Chapter 32 prelude

SCENE 1 Enter the proprietor in front of the deserted village hotel and Sly. Sly, I'll beat you! Only when the female shopkeeper puts you in the shackles and handcuffs, you will know how powerful you are, you rascal! Sly you are a scumbag!Find out, there never was a hooligan in my Sly family, our ancestors came with Long Live Richard.Shut your stinky mouth for me; I don't care about anything. Shopkeeper, won't you compensate me for the broken cup? Sly no, not a dime for you.Slut, you better get into your cold bed. Shopkeeper I know what to do with your kind; I'll send the officers to catch you. (Down.)

Sly let him come, I'm not breaking the law, let's see what he can do to me.A good man never escapes, let him come. (Lie on the ground and go to sleep.) Trumpet sound.Enter the nobles who have returned from hunting, with their slaves and servants, and so on. Noble slave hunter, take good care of my hounds.Poor Mauriman, he frothed from his lips!Put Claude with that big mouthed bitch.Don't you see Silver at the corner of the hedge, finding the lost beast?Even if they gave me twenty pounds, I wouldn't transfer it. Lord Slave Hunter, Pollman is not on his business; he will bark at the slightest smell, and he has found prey twice today.I think it's still good.

What do you know nobleman!If Echo had been quicker, he would have been worth twenty of these dogs.But you have to feed them well and take care of them.I'm going to go hunting tomorrow. First Slave Hunter Yes, sir. Noble (see Sly) What is this?Was it a dead man, or was he drunk?See if he is angry? Lord Second Slave Hunter, he's breathing.If he hadn't been drunk, he wouldn't have slept so soundly on such a cold ground. Nobility Look at this stupid thing!How he lay there like a pig!After a person's death, it's just so ugly!I'm going to play tricks on this drunk.Let us carry him back and put him on the bed, dress him in fine clothes, put many rings on his fingers, set a table of rich food and drink by the bed, and wait on him with neatly dressed servants, waiting for him When he woke up, wouldn't the beggar forget himself too?

First slave hunter, I think he can't remember who he is. Second Slave Hunter When he wakes up, he will be shocked. Nobility is like being in a dream or an empty fantasy.Lift him up now, and gently carry him into one of my best rooms, where the walls are covered with my lecherous pictures, and wash his hair with warm perfume, and the room is smoked. He would play the fragrant sandalwood, and get the musical instrument ready, and when he woke up, he would play a wonderful fairy song.If he said anything, he immediately asked him respectfully and in a low voice, "What do you want, sir?" One servant was holding a silver basin filled with rosewater soaked in petals, another was holding a jug, and the third One held a handkerchief and said, "My lord, wash your hands." Then another took a rich suit and asked him which one he would like to wear; still another reported to him the state of his hounds and horses, He said his wife was very sad to see him sick.Make him believe he was mad; and if he says what he is, tell him he's dreaming, for he's a great man.It must be a wonderful pastime for you to continue acting with your heart like this, don't make too much noise.

Master Slave Hunter A, we must act with our hearts, let him see that we dare not neglect, and believe that he is really a noble person. The nobleman gently lifted him up and let him rest on the bed for a while. When he woke up, everyone went to work according to their duties. (Slave exits; horn sounds) Come on, go and see who it is that blows the horn. (Exit a servant) Perhaps some noble person passing by wants to stop here for a while. Re-enter the servant. Noble, who is it? The servant told the master that a group of actors were coming to serve the master. The nobleman called them over.

Enter the actors. Nobles welcome, everyone! Thank you, my lord. Do you want to stay with me tonight, nobles? If Master Lingjia doesn't dislike you, we are willing to serve you. Nobility is fine.This person is very familiar, I remember him once playing the role of a farmer's eldest son courting a lady, and he played very well.I forgot your name, but you played that role perfectly, without any affectation. Ling Jia, you are probably talking about Su Duo. Aristocrat By the way, you play nicely.You have come by coincidence, because I am about to put on a scene, and you can help me a lot.There is a nobleman coming to listen to your opera tonight. He has never heard of an opera in his life. I am very worried that you will laugh at his stupid appearance, which will make him angry; I tell you, he'd lose his temper whenever he saw anybody smile.

Master Lingjia, don't worry.Even if he's the weirdest guy ever, we'll keep ourselves in check. Nobles come, take them to the mess room, and treat them well; whatever they need, I can supply them as much as I have in my house. (The first servant leads the actors down) Come, go find my boy Bartholomew, dress him up as a lady, and take him to the drunkard's room, and call him his wife, if you want Very respectful.Tell him for me that he must behave with dignity and delicacy, as he has seen noble women before their husbands; He bowed his knees to pay respects; he should say, "My husband, if you have anything to tell me, please say so, so that I can do a little bit of my duty as a wife and show a little love for you." Then he pretended to be affectionate Hugging and kissing the drunkard, laying his head on his breast, with tears in his eyes, pretending for a long time that his husband was mad, and for seven years, pretending to be a poor, annoying beggar, now he Seeing her husband come to his senses, he wept with joy.If the child doesn't have a woman's ability to shed tears at any time, just wrap a shallot in a handkerchief and wipe her eyelids, and the tears will come.You tell him that if he plays well, I will love him very much.Get this done quickly, I have other things for you to do. (Exit Second Servant) I know the boy will imitate the lady's manners, actions, voice, and gait.I should like to hear him call the drunk man husband, and see how my servants try not to laugh when they salute the foolish countryman; In front of him, he will be somewhat restrained, so as not to show his flaws. (Rate the rest of the audience.)

In the second scene, Slai wears rich pajamas in the bedroom of the nobleman's house, and the servants carry coats, hats, pots and basins, etc., and the nobleman also dresses as servants and stands in it. Sly, for God's sake, a jug of light ale! First Servant Would you like a glass of white wine? Second Servant, would you like to have a taste of these candied fruits? What clothes will Master Servant C wear today? Sly, I'm Christopher Sly, don't tell me who I am.I never drank any white wine or black wine; if you will give me candied fruit, cut two pieces of dry beef.Don't ask me what I like to wear, I have no shirt, but a bare back; I have no socks, but two bare legs; the rare time I wear shoes on my feet, when I wear them, my toes It will also come outside.

Aristocrats, may Heaven bless you from this idle fantasy!It is beyond my imagination that such a powerful, noble-born, wealthy, and revered person as you could be infected with such a vile demon! What about Sly!Do you take me for a madman?Am I not Christopher Sly, the son of old man Sly of Burden Village, who was born a peddler, has also learned a trade, and has gone through the rivers and lakes, and is now a tinker?If you don't believe me, ask Manlene Hackett, the fat wine woman in Wincourt, if she knows me; and if she doesn't tell you I owe her fourteenpence for the drink, I'm the best in the world. A lying villain.how!Am I crazy?Here it is—servant A!The wife is crying all day long because she sees you like this.

Second servant!Your servants are all downcast when they see you like this. Your kinsmen are barred from your gates because of this strange madness.Please, my lord, think of your origin, recall your former thoughts, and forget all these vile nightmares.Look, your servants are waiting for you, each one is waiting for your order.Do you want to listen to music?listen!Apollo is playing the harp, and (music) twenty caged nightingales are singing.do you want to sleepWe will help you to a couch that is more fragrant and soft than the special royal bed made by ancient queens.do you want to walkWe will cover the ground with flower petals for you.Do you want to ride a horse?What you have is a horse with a saddle studded with gold beads.Are you hawking?You have the condor that soars higher than the morning lark.Are you going hunting?The bark of your pig dog can make the valley echo and soar to the sky.

First servant, will you hunt?Your hounds run faster than moose. Second servant, do you like painting?We can bring you a picture of Adonis at once, standing by the running water, and Cecelia hidden in the reed, which seems to be blown by her breath, and the reed is swaying there . Nobility We can show you how Io, in the age of the virgin, was seduced and raped, as if alive. Servant C or Daphne walking in the thorn forest, her leg was wounded by thorns, it looked like she was bleeding; sad Apollo couldn't help crying when he saw her like this; the blood and tears were drawn The description is vivid. Nobility You are a real nobleman; you have a wife, more beautiful than any woman in the world. FIRST SERVANT Before she let tears run down her lovely face for your sake, she was a beauty like no other in the world, and even now she is no less beautiful than any woman. Sly Am I a lord?Do I have such a wife?Am I dreaming, or am I just now waking up from a dream?I am not asleep now; I see, I hear, I can speak; I smell fragrances, I touch soft things.Why, I'm really a gentleman, not a tinker, or Christopher Sly.Well, go fetch me my wife; and don't forget to pour me a jug of the weakest ale. Second servant asks the master to wash his hands. (The servants come forward with pot towels) Ah, we are so glad that you have come to your senses now and know who you are!For the past fifteen years, you have been dreaming, even when you are awake, it is as if you are asleep. Sly these fifteen years!Oh, what a long sleep it was!But didn't I say a word at those times? First servant, my lord, you speak, but it's all nonsense; though you sleep in such a rich room, yet you say you've been knocked out, and cursed at the woman who lives there. The master said that she would go to the Yamen to sue her, because she sold wine in vats and did not follow the government's quota.Sometimes your name is Cecilie Hackett. Yes, Sly, that's one of the maids in the hotel. Third servant Oh, my lord, when did you know there was such a hotel, such a woman?And what about Stephen Sly, what old Greek John Napes, what Peter Teff, what Henry Pimbner, and a dozen or twenty other names like that never existed People who, no one has ever seen. Sly, thank God I'm awake now! Amen, servants! Thank you, Sly, and I will reward you in a big way later. Enter the boy, pretending to be a lady, leading his attendants. Master Tong, how are you today? Sly drank good wine and ate good meat, of course he was very good.Where is my wife? Here is the boy, sir, what do you want? Sly, you are my wife, why don't you call me husband?My servants call me lord.I am your relative. Boy, you are my husband and master; I am your faithful wife. Sly I know.what should i call her noble lady. Where is Mrs Alice Sly, or Mrs Joan? A noble lady is a lady, that's what gentlemen call their wives. Mrs. Sly, they say I have been dreaming for more than fifteen years. Boy, yes, I haven't slept with you in the past many years. To me, it's like being a widow for thirty years. Slaine really wronged you.Hey, you all go away.Ma'am, take off your clothes and come to bed quickly. Master Tong, please forgive me for a night or two, otherwise I will wait until the sun goes down.The doctors once took care of me and told me not to share the bed with you for the time being, lest the old disease relapse.I hope this one reason will make you forgive me. Sly, I really can't wait, but I don't want to have those dreams again, so I have to hold back my desire and let's talk slowly. Enter a Servant. The servant told the master that the troupe of actors heard that your body had recovered, and wanted to come and perform an interesting comedy to amuse you.Physicians say that your blood stagnates because you think too much; and too much worry drives you mad, so they think you'd better have a good time and enjoy yourself, so that you can live longer. Sly is fine, let them play it.What kind of comedy are you talking about, isn't it the kind of stuff that flips some buckets and bounces around? Boy No, sir, it's much more fun than that. Slay what!Is it a thing placed at home? The little boy and the others acted out a story. All right, let's see.Come, madam, sit by my side, let us enjoy our youth, regardless of the vicissitudes of life! (Trumpets play coloratura.)