, without a porch. He went in there and hid behind the stove.

A little later it began to knock and thunder through the forest, and a little man as long as his fingernails, with a beard as long as his elbows, entered the hut and shouted:

Hey, matchmaker Naum, I’m hungry!

I processed the bull down to the last bone and drank a whole keg of beer.

Hey, matchmaker Naum, take away the scraps!

And suddenly the table disappeared, as if it had never happened - no bones, no barrel... Andrei waited for the little man to leave, came out from behind the stove, plucked up courage and called:

Matchmaker Naum, feed me... As soon as he called, out of nowhere, a table appeared, on it were various dishes, appetizers and snacks, wines and honey. Andrey sat down at the table and said:

Matchmaker Naum, sit down, brother, with me, let's eat and drink together.

Thank you, kind person! I’ve been serving here for so many years, I’ve never seen a burnt crust, and you put me at the table.

Andrey looks and is surprised: no one is visible, and it’s as if someone is sweeping the food from the table with a broom, wines and meads are poured into the glass themselves - the glass is hopping, hopping and hopping.

Andrey asks:

Matchmaker Naum, show yourself to me!

No, no one can see me, I don’t know what.

Matchmaker Naum, do you want to serve with me?

Why not want? You, I see, are a kind person!

So they ate. Andrey says:

Well, clean everything up and come with me.

Andrei left the hut and looked around:

Swat Naum, are you here?

Here, don’t be afraid, I won’t leave you behind.

Andrei reached the fiery river, where a frog was waiting for him:

Good fellow, I found something - I don’t know what?

Found it, grandma.

Sit on me.

Andrey sat down on it again, the frog began to swell, swelled, jumped and carried him across the fiery river.

Then he thanked the jumping frog and went on his way to his kingdom. He goes, he goes, he turns around:

Swat Naum, are you here?

Here. Don't be afraid, I won't leave you alone.

Andrei walked and walked, the road was far away - his quick legs swayed, his white hands dropped.

Eh,” he says, “how tired I am!”

And his matchmaker Naum:

Why haven't you told me for a long time? I would deliver you to your place quickly.

A violent whirlwind picked up Andrei and carried him away - mountains and forests, cities and villages flash below. Andrei was flying over the deep sea, and he became scared.

Swat Naum, take a break!

Relax, eat, drink and look at the sea. Three merchant ships will sail past. Invite the merchants and treat them well, treat them well - they have three wonders. Trade me for these wonders - don’t be afraid, I’ll come back to you.

For a long time or a short time, three ships are sailing from the western side. The shipbuilders saw an island with a palace on it with a golden roof and a beautiful garden all around.

What kind of miracle? - They say. - How many times have we swam here, we have seen nothing but the blue sea. Let's dock!

Three ships dropped anchor, three merchant shipowners boarded a light boat and sailed to the island. And Andrei the shooter meets them.

Welcome, dear guests.

The merchant shipmen go and marvel: on the tower the roof is burning like heat, birds are singing in the trees, wonderful animals are jumping along the paths.

Tell me, good man, who built this wonderful miracle here?

My servant, matchmaker Naum, built it in one night.

Andrey led the guests into the mansion:

Hey, matchmaker Naum, get us something to drink and eat!

Out of nowhere, a laid table appeared, on it - wine and food, whatever your heart desires. The merchant shipbuilders just gasp.

Come on, they say, good man, to change: give us your servant, Naum’s matchmaker, take from us any curiosity for him.

Why not change? What will your curiosities be?

One merchant takes out a club from his bosom. Just tell her: “Come on, club, break off this man’s sides!” - the club itself will start pounding, breaking off the sides of whichever strongman you want.

He turned the ax with the butt down and the ships immediately disappeared, as if they had never existed.

The merchant blew the pipe from the other end - and there was nothing, everything was gone.

Andrey the shooter says:

Your curiosities are good, but mine is more expensive. If you want to change, give me all three wonders in exchange for my servant, Naum’s matchmaker.

Won't it be too much?

As you know, I won’t change otherwise.

The merchants thought and thought: “What do we need a club, an ax and a pipe? It’s better to exchange, with the matchmaker Naum we will be without any worries day and night, well-fed and drunk.”

The merchant shipmen gave Andrey a club, an ax and a pipe and shouted:

Hey, matchmaker Naum, we are taking you with us! Will you serve us faithfully?

Why not serve? I don't care who I live with.

The merchant shipmen returned to their ships and let's feast - they drink, eat, and shout:

Matchmaker Naum, turn around, give this, give that!

Everyone got drunk where they were sitting and fell asleep there.

And the shooter sits alone in the mansion, saddened.

“Eh,” he thinks, “where is my faithful servant, matchmaker Naum, somewhere now?”

I'm here. What do you need?

Andrey was delighted:

Matchmaker Naum, isn’t it time for us to go to our native side, to our young wife? Carry me home

Again the whirlwind picked up Andrei and carried him to his kingdom, to his native land.

And the merchants woke up, and they wanted to get over their hangover:

Hey, matchmaker Naum, get us something to drink and eat, turn around quickly!

No matter how much they called or shouted, it was of no use. They look, and there is no island: in its place there are only blue waves.

The merchant shipmen grieved: “Oh, an unkind man has deceived us!” But there was nothing to do, they raised the sails and sailed where they needed to go.

And Andrei the shooter flew to his native land, sat down near his little house, and looked: instead of a little house, a burnt pipe was sticking out.

They hugged, said hello, began asking each other, telling each other.

Marya the Princess said:

Since you left home, I have been flying like a blue dove through the forests and groves. The king sent for me three times, but they didn’t find me and they burned the house.

Andrey says:

Swat Naum, can’t we build a palace in an empty place by the blue sea?

Why is it not possible? Now it will be done.

Andrei the shooter and Marya the princess went up to the palace, sat by the window and talked, admiring each other. They live without grief, one day, and another, and another.

And at that time the king went hunting, to the blue sea, and saw: in the place where there was nothing, there was a palace.

What kind of ignoramus decided to build on my land without asking?

The messengers ran, scouted everything out and reported to the tsar that that palace had been set up by Andrei the shooter and he lived in it with his young wife, Marya the princess.

The king became even more angry and sent to find out if Andrei went there - I don’t know where, if he brought something - I don’t know what.

The messengers ran, scouted and reported:

Andrei the shooter went there, I don’t know where, and got something - I don’t know what.

Here the king became completely angry, ordered to gather an army, go to the seaside, destroy that palace to the ground, and put Andrei the shooter and Marya the princess to a cruel death.

Andrei saw that a strong army was coming towards him, he quickly grabbed an ax and turned it with the butt up. An ax and a blunder - a ship stands on the sea, again a blunder and a blunder - another ship stands. He pulled a hundred times - a hundred ships sailed across the blue sea.

Andrei took out his pipe, blew it - an army appeared: both cavalry and infantry, with cannons and banners. The bosses are jumping around, waiting for orders. Andrew ordered the battle to begin. The music began to play, the drums beat, the shelves moved. The infantry crushes the tsar's soldiers, the cavalry gallops and takes prisoners. And from a hundred ships, guns continue to fire on the capital city.

The king saw his army running and rushed to the army to stop it. Then Andrei took out his baton:

Come on, club, break off the sides of this king!

The club itself went like a wheel, throwing itself from end to end across the open field: it caught up with the king and hit him in the forehead, killing him to death.

Here the battle came to an end. The people poured out of the city and began to ask Andrei the shooter to take the entire state into his own hands.

Andrey did not argue. He threw a feast for the whole world and, together with Princess Marya, he ruled this state until a very old age.

(Illustration by N. Kochergina)

Published by: Mishka 27.10.2017 14:35 24.05.2019

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Go there - I don’t know where, bring that - I don’t know what

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Go there - I don’t know where, bring that - I don’t know what (fairy tale option 1)

In a certain state there lived a king, single and unmarried, and he had a whole company of archers; The archers went hunting, shot migratory birds, and supplied the sovereign's table with game. A fellow archer named Fedot served in that company; He hit the target accurately, almost never missed a beat, and for that the king loved him more than all his comrades. It happened at one time that he went hunting very early, at dawn; He entered a dark, dense forest and saw a turtle dove sitting on a tree. Fedot aimed his gun, took aim, fired - and broke the bird’s wing; a bird fell from a tree onto the damp ground. The shooter picked it up and wants to tear off its head and put it in his bag. And the turtle dove will say to him: “Oh, well done Sagittarius, don’t tear off my wild little head, don’t take me away from the world; It’s better to take me alive, bring me into your house, sit me in the window and see: as soon as sleep comes over me, at that very time hit me backhand with your right hand - and you will bring yourself great happiness!” The shooter was deeply surprised. "What's happened? - thinks. - It looks like a bird, but speaks with a human voice! This has never happened to me before...”

He brought the bird home, sat it on the window, and stood there waiting. A little time passed, the turtledove put her head under her wing and dozed off; The shooter raised his right hand, hit it lightly with a backhand - the turtledove fell to the ground and became a soul-maiden, so beautiful that you couldn’t even think of it, couldn’t guess it, only say it in a fairy tale! There has never been another beauty like this in the whole world! She says to the good fellow, the royal archer: “You knew how to get me, know how to live with me; You will be my betrothed husband, and I will be your God-given wife!” That's how they got along; Fedot got married and lives for himself - he makes fun of his young wife, but does not forget his service; Every morning, before dawn, he will take his gun, go into the forest, shoot various game and take it to the royal kitchen.

His wife sees that he is exhausted from that hunt, and says to him: “Listen, friend, I feel sorry for you: every single day you worry, wander through the forests and through the swamps, always tossing and turning home wet, but there is no benefit to us. What a craft this is! This is what I know: you won’t be left without profits. Get a hundred or two rubles, we’ll fix the whole thing.” Fedot rushed to his comrades: some had a ruble, some borrowed two, and collected just two hundred rubles. He brought it to his wife. “Well,” she says, “now buy various silks with all this money.” Sagittarius bought two hundred rubles worth of various silks. She took it and said: “Don’t worry, pray to God and go to bed; The morning is wiser than the evening!"

The husband fell asleep, and the wife went out onto the porch, opened her magic book - and immediately two unknown young men appeared in front of her: order anything! “Take this silk and in one hour make me a carpet, such a wonderful one, the likes of which have never been seen in the whole world; and on the carpet the whole kingdom would be embroidered, with cities, and villages, and rivers, and lakes.” They set to work and not only in an hour, but in ten minutes they made a carpet - everyone was amazed; They gave it to the archer’s wife and instantly disappeared, as if they had never existed! The next morning she gives the carpet to her husband. “Here,” he says, “take it to the guest house and sell it to the merchants, but be careful: don’t ask for your price, but take what they give you.”

Fedot took the carpet, unrolled it, hung it on his arm and walked along the living room rows. One merchant saw it, ran up and asked: “Listen, venerable one! Are you selling, or what?” - “I’m selling.” - “What’s it worth?” - “You are a trading person, you set the price.” So the merchant thought and thought, he couldn’t appreciate the carpet - and that’s all! Another merchant jumped up, followed by a third, a fourth... and a great crowd of them gathered, looking at the carpet, marveling, but unable to appreciate it. At that time, the palace commandant was driving past the rows of living rooms, saw a crowd, and he wanted to find out: what were the merchants talking about? He got out of the carriage, approached and said: “Hello, merchants, overseas guests! What are you talking about? - “So and so, we can’t evaluate the carpet.” The commandant looked at the carpet and was amazed himself. “Listen, Sagittarius,” he says, “tell me the real truth, where did you get such a glorious carpet?” - “My wife embroidered.” - “How much should I give you for it?” - “I myself don’t know the price; my wife told me not to bargain, but whatever they give is ours!” - “Well, here’s ten thousand for you!”

The archer took the money and gave the carpet, and this commandant was always with the king - and drank and ate at his table. So he went to the king for dinner and brought the carpet: “Wouldn’t your majesty want to see what a nice thing I bought today?” The king looked and saw his entire kingdom as if in the palm of his hand; I gasped! “This is a carpet! I have never seen such a trick in my life. Well, commandant, whatever you want, I won’t give you the carpet.” Now the king took out twenty-five thousand and gave it to him from hand to hand, and hung the carpet in the palace. “Nothing,” the commandant thinks, “I’ll order another one even better.”

Now he galloped to the archer, found his hut, entered the little room, and as soon as he saw the archer’s wife, at that very moment he forgot himself and his business, he himself does not know why he came; in front of him is such a beauty that he would not take his eyes off him, he would just keep looking and looking! He looks at someone else’s wife, and in his head thought after thought: “Where has this been seen, where has this been heard, for a simple soldier to own such a treasure? Even though I serve under the king himself and have the rank of general, I have never seen such beauty anywhere!” It was with great effort that the commandant came to his senses and reluctantly went home. From that time on, from that time on, he became completely different from himself: both in dreams and in reality, he only thinks about the beautiful archer; and eats - she won’t overeat, and drinks - she won’t get drunk, she all introduces herself!

The king noticed him and began to ask him: “What happened to you? How bad is it?" - “Ah, Your Majesty! I saw a Sagittarius’s wife, there is no such beauty in the whole world; I keep thinking about her: I can’t eat or drink anything, I can’t bewitch her with any drug!” The king wanted to admire it for himself, so he ordered the carriage to be laid and went to the Streltsy settlement. He enters the little room and sees unimaginable beauty! Whoever looks at it, whether old or young, will fall madly in love. A sweetheart of his heart pinched him. “Why,” he thinks to himself, “am I walking around single and unmarried? I wish I could marry this beauty; Why should she be a shooter? She was destined to be a queen.”

The king returned to the palace and said to the commandant: “Listen! You managed to show me Streltsov’s wife - unimaginable beauty; now manage to kill her husband. I want to marry her myself... If you don’t, blame yourself; even though you are my faithful servant, you will be on the gallows!” The commandant went, more saddened than before; He can’t figure out how to solve a Sagittarius.

He walks through vacant lots and back streets, and Baba Yaga meets him: “Stop, royal servant! I know all your thoughts; Do you want me to help you with your inevitable grief?” - “Help me, grandma!” I’ll pay whatever you want.” - “A royal decree has been told to you so that you can destroy Fedot the Sagittarius. This matter would be unimportant: he himself is simple, but his wife is painfully cunning! Well, we’ll make a riddle that won’t be solved soon. Return to the king and say: far away, in the thirtieth kingdom there is an island; On that island there is a deer with golden antlers. Let the king recruit fifty sailors - the most unfit, bitter drunkards, and order an old, rotten ship, which has been retired for thirty years, to be prepared for the campaign; on that ship let him send Fedot the archer to get the golden antlers of the deer. To get to the island, you have to swim neither more nor less - three years, and back from the island - three years, a total of six years. The ship will put out to sea, serve for a month, and then sink: both the archer and the sailors will all go to the bottom!”

The commandant listened to these speeches, thanked Baba Yaga for her science, rewarded her with gold and ran to the king. “Your Majesty! - speaks. “So and so - we can probably lime the Sagittarius.” The king agreed and immediately gave orders to the fleet: to prepare an old, rotten ship for the campaign, load it with provisions for six years and put fifty sailors on it - the most dissolute and bitter drunkards. The messengers ran to all the taverns, to the taverns, and recruited such sailors that it was interesting to look at: some had black eyes, some had a crooked nose. As soon as the king was informed that the ship was ready, he at that very moment demanded the archer: “Well, Fedot, you are a great fellow, the first archer in the team; do me a service, go to distant lands, to the thirtieth kingdom - there is an island there, on that island there walks a deer with golden horns; catch him alive and bring him here.” Sagittarius thought; doesn’t know what to answer him. “Think or don’t think,” said the king, “and if you don’t get the job done, then my sword is your head off your shoulders!”