Chapter 43 the story of the sleeping king

Once upon a time, when Hruna Rad was in charge of the caliphate, there was a merchant's son named Epo Hassan.After the old businessman died, he left ten thousand family property.Epo Hassan divides the money left by his father into two parts: one part is kept secretly and the other part is spent freely.He spends money like water, spends time, drinks, eats, drinks and has fun with a group of playboys, leads a wandering life, and finally spends that money day by day.He went to those friends who used to hang out with empty hands, and told them that he was poor and had no money to spend, but no one paid any attention to him at this time.They looked at him with contempt and cared nothing for him.

Hassan was heartbroken, and when he returned home, he told his mother about the cruelty of the world. "Hassan!" his mother said, "it's the way people are in the world these days. If you are rich, people flatter you and get close to you; when your luck is bad, they will abandon you at a gallop!" His mother As he spoke, he couldn't help worrying about his life, and he himself sighed and wept sadly, singing: "My money is short, and my relatives and friends stay away from me, When I have a lot of money, everyone is close to me. Friends, relatives, pay me for money;

Once the money runs out, only me is left alone. " After experiencing this lesson, Hassan let go of his troubles and cheered up.He dug out another piece of money buried in the ground, and began to be a diligent man.He cut off the way of spending time and drinking to make friends, lived a peaceful life, and only interacted with strangers from then on.Because of the profound lesson, he vowed that even if he interacts with strangers, he can only get together for one night, and then he will go his own way the next day and never communicate with each other again. After Epo Hassan made up his mind, he always stayed at the bridgehead for a while every evening, looking at the pedestrians coming and going.If he meets strangers, he will warmly invite them to his home, entertain them, drink and have a happy night with them.In the early morning, he always sent off the guests politely, but after that, even if the two parties met, he would not say hello and never communicate with each other again.In this way, he entertained strangers every day for a year.

One day, Hassan sat on the bridge as usual, looked at the passers-by, and was about to invite strangers to his house.At this time, the great king Hruna Ladd and his judge Mashrun passed the bridge in plain clothes.Seeing that they were strangers, Hassan greeted them and said, "Would you two go to the humble house for a light meal and a few glasses of light wine? The humble house has fresh steamed buns, fat meat and good old wine." The great king politely declined. Hassan continued to say earnestly: "In the name of Allah, the two gentlemen must not be polite, please come to the humble house.

I'd be very happy to have you as my guests tonight, don't let me down. "He seemed very sincere and enthusiastic. The great king finally agreed to visit his house, so he rejoiced and accompanied the great king home, talking and laughing. When he got home, the king ordered Ma Shilun to wait in front of the door, and he went to the living room with Hassan to sit down.The host serves a feast of wine and enjoys himself with the guests.The host and guest ate to their heart's content, Hassan filled a glass of wine to flatter the guests, and the two talked heart-to-heart while drinking.The king, amazed at his host's generosity, asked:

"Young man, who are you? Tell me, and I will repay you." "Sir, why restore what is lost. After we break up this time, it will be difficult to get together again!" "Why is this? Can you tell me the reason here?" "You know, sir, my circumstances make me like this. There's a reason for it." "Why?" "Like a tail. I'll explain it to you from the story of the scoundrel and the cook about a tail." Once upon a time there was a rascal who was poor and lazy and had nothing.Poverty made him hungry and cold, desperate, and depressed to the extreme all day long.One day, he didn't get up until the sun was shining on his buttocks. He was so hungry that he was so greedy that he panicked.Since he didn't have a penny in his hand and couldn't fill his stomach, he had no choice but to wander the streets aimlessly.Passing by the door of a restaurant, he saw the pot was steaming hot and fragrant, the hall was tidy, and the cook was standing by the pot, washing the cups and plates, and arranging the tableware, so he swaggered in.He greeted the cook decently, and said:

"Give me meat for 50 cents, and rice for 50 cents." The cook weighed the meat, prepared the food, and set it before the rascal.The rascal ate and drank without restraint, and ate all the food in a short time, leaving nothing behind. How would he pay for the meal, with a full stomach and embarrassment?He shook his head, looked around, carefully looked at all kinds of objects in the restaurant, and finally found a stove thrown on the ground.Driven by curiosity, he reached out to straighten the stove, but found a bloody horse's tail protruding from it.So he found that when the cook was selling beef, he mixed in horsemeat.

Grasping the handle of the cook, his suspended heart immediately fell, and he was contented and full of joy.So he washed his hands, nodded proudly, and walked out of the restaurant.Seeing that he was eating free food without paying for it and walking away with ease, the cook called out: "Stop, you bastard!" The rascal stopped immediately, glared at the cook, and said, "Do you dare to call me like that? You bastard!" Furious, the cook walked out of the restaurant and said, "Huh! What are you talking about? You don't pay for free food, and you still want to put on airs?"

"You bastard, nonsense!" The cook grabbed the rascal by the collar and shouted loudly: "Muslim brothers! You come to judge, I just opened the door, and this unlucky guy came to eat for free." People heard the sound and came to watch the excitement.Everyone surrounded the cook and the rascal, and everyone accused the rascal, saying: "Why don't you pay for your meal? Hurry up and pay them." "I already paid a dollar." "If you pay half a penny, by Allah, all my income today is considered ill-gotten gains. Brothers! He really wanted to eat free from me, and wanted to leave without paying anything. "

"Of course I gave you a dollar," said the rascal, and began to curse the cook.The two quarreled.He punched the cook, and the two of them fought each other and rolled into a ball.People were busy persuading the fight, mediating between the two, and someone persuaded: "How can we fight? Explain the reason clearly." "Well! By Allah," said the rascal, "of course there is a reason for it, and it is for the sake of a horse's tail." Hearing the scoundrel mentioning the horse's tail, the cook suddenly realized that he had been caught, and hurriedly said: "Oh! That's right, now you remind me, you really paid one yuan, there is nothing wrong with that. I should also pay You money, come on, I will return the money to you."

Epo Hassan told the story of the rascal and the cook, and then he said to the Great King Caliph: "My own case, brother! It is like the story I told you, and there is a reason why it is difficult to tell. " The king smiled and said, "By Allah, the story is wonderful, but please tell me your story and your so-called reason." "Okay, I'll tell you now, guest! My name is Epo Hassan. When my father died, I left me a large fortune. I divided the money into two parts, one was hidden, and the other As daily expenses. I eat and drink, spend money, and often associate with a group of young masters and dudes. No matter who they are, I go to get close to them, spend time and wine together, and spend money like water. As a result, the money in my hand is very expensive. It’s almost gone. When I’m empty-handed, I go to the group of old friends, but no one is willing to help me, and they don’t even give me any leftover leftover soup and buns. I’m really heartbroken ah! When I went home and complained to my mother, my mother comforted me and said, 'That's what friends are like.When you are rich, they come to flatter you, spend your money, and eat your money; when you run out of money, they turn their backs on you and alienate you.There are only those who enjoy blessings together, how can there be troubles together? ' This time the lesson was too deep, I changed my mind from then on, started a new life, took out the hidden money, and spent it carefully. From now on, when I communicate with people, I will only enjoy one night of fun, and the next day I will go my own way and never communicate with each other. Therefore, I said to you earlier: "Why should what is going to disappear be restored?" 'Because after this night, we will never be together again. " The Great King Caliph laughed when he heard what Hassan said, and said, "In the name of Allah, brother! I have heard your story, and I think you should be forgiven. By Allah's will, I I must keep in touch with you often." "Friend! Haven't I already said, why restore what is going to disappear? I don't want to be a frequent friend with anyone anymore." Hassan was talking with the great king when the servant brought out another sumptuous meal.There was roast goose and all kinds of savory dishes, and Hassan cut open the meat with a knife.After the meal, the servant brought pots and soap horns for the guests to wash their hands, and then lit three lamps and three candles for the guests, and put out fragrant and delicious wine.Hassan poured the first cup to the two and said to the king: "Friend, you're welcome. We don't have to be restrained. Let's drink to our heart's content! Now I am your servant, and it doesn't matter if the master and servant get drunk." After they drank their glasses, they poured another Fill the second glass. The king was amazed at Hassan's words and acts of generosity, and thought to himself, "By Allah, his generosity and kindness shall be reciprocated." Hassan handed the second glass of wine to the guest and chanted: "We shed blood and tears; Welcome to your visit, use the body as a bedding, Please step on my forehead. " In order to thank the master, the Great King Caliph took the wine glass, drank it in one gulp, and then handed the wine glass to the master.Hassan took it, poured a full glass, drank it all in one gulp, then poured a third glass to the guest, and said: "Your presence, I am extremely honored. I admit: If not for your presence, Who can bring such glory? You are the only messenger. " Hassan and the Great King Caliph poured and drank, and the two fell in love with each other, and they talked about it all the time.The Great King Caliph asked: "Brother, please tell me, what is your urgent desire to fulfill? Is there any problem that needs to be solved?" "There's nothing wrong with it. But if I'm in power, I'll vent my anger a bit." "In the name of Allah, brother, if there is any grievance in your heart, tell me!" "I hope that Allah will give me a chance to take revenge, because the four old men who live next door to me always trouble me when I entertain guests, not only speaking rudely, but also constantly threatening me, saying that I will go to the Caliph Go and sue me. They have wronged me and insulted me time and time again. If I can get a chance to be in power for a day, I will beat them 400 boards in front of everyone, and in the city of Baghdad, I will publicly declare that they only cause trouble, The sin of ruining another's happiness. That's my only wish." "Allah will make your long-cherished wish come true for you. Come on, drink two more cups at dawn, and then I will take my leave, and I will disturb you again tomorrow night." "That's not what I want!" The Great King Caliph poured a glass of wine with his own hands, secretly put a piece of anesthetic in the glass, handed the wine to Hassan, and said, "I swear on my life, brother, I must pay you back this glass of wine, drink it." "Thank you for your respect! I swear by your life, I will definitely drink this glass of wine." Hassan said, took the wine glass, drank it down, and then fell to the ground like a dead man.The king hurried to the door and said to Mashrun: "Go and carry the young master out of the house, close the door when you come out, and then carry him into the palace to see me." After finishing his orders, the king hurried back to the palace. According to the king's instructions, Mashron carried Hassan out, closed the door, and followed the king all the way back to the palace. When he placed Hassan in front of the Great King Caliph, it was already the time when the roosters were crowing and the dawn was approaching.The Great King Caliph looked at Hassan who was in a coma with a smile, and then sent someone to pass the prime minister Zhang Erfan into the palace, and said to him: "You carefully recognize this young man. He will wear my palace uniform and sit on my throne tomorrow. You You must respectfully flatter him, and treat him as me. You must also order princes, generals, civil and military officials, and servants to obey his instructions and serve him well. Tell everyone that you must obey his instructions, and what he ordered, you It must be done respectfully, and no one is allowed to disobey him." Zhang Erfan accepted the task and retreated. After the king gave his orders, he went into the harem again, summoned all the court ladies to Hassan, and ordered: "Tomorrow, when this sleeping man wakes up from his dream, you must all kneel down to him, surround him and wait on him, and serve him well." Put on my royal crown and serve him like a king. Say to him, 'You are the caliph.'" Then he arranged in detail how to talk to Hassan and how to serve him, and then retreated. After arriving behind the curtain, put down the door curtain, rest and sleep. During this time, Hassan had been sleeping soundly. When the sun rose the next day, a court lady came to him and said, "Your Majesty, it's time for morning prayer." Hassan woke up when he heard the sound, opened his eyes and saw that the walls and ceiling were painted golden, embroidered silk curtains were hung on the doors and windows, and gold, jade, pottery, crystal utensils and velvet decorations were displayed around, the maids of honor and servants Crowds and groups, coming and going, appear extremely lively.This scene made Hassan stunned and confused for a moment, thinking to himself: "Oh! By Allah, am I dreaming? Am I awake? Have I entered Paradise?" He couldn't figure it out, so he just closed his eyes.At this time, a male servant said: "Your Majesty, you usually never sleep until this time and get up!" Then the maids of the palace rushed to the bed, waited on him attentively, and helped him get up.He didn't understand how he could sleep on the dragon bed, and the quilt and bedding were all made of silk.He leaned on the pillow, looked at the magnificent palace, and looked around at the servants who served him, secretly amused in his heart, and thought to himself: "In the name of Allah, I neither seem to be awake, nor do I seem to be awake. dream." He stood up, then sat down again, not knowing what to do. Gong'e Cainu couldn't help sniggering secretly.He bit his finger uneasily, it hurt so much, so he became more and more inexplicable.The great king hid behind the curtain, and was amused by his embarrassment. Hassan looked around, quietly called a maid, and said to her: "In the name of Allah, little servant girl, am I the Great King's Caliph?" "Yes, by Allah, you are indeed the Caliph." "Are you lying?" He didn't believe it. He called another older servant, who came forward, knelt down, and asked, "What orders does Your Majesty have?" "Who is the caliph?" "You are the Caliph." "you are lying." Again he asked one of the guards: "My friend, by Allah, am I the Caliph?" "Yes, in the name of Allah. Your Majesty, you are indeed the Caliph, the Highest Emperor." Hassan smiled resignedly, his mind bewildered, and what had happened at this moment made him look like an idiot.He was confused and said to himself: "Yesterday I was still Epo Hassan, why did I become a great king overnight?" "Yes, Your Majesty," said an older servant, "By Allah, you are the Caliph - the Highest King of Kings." The maids and servants surrounded him to serve him, calling out to the servants, lively and joyful.This scene made him more and more confused and surprised.Then a servant brought him a pair of slippers inlaid with gold, and he took them and put them on his hands, and the servant cried out: "Oh! Allah! Allah! Your Majesty, these are for your feet. Slippers for the bathroom." Feeling ashamed, Hassan dropped the slippers and put them on. The real Caliph watched from behind the curtain, laughing almost breathlessly. The servants served Hassan to the bathroom.After he defecated, they brought gold basins and silver pots and asked him to wash himself.Then, the maids and servants laid down blankets for him to worship.He counted twenty prayers and thought to himself: "In the name of Allah, maybe I am really the Great King Caliph. This is not a dream. Dreams have never been so clear." He finally believed that he was the Great King , I no longer have doubts and fears in my heart. After the worship, the servants took out the king's palace clothes from the silk package and put him on, and gave him the royal sword. Then, the high-ranking servants led the way, and the low-ranking servants followed, surrounded him all the way to the court and sat on the throne.He put the sword in front of the chair, and then looked up, and saw civil and military officials standing in the forty curtains of the arcade, wearing all kinds of swords, everyone knelt down to worship him, praised him, and shouted long live , the ceremony was very grand.Finally, Prime Minister Zhang Erfan came forward, knelt down in front of him and said: "Master, I wish you endless life. May Allah's heaven be your resting place, and hell be the destination of rebels. May all people in the world respect and love you, and may the flame of happiness shine on you forever." After Zhang Erfan praised, Hassan shouted loudly: "You pig and dog of the Bai Lebi family! I order you and the governor to visit Aipo Hassan's mother immediately, and reward her with one hundred gold coins as a compliment; the next door to her There are four old men, I order you to arrest them all, each of them will punish you four hundred times, and let them parade in the city on the back of an animal. You must send someone to announce their crimes in public: They chatter and disturb their neighbors. " Zhang Erfan kissed the ground in front of him, said "obedience", and stepped back to perform the task in fear. Hassan sits on the throne, in charge of the power of the Great King Caliph, issues orders to civil and military officials, and handles state affairs.He was busy until the evening, when the officials and courtiers finally retreated, the attendants poured out from inside to bless him, call him long live, lift the curtain for him courteously, and surrounded him back to the palace.The lights in the palace are brilliant, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras is endless, and the scene is beautiful.He couldn't help being confused again, and said to himself: "In the name of Allah, am I really the Great King Caliph?" Back in the harem, the maidservants happily surrounded him, embraced him into the dining room, and set out a sumptuous banquet. He ate heartily and ate until his belly was full.Then, pointing to a court lady, he asked, "What's your name?" The maid said, "My name is Meska." He asked the second one: "What's your name?" The maid said, "My name is Solva." He asked the third one: "What about you?" The maid said, "My name is Du Kafen." He asked the ladies' names one by one, then stood up and walked to the drinking place.Looking up, he saw that everything was neatly arranged. Ten large plates were filled with all kinds of fresh fruits and sweets. He tasted a little of each.Then, three singers, as beautiful as the full moon, came slowly and sang melodiously accompanied by beautiful and moving music.Numerous maids in strange and colorful costumes sang together, singing and dancing amidst the feasting and feasting, and he felt relaxed and unrestrained, as if he was enjoying himself in heaven.He rewarded the singers for this.All these scenes, the real caliph watched from behind the curtain and laughed heartily. In the middle of the night, the real caliph came out of the curtain and told a court lady to put a lump of anesthetic in a cup and pour the wine for Hassan, who drank and fainted.Then the king appeared with a smile, called Mashron to him, and ordered: "Send him back." Mashlun carried him to his home as ordered, put him in the living room, closed the door, and then turned back to the palace. Hassan slept in his living room until the next morning.As soon as he woke up, he immediately shouted: "Solva! Juno! Mesca! Du Kafen!..." He called the names of the ladies.His mother got up immediately when he heard him calling the woman's name, ran to him and said: "Allah bless you, my son Hassan, wake up, you are dreaming!" He opened his eyes and saw an old woman standing in front of him, she got up and asked, "Who are you?" "I am your mother." "You lie, old bastard! I am the Caliph." "Are you mad?" cried his mother, terrified. "Son, be quiet and stop shouting. If your words reach the Caliph's ears, we shall die." Hearing his mother's cry, he looked around and saw his mother standing beside them. They stayed together in the living room, feeling puzzled for a moment, and said, "In the name of Allah, mother, I dreamed that I lived in a palace, and all the servants and servants Serve me courteously. I sit on the throne of the caliph, hold great power, and issue orders. I swear to Allah, mother, this is indeed what I saw with my own eyes, and it is not like a dream." He thought for a while, and then said: " Really, I am Epo Hassan, all that must be a dream, I am the caliph in the dream, with boundless power, joy and majesty." But he was confused again, and said to himself: "No, this is not a dream , I must be the caliph, and I have rewarded the good and punished the evil." "Son! Don't let your dreams cloud your mind, it will go to a madhouse. You must have a devil playing tricks on you when you dream like this. The devil has his own magic to deceive people. Son! Did you talk to someone else last night?" Eat and drink together?" "Yes!" Hassan said after thinking for a while, "I had a drink with another man last night, and I told him about my situation. There is no doubt that this man is the devil. Mom! You are right , I'm April Hassan." "Son, I have good news for you. Yesterday Prime Minister Zhang Erfan came to condolence me and rewarded me with a hundred gold coins; the four old men next door were arrested by him, and each of them beat four hundred boards, announcing the crime of violating their neighbors." .They were deported." "Old shrew!" His mother's words made Hassan scream wildly, "How dare you deny me and say that I am not a caliph! Yesterday I ordered Zhang Erfan to punish those old guys, and he came to comfort you and I I will give you a hundred ducats for your order. I am indeed the Caliph. You old shrew! How dare you deceive me by telling me the wrong thing." He stood up as he spoke, and hit his mother with a branch, She yelled and yelled, and the neighbors rushed to see Hassan beating his mother while shouting: "Old shrew! I am clearly the caliph! How dare you lie to play tricks on me!" The neighbors heard him and thought he must be crazy.Without thinking about it, they rushed to catch him, tied him up, and sent him to the madhouse.The dean asked, "What's wrong with this young man?" "He's crazy," said the neighbor. "In the name of Allah," Hassan said, "I am not crazy, they are all liars. I am the Caliph." "It's you who are lying, you madman!" The dean immediately took off his clothes, put a thick chain around his neck, tied him to the iron window, and whipped him every day.Hassan was tortured for ten days in the madhouse.Afterwards, the mother went to him and said to him, "My son Hassan, come back to your senses. The devil is playing tricks on you." "Yes, Mom, you are right. Now I have repented and my sanity has recovered. Please help me prove it and save me. If I stay here again, I will die." His mother hurried to get the consent of the dean, and then took him home to recuperate. After resting at home for a month and gradually recovering his health, he began to look forward to entertaining guests again.So he was full of enthusiasm, tidied up the living room, prepared a sumptuous meal, and the old life still attracted him.As usual, he sat on the bridge, waiting for strangers passing by, so that they could have a drink together.The first person to pass before him this time happened to be the Great King Caliph, Hruna Rad.Hassan said to him sullenly: "I don't welcome you anymore. You are the devil." The Caliph walked over and said, "Brother, didn't I say that I would come to visit you again?" "I don't need you anymore. The old saying goes, 'Keep away from villains.' I entertained you that day, but I was possessed by it, and the magic haunted me, and I couldn't rest." "Who is the devil?" asked the Caliph. "you." The caliph smiled and sat down with Hassan's arm in his arms. He comforted him and said, "Brother, when I came home that night, I forgot to close the door for you. Maybe the devil saw the door was open and took the opportunity to break into the house to disturb you." "It's unfortunate what happened to me. You opened my door and let the devil disturb me. What is your intention?" So Hassan told his story again, and the caliph was amused and said: "Haven't you regained your health? Praise be to Allah, He has saved you from disaster." "I will never drink with you again. As the old saying goes, 'He who stumbles over a stone will be doomed if he does not learn his lesson.' You associate, and no longer drink with you." The caliph flattered him patiently, praised him, and said: "Brother, I am your guest, how can you refuse to entertain the guest?" Hassan couldn't stand the caliph's torture, and finally took him to the palace again at his request. own home.He brought out food, ate and drank with him, and talked about his experience.After eating, the servants took away the food and replaced it with fine wine.Hassan filled a glass, drank it in three gulps, poured another toast to the king, and said: "Friend, I serve you as a slave, you can treat me fairly, you and I want to have a drink together." Then he chanted happily: "I drink in the dark until very drunk. wine! You are like an arc at dawn, with joy, Dispel the worries in the heart. " The great king was moved by Hassan's speech and chanting, took the wine glass and drank it down.Then the two continued to drink and talk.As his drunkenness grew, Hassan began to repeat his old words, saying, "My friend, to tell you the truth, that really confuses me. I was indeed like a caliph, holding power, giving orders, rewarding good and punishing evil. Really Yeah, bro, it's not like a dream." "There is nothing to doubt about this, it must be a wild idea." The caliph said, and secretly put a piece of anesthetic in the wine glass again, saying: "I swear on my life, I salute you this glass, drink it." "Okay, I'll just drink it." The Great King Caliph admired Hassan's behavior and character, and privately thought: "I must try to let him enter the palace and accompany me to have a heart-to-heart talk." Hassan took the wine glass from the caliph's hand, drank it down, and immediately passed out in a daze.The king got up immediately as usual, walked out of the gate, and told Mashron, "Go in quickly, and carry him into the palace to see me." Mashlun obeyed and carried Hassan back to the palace to put him down.The caliph immediately ordered the maids to play the qin in front of Hassan, but he himself hid behind the curtain that Hassan could not see. At this time, it was almost dawn, and Hassan slowly came to his senses, heard the music and singing, opened his eyes, and saw that he was in the palace again, surrounded by a cloud of servants, this shock was not trivial, and he couldn't help sighing: " There is nothing I can do, I only hope that Almighty Allah will save me. To be honest, this is the first time I have suffered such cruel treatment in the lunatic asylum. Ah! save you and destroy the devil." He closed his eyes and pulled the quilt over himself.I saw the palace was resplendent with gold and jade, and the singing was melodious.A servant came up to him and said: "Your Majesty, can you sit up? Your servant is waiting to serve you." "I swear in the name of Allah, am I really a caliph? Are you cooperating to deceive me? Yesterday I had no experience of court or ruling. I just drank a glass of wine and fell asleep suddenly. Later, this servant woke me up." He said. He muttered to himself and sat up, meditating on the past: the experience of beating his mother and being sent to the madhouse was vivid in his mind, and the scars on his body from being whipped by the mad director were still fresh. At a loss, at the end, he had no choice but to sigh again: "I swear in the name of Allah, I don't understand my situation at all. Who brought me here?" He carefully looked at a court lady beside him and asked: "who am I?" "Your Majesty, you are the caliph." The lady-in-waiting replied. "Banshee, you are lying. If I were the caliph, then try to bite my finger." The maid listened to the order and walked over to bite his finger. Feeling the pain, he shouted, "Enough! Enough!" Then he asked another older servant, "Who am I?" "You are the Caliph, Your Majesty," replied the servant. He was even more confused and bewildered, as if he had fallen into a cloud of mist.He walked up to a little servant and said, "Come and bite my ear." After speaking, he bent down and put his ear in front of him.The little servant was young and ignorant, and he bit his ear with his teeth, and he couldn't let go of it. He was in terribly painful, and shouted: "Okay!" But the little servant misunderstood it as "Hold hard!" With his teeth, he finally bit his ear.At that time, the real caliph was hiding behind the curtain. Seeing this scene, he laughed so hard that he almost rolled out. Finally, he couldn't help but came out from behind the curtain, and suddenly appeared in front of Hassan, saying: "Hassan, you funny guy! I'm dying of laughter." Hassan looked back, recognized him, and said, "I swear in the name of Allah, it's you! Our mother and son and those old men next door have all suffered disasters because of you!" Caliph laughed. After that, the caliph gave Hassan preferential treatment, let him enjoy the blessings in the palace, and betrothed his most favored maid, Nohan Buwa, as his wife.From then on, Hassan lived in the palace and never left the caliph, and his status was very noble.He often accompanies the caliph and queen Zu Bailu to talk and feast, and loves his wife.On weekdays, the food and clothing are very luxurious, and they lead a happy life. Hassan and Nohan Buwa were loving couples who lived comfortably and happily under the protection of the caliphate. However, as time went on, due to the pursuit of comfort, the money in their hands was gradually squandered and life was difficult.One day, Hassan began to dream, and he called his wife: "Nohan Bowa! Listen to me!" "Hey! What's the matter?" Nohan responded. "I have an idea. Let me find a way to deceive the caliph, and you to find a way to deceive the queen. Maybe we can deceive them with two hundred gold coins and two bolts of silk to enjoy." "I agree, but what kind of deception do you think?" "We can deceive them by playing dead. So, let me play dead first. I lie down straight now. You spread my turban, cover me, bind my feet, and let me lie down again. Put a knife and some salt on my chest, then spread your hair, tear your clothes, slap your face, and run to the queen, crying, and report to her that I am dead. She must be sympathetic to the bad news Pity you, ask her steward to give you a hundred gold coins and a bolt of silk; you bring the money back. Then you lie down and pretend to be dead. I tore my clothes, messed up my beard and ran to the palace to report the funeral to the Caliph. He listened. The news of your death must take pity on me, and ordered his steward to give me a hundred gold coins and a bolt of silk. Then we can get the money back." "Really," Nohan exclaimed when he heard Hassan's plan, "this plan is wonderful." So she told her husband to lie down with his eyes closed, bound his feet, and covered him with a headband, Everything was done according to his instructions.Then she loosened her hair, tore off her clothes, and ran to the inner palace crying.Queen Zubalu was shocked when she saw her like this, and asked: "What's the matter with you? What makes you so sad?" "My God! I'm calling a funeral," she wailed. "Abbe Hassan's dead." "Poor Hassan!" Out of sympathy, the queen ordered the housekeeper to give Nohan a hundred gold coins and a bolt of silk, and then said, "Here, Nohan, use this to bury him properly." Nohan Buwa brought back a hundred gold coins and a bolt of silk, and happily told her husband what had happened. Hassan got up and accepted the hundred gold coins and a bolt of silk, dancing with joy.Then he made his wife lie down, played with her in the same way, then tore his turban and clothes, messed up his beard, and ran to the court weeping.Seeing his distressed appearance, the Caliph asked: "What happened? Hassan, tell me." "Report the funeral to His Majesty, my wife Nohan Buwa is dead." "Allah is the only master!" the caliph sighed.When he was sad, he comforted Hassan and said, "There is no way for a person to die. I will give you another maid." Then he ordered the treasurer to take one hundred gold coins and a piece of silk to Hassan. He ordered: "Here, Hassan, take it and bury her properly." Hassan took the money and silk, returned home with a smile on his face, and said to his wife, "Get up, our goal has been achieved." Nohan Buwa got up and took a hundred gold coins and a bolt of silk.The husband and wife were very happy. They sat down, had a heart-to-heart talk and joked with each other. After Hassan returned, the caliph felt depressed because of the death of Nohan Buwa. He restlessly supported Mashrun's shoulders, left the court, and went back to the inner palace to comfort the queen.At that time, the queen was weeping sadly. When she saw the caliph, she immediately got up to greet her. She was about to express her sorrow for her death, but the caliph spoke first: "Your handmaiden Nohan Buwa died. I left state affairs behind to express my sorrow to you." "Your Majesty, my maid is all right," said the Queen, "but your drinking buddy Apo Hassan died suddenly, and I was just about to express my sorrow to Your Majesty. Your Majesty, please don't be overly sad." “马什伦！”哈里发笑了一笑，对马什伦说，“妇女的头脑真简单！以安拉的名义起誓，刚才哈桑不是还在我面前吗？” “您不该在这种时候取笑呀！”王后苦笑着说，“爱坡·哈桑已经死了，您还非得把我的侍女也咒死吗？您怎么能骂我头脑简单呢？” “丧了命的是诺罕·卜娃。”哈里发坚决地说。 “您那儿发生了什么，我不清楚，但刚才诺罕·卜娃确实哭哭啼啼地跑来给我报丧，我安慰她，给了她一百金币、一匹绸子备办丧事，而我正准备为您的酒友爱坡·哈桑之死向您表示伤怀。” “丧命的不是别人，是诺罕·卜娃。”哈里发哈哈大笑。 “不，陛下。丧命的确实是爱坡·哈桑。” 哈里发急了，大声吩咐马什伦：“去，你快去哈桑家看看，到底是谁死了？”马什伦拔脚就跑。 哈里发对王后说：“你敢同我打赌吗？” “当然。我说丧命的是爱坡·哈桑。” “我说是诺罕·卜娃。我们打赌，拿我们各自的两座宫殿来赌吧。” 于是两人静静地坐着，等候马什伦回来。 马什伦奉命，匆匆向哈桑的寓所跑去。当时哈桑靠在窗前，见马什伦踉踉跄跄跑进巷口，心中有数，对诺罕·卜娃说：“哈里发打发掌刑官马什伦来调查我们的事情。你马上躺下装死，让他看一看。回去报告，以便哈里发相信我的话。”诺罕·卜娃躺了下去，哈桑迅速拿披巾盖在她身上，然后坐在一旁，悲哀哭泣。 马什伦到了哈桑家，见诺罕·卜娃僵躺着，便向哈桑致悼，然后揭开诺罕·卜娃的缠头，看了一眼，叹道：“安拉是唯一的主宰。我们的姐妹诺罕·卜娃过世了！人的生命多脆弱呀！愿安拉怜悯你，饶恕你的罪孽。” 马什伦探清楚实情，赶回宫去，站在哈里发和王后面前忍不住笑。哈里发骂道：“你这个狗东西！干吗吃吃傻笑？说吧，他们夫妇到底是谁死了？” “启奏陛下，”马什伦说，“以安拉的名义起誓，哈桑还活着，死的是诺罕·卜娃。” 哈里发忍不住高兴地笑了，他对王后说：“好吧！这个赌，你可输掉一幢宫殿了。”继而他吩咐马什伦：“现在把你看见的情况讲出来听听吧。” “是这样，”马什伦说，“我一口气跑到哈桑家中，见诺罕·卜娃在家里僵躺着，一动不动，哈桑正坐在她的尸体前，伤心地哭着。我慰问他，向他致哀，并专门察看了诺罕·卜娃的脸，她的脸还肿着。我对哈桑说，赶快准备安葬她吧。他说：'是的，我会好好安葬的。'我这才撇下他，赶快回来报告。现在他正预备安葬她呢。” 哈里发洋洋得意地笑着说：“马什伦，你对这位头脑简单的王后再说详细些。” 王后生气地骂道：“专信奴婢的人，他的头脑才真是简单呢。” “真的，陛下。”马什伦对哈里发说，“都说妇女头脑简单，信仰脆弱呢。” 王后生气了，对哈里发说：“您奚落我，以至于连这个奴才也因此欺凌我，我绝不服气，非派人去弄清楚究竟是谁死了。”她叫来一个管家的老太婆，吩咐道：“你去诺罕·卜娃家中看明白，弄清死的到底是谁？快去快回。” 老婆子奉命后，一路奔向诺罕·卜娃的住处。她刚进巷口，哈桑便看见她，认出是王后的管家。他对老婆说：“喂！卜娃，这像是王后打发人来察看我们的事情呢。一定是王后不相信马什伦的话，打发她的管家来调查清楚呢。现在我躺下装死，以便王后相信你的话。” 于是他躺下去，诺罕·卜娃用布束上她的眼睛，绑起他的双脚，把布盖在他身上，然后坐在他的身旁悲哀哭泣。 管家的老婆子进到屋里，见诺罕·卜娃坐在哈桑的尸体前哭泣，伤心欲死。见到管家婆，她哭喊着诉说道：“我做了什么孽呀？爱坡·哈桑死了，撇下我一个人，孤单寂寞，这日子可怎么过呀！”她撕着衣服，愈哭愈伤心，说道：“大妈哟！你老人家想想看，他一向是个好人呀！” “可不是吗？”管家婆安慰她，“你们一对好夫妻，你敬他，他爱你，相亲相爱，风流快活。如今遭遇这样的事，怎么能叫人不伤心呢！” 看了这种情景，管家婆认为马什伦有意在哈里发和王后之间搬弄是非，因而对诺罕·卜娃说：“还有更糟糕的！马什伦这个家伙搬弄是非，在哈里发和王后之间差点弄出一场是非来。” “这为什么呢？大妈。” “马什伦向哈里发和王后谎报你们的情况，他说你死了，只是哈桑还活着。” “可我刚才还去给王后报丧，她还给了我金币和绸子，让我好好安葬哈桑呢。大妈！你瞧，我遇上这种事，正惶惑得很，不知该怎么办。一个人孤苦伶仃，没人帮助，这怎么办呢？如果死的是我自己，让他活着，那才好啊！”她说着哭得更伤心，管家婆也不禁陪着她流泪。她一边流泪，一边走到哈桑面前，揭开盖着的布，见哈桑的眼睛被束得鼓了起来，于是她安慰诺罕·卜娃几句，向她告辞后，回到宫中，向王后报告了情况。 王后听了，一下笑开了，说道：“说我头脑简单，信仰薄弱，现在你讲给他听吧。” “这老婆子撒谎！”马什伦火了起来，“我亲眼瞧见哈桑活得好好的，诺罕·卜娃的尸体却躺在地上。” “你这个家伙才撒谎骗人呢，”管家婆不服气，“你是存心在哈里发和王后之间挑拨是非。” “别人不会撒谎，只有像你这样的泼妇才专门哄人，你的主人信任你，是她盲目愚蠢。” 王后一听，气得号陶大哭，哈里发对她说：“我撒谎，我的仆人也措施；你撒谎，你的丫头也撒谎。我们全都撒谎。这笔帐可是一时算不清。要想确证此事，还是我们四人一起，到哈桑家亲眼察看，让事实证明，到底谁错了。” “很好。”马什伦拥护他的主人，“我们马上就去，事情一旦弄清楚，我会收拾这个倒霉的老泼妇，揍她一顿，出出我胸中的闷气。” “坏蛋！”管家婆回骂马什伦，“你的头脑可真够愚蠢，和老母鸡丝毫没有差别。” 马什伦挨了骂，怒火升腾，冲过去要揍管家婆。王后伸手拦住他说：“别着急。你和她谁在撒谎，谁公正无欺，马上就可以证实。是非终会分明，那时你们再闹不迟。” 于是哈里发、王后、马什伦和管家婆四个人一块儿动身，离开王宫，径直向哈桑的寓所而去。他们一路上发誓赌咒，谁也不服输，吵吵嚷嚷地来到哈桑门前。 哈桑见他们全都赶来，便对老婆说：“糟了！瓦罐不是每次都摔不坏的！这肯定是那个老太婆回去以后，报告的情况与马什伦报告的不一样，使他们相互争论、怀疑，不知道我们谁死谁活，因此哈里发、王后、马什伦和老太婆才约齐，到我们家来察看。” "What to do about this?" “让我们俩一块儿装死，憋住气，挺直地躺着不动。” 诺罕·卜娃按丈夫的意见，夫妻两人随即束起脚，拿布盖着身体，憋着气，合上眼，装死不动。 随即，哈里发、王后、马什伦和管家婆一齐走进屋来，见哈桑和他妻子都死了，两个尸体并排躺着，王后埋怨：“都是你们，口口声声咒我的侍女，现在把她咒死了。我相信，她是因为哈桑之死而倍感伤心，是忧愁夺去了她的生命呀！” “这真是胡扯，”哈里发说，“她当然死在哈桑之前，哈桑刚才还到宫里向我报丧，当时他气得撕衣服、拔胡须、握着两块砖头捶自己的胸。是我安慰他，给了他一百金币、一匹绸子作为埋葬费，叫他回来准备，好生安慰她的尸体，并且答应再给他一个更好的宫女为妻，还嘱咐他不可过于悲哀。事实上是哈桑受不了悲哀，才愁死了。当然是我赌胜了，我应该赢你的东西。” 王后不服气地同哈里发争辩，议论纷纷，道理层出不穷。两人得不出结果，没奈何，哈里发气得一屁股坐在两个死人旁边，长吁短叹地说： “嘿！向穆罕默德圣人和我先祖的坟墓起誓，谁能把这两口子谁先死的消息告诉我，那么我愿意赏他一千金币。” 哈桑听了哈里发许的愿，一骨碌爬起来，站到哈里发面前说：“陛下，是我先死，请您实现诺言，赏我一千金币吧。”接着诺罕·卜娃也爬起来，没事似地站在哈里发和王后面前，哈里发、王后、马什伦和管家婆眼看这种情景，惊悸之余，知道哈桑和诺罕·卜娃夫妻两人平安地活着，大家转忧为喜，尤其是王后，既生气丫头胡闹，又因为她活着而高兴。哈里发和王后为他们夫妻两人平安活着而庆贺。细问之下，才知两人装死，原来是为了骗钱。 王后道：“卜娃，今后你有什么需要，应该向我索取，可不许用这种办法而使我心焦。” “王后，”诺罕·卜娃说，“可是我感觉惭愧，不好意思开口呀。” 爱坡·哈桑夫妻俩的计谋被揭穿后，哈里发可乐坏了，东倒西歪，差一点跌倒。之后，他说：“哈桑，你真不害臊，靠耍无赖来搞一些希奇事。” “陛下，”哈桑说，“我把您赏的钱花光了，不好意思再来向您要，不得已，用这种办法骗您几个钱，当初我一人独过的时候，钱财还不能量入为出，您又赐给我一个老婆，需要的钱就更多了。因为我手中一个子也没有了，才会想出荒唐的办法，骗陛下一百金币和一匹绸子，陛下您就当又给了我一次赏赐吧。现在求陛下实现诺言，把那一千金币赏我吧。” 哈里发和王后不禁哑然失笑，然后转回宫去。 哈里发果然赏了哈桑一千金币，说道：“去吧！权当祝你平安的赏钱。”同时，王后也赏赐给诺罕·卜娃一千金币，说道：“给你，拿去吧！我祝你平安之喜。” 后来，哈里发因此事给哈桑添了津贴。哈桑和诺罕·卜娃仍然是一对恩爱夫妻，快乐而幸福地生活着。