Show a fairy tale at the behest of a pike. At the behest of the pike

Once upon a time there lived an old man. He had three sons: two smart, the third - the fool Emelya.

Those brothers work, but Emelya lies on the stove all day, doesn’t want to know anything.

One day the brothers went to the market, and the women, daughters-in-law, let’s send him:

Go, Emelya, for some water.

And he told them from the stove:

Reluctance...

Go, Emelya, otherwise the brothers will return from the market and won’t bring you gifts.

OK.

Emelya got down from the stove, put on his shoes, got dressed, took buckets and an ax and went to the river.

He cut through the ice, scooped up buckets and set them down, while he looked into the hole. And Emelya saw a pike in the ice hole. He contrived and grabbed the pike in his hand:

This ear will be sweet!

Emelya, let me go into the water, I will be useful to you.

And Emelya laughs:

What will I need you for?.. No, I’ll take you home and tell my daughters-in-law to cook some fish soup. The ear will be sweet.

The pike begged again:

Emelya, Emelya, let me go into the water, I will do whatever you want.

Okay, just show me first that you’re not deceiving me, then I’ll let you go.

Pike asks him:

Emelya, Emelya, tell me - what do you want now?

I want the buckets to go home on their own and the water not to spill...

Pike tells him:

Remember my words: when you want something, just say:

"At the behest of the pike, at my will."

Emelya says:

At the behest of the pike, at my will, go home yourself, buckets...

He just said - the buckets themselves and went up the hill. Emelya let the pike into the hole, and he went to get the buckets.

The buckets are walking through the village, the people are amazed, and Emelya walks behind, chuckling... The buckets went into the hut and stood on the bench, and Emelya climbed onto the stove.

How much or how little time has passed - his daughters-in-law say to him:

Emelya, why are you lying there? I would go and chop some wood.

Reluctance...

If you don’t chop wood, your brothers will return from the market and they won’t bring you gifts.

Emelya is reluctant to get off the stove. He remembered about the pike and slowly said:

According to the pike's command, according to my desire - go, get an ax, chop some firewood, and for the firewood - go into the hut yourself and put it in the oven...

The ax jumped out from under the bench - and into the yard, and let’s chop wood, and the firewood itself goes into the hut and into the stove.

How much or how much time has passed - the daughters-in-law say again:

Emelya, we no longer have firewood. Go to the forest and chop it up.

And he told them from the stove:

What are you up to?

What are we doing?.. Is it our business to go to the forest for firewood?

I don't feel like...

Well, you won't get any gifts.

Nothing to do. Emelya got down from the stove, put on his shoes, and got dressed. He took a rope and an ax, went out into the yard and sat in the sleigh:

Women, open the gates!

His daughters-in-law tell him:

Why did you, fool, get into the sleigh without harnessing the horse?

I don't need a horse.

The daughters-in-law opened the gate, and Emelya said quietly:

At the behest of the pike, at my will, go, sleigh, into the forest...

The sleigh drove through the gate on its own, but it was so fast that it was impossible to catch up with a horse.

But we had to go to the forest through the city, and here he crushed and crushed a lot of people. The people shout: "Hold him! Catch him!" And you know, he’s pushing the sleigh. Arrived in the forest:

At the behest of the pike, at my will - an axe, chop some dry wood, and you, woodworkers, fall into the sleigh yourself, tie yourself up...

The ax began to chop, chop dry firewood, and the firewood itself fell into the sleigh and was tied with a rope. Then Emelya ordered an ax to cut out a club for himself - one that could be lifted by force. Sat on the cart:

At the behest of the pike, at my will - go, sleigh, home...

The sleigh rushed home. Again Emelya drives through the city where he crushed and crushed a lot of people just now, and there they are already waiting for him. They grabbed Emelya and dragged her off the cart, cursing and beating her.

He sees that things are bad, and little by little:

At the behest of the pike, at my will - come on, club, break off their sides...

The club jumped out - and let's hit. The people rushed away, and Emelya came home and climbed onto the stove.

Whether long or short, the king heard about Emelin’s tricks and sent an officer after him to find him and bring him to the palace.

An officer arrives in that village, enters the hut where Emelya lives, and asks:

Are you a fool Emelya?

And he from the stove:

What do you care?

Get dressed quickly, I will take you to the king.

And I don't feel like...

The officer got angry and hit him on the cheek. And Emelya says quietly:

At the behest of the pike, at my will, a club, break off his sides...

The baton jumped out - and let’s beat the officer, he forcibly carried off his legs.

The king was surprised that his officer could not cope with Emelya, and sent his greatest nobleman:

Bring the fool Emelya to my palace, otherwise I’ll take his head off his shoulders.

The great nobleman bought raisins, prunes, and gingerbread, came to that village, entered that hut and began asking his daughters-in-law what Emelya loved.

Our Emelya loves it when someone asks him kindly and promises him a red caftan - then he will do whatever you ask.

The great nobleman gave Emelya raisins, prunes, and gingerbread and said:

Emelya, Emelya, why are you lying on the stove? Let's go to the king.

I'm warm here too...

Emelya, Emelya, the Tsar will give you good food and water, please, let’s go.

And I don't feel like...

Emelya, Emelya, the Tsar will give you a red caftan, a hat and boots.

Emelya thought and thought:

Well, okay, you go ahead, and I will follow you.

The nobleman left, and Emelya lay still and said:

At the behest of the pike, at my desire - come on, bake, go to the king...

Then the corners of the hut cracked, the roof shook, the wall flew out, and the stove itself went down the street, along the road, straight to the king.

The king looks out the window and wonders:

What kind of miracle is this?

The greatest nobleman answers him:

And this is Emelya on the stove coming to you.

The king came out onto the porch:

Something, Emelya, there are a lot of complaints about you! You suppressed a lot of people.

Why did they crawl under the sleigh?

At this time, the Tsar’s daughter, Marya the Princess, was looking at him through the window. Emelya saw her in the window and said quietly:

At the pike's command. according to my wish, let the king’s daughter love me...

And he also said:

Go bake, go home...

The stove turned and went home, went into the hut and returned to its original place. Emelya is lying down again.

And the king in the palace is screaming and crying. Princess Marya misses Emelya, cannot live without him, asks her father to marry her to Emelya. Here the king became upset, became upset and said again to the greatest nobleman:

Go, bring Emelya to me, alive or dead, otherwise I’ll take his head off his shoulders.

The great nobleman bought sweet wines and various snacks, went to that village, entered that hut and began to treat Emelya.

Emelya got drunk, ate, got drunk and went to bed. And the nobleman put him in a cart and took him to the king.

The king immediately ordered a large barrel with iron hoops to be rolled in. They put Emelya and Maryutsarevna in it, tarred them and threw the barrel into the sea.

Whether for a long time or for a short time, Emelya woke up and saw that it was dark and cramped:

Where am I?

And they answer him:

Boring and sickening, Emelyushka! We were tarred in a barrel and thrown into the blue sea.

And who are you?

I am Princess Marya.

Emelya says:

At the command of the pike, at my will - the winds are violent, roll the barrel onto the dry shore, onto the yellow sand...

The winds blew violently. The sea became agitated and the barrel was thrown onto the dry shore, onto the yellow sand. Emelya and Marya the princess came out of it.

Emelyushka, where will we live? Build any kind of hut.

And I don't feel like...

Then she began to ask him even more, and he said:

At the behest of the pike, at my will, build a stone palace with a golden roof...

As soon as he said, a stone palace with a golden roof appeared. There is a green garden all around: flowers are blooming and birds are singing. Princess Marya and Emelya entered the palace and sat down by the window.

Emelyushka, can’t you become handsome?

Here Emelya thought for a moment:

At the behest of the pike, at my desire - to become a good fellow, a handsome man...

And Emelya became such that he could neither be told in a fairy tale nor described with a pen.

And at that time the king was going hunting and saw a palace standing where there was nothing before.

What kind of ignoramus built a palace on my land without my permission?

And he sent to find out and ask: “Who are they?” The ambassadors ran, stood under the window, asking.

Emelya answers them:

Ask the king to visit me, I will tell him myself.

The king came to visit him. Emelya meets him, takes him to the palace, and seats him at the table. They begin to feast. The king eats, drinks and is not surprised:

Who are you, good fellow?

Do you remember the fool Emelya - how he came to you on the stove, and you ordered him and your daughter to be tarred in a barrel and thrown into the sea? I am the same Emelya. If I want, I will burn and destroy your entire kingdom.

The king was very frightened and began to ask for forgiveness:

Marry my daughter, Emelyushka, take my kingdom, but don’t destroy me!

Here they had a feast for the whole world. Emelya married Princess Marya and began to rule the kingdom.

This is where the fairy tale ends, and whoever listened, well done.

Once upon a time there lived an old man. And he had three sons: two were smart, and the third was the fool Emelya.

Those brothers work and are smart, but the fool Emelya lies on the stove all day, doesn’t want to know anything.

One day the brothers went to the market, and the women, daughters-in-law, let’s send Emelya:

- Go, Emelya, for water.

And he told them from the stove:

- Reluctance...

- Go, Emelya, otherwise the brothers will return from the market and won’t bring you gifts.

- Yes? OK.

Emelya got down from the stove, put on his shoes, got dressed, took buckets and an ax and went to the river.

He cut through the ice, scooped up buckets and set them down, while he looked into the hole. And Emelya saw a pike in the ice hole. He managed to grab a pike in his hand:

- This ear will be sweet!

“Emelya, let me go into the water, I’ll be useful to you.”

- What will I need you for?.. No, I’ll take you home and tell my daughters-in-law to cook some fish soup. The ear will be sweet.

- Emelya, Emelya, let me go into the water, I will do whatever you want.

“Okay, just show me first that you’re not deceiving me, then I’ll let you go.”

Pike asks him:

- Emelya, Emelya, tell me - what do you want now?

— I want the buckets to go home on their own and the water not to spill...

Pike tells him:

- Remember my words: when you want something, just say:

“At the behest of the pike, at my will.”

Emelya says:

- At the behest of the pike, at my will - go home, buckets...

He just said - the buckets themselves and went up the hill. Emelya let the pike into the hole, and he went to get the buckets. The buckets are walking through the village, the people are amazed, and Emelya walks behind, chuckling... The buckets went into the hut and stood on the bench, and Emelya climbed onto the stove.

How much or how little time has passed - the daughters-in-law again tell him:

- Emelya, why are you lying there? I would go and chop some wood.

- Reluctance...

“If you don’t chop wood, your brothers will return from the market and they won’t bring you gifts.”

Emelya is reluctant to get off the stove. He remembered about the pike and slowly said:

“According to the pike’s command, according to my desire - go, take an ax, chop up some firewood, and for the firewood, go into the hut yourself and put it in the oven ...

The ax jumped out from under the bench - and into the yard, and let’s chop wood, and the wood itself goes into the hut and into the stove.

How much or how much time has passed - the daughters-in-law say again:

- Emelya, we no longer have firewood. Go to the forest and chop it up.

And he told them from the stove:

- What are you talking about?

- What are we doing?.. Is it our business to go to the forest for firewood?

- I don’t feel like...

- Well, there won't be any gifts for you.

Nothing to do. Emelya got down from the stove, put on his shoes, and got dressed. He took a rope and an ax, went out into the yard and sat in the sleigh:

- Women, open the gates!

His daughters-in-law tell him:

- Why did you, fool, get into the sleigh without harnessing the horse?

- I don't need a horse.

The daughters-in-law opened the gate, and Emelya said quietly:

- At the behest of the pike, at my desire - go, sleigh, into the forest...

The sleigh drove through the gate on its own, but it was so fast that it was impossible to catch up with a horse.

But we had to go to the forest through the city, and here he crushed and crushed a lot of people. The people shout: “Hold him! Catch him! And you know, he’s pushing the sleigh. Arrived in the forest:

- At the behest of the pike, at my wish - an ax, chop some dry firewood, and you, firewood, fall into the sleigh yourself, tie yourself up...

The ax began to chop, chop dry firewood, and the firewood itself fell into the sleigh and was tied with a rope. Then Emelya ordered an ax to cut out a club for himself - one that could be lifted by force. Sat on the cart:

- At the behest of the pike, at my desire - go, sleigh, home...

The sleigh rushed home. Again Emelya drives through the city where he crushed and crushed a lot of people just now, and there they are already waiting for him. They grabbed Emelya and dragged her off the cart, cursing and beating her.

He sees that things are bad, and little by little:

- At the behest of the pike, at my will - come on, club, break off their sides...

The baton jumped out - and let’s hit. The people rushed away, and Emelya came home and climbed onto the stove.

Whether long or short, the king heard about Emelin’s tricks and sent an officer after him to find him and bring him to the palace.

An officer arrives in that village, enters the hut where Emelya lives, and asks:

- Are you a fool Emelya?

And he from the stove:

- What do you care?

“Get dressed quickly, I’ll take you to the king.”

- But I don’t feel like...

The officer got angry and hit him on the cheek. And Emelya says quietly:

- At the behest of the pike, at my will - a club, break off his sides...

The baton jumped out - and let’s beat the officer, he forcibly carried off his legs.

The king was surprised that his officer could not cope with Emelya, and sent his greatest nobleman:

“Bring the fool Emelya to my palace, otherwise I’ll take your head off your shoulders.”

The great nobleman bought raisins, prunes, and gingerbread, came to that village, entered that hut and began asking his daughters-in-law what Emelya loved.

“Our Emelya loves it when someone asks him kindly and promises him a red caftan, then he will do whatever you ask.”

The great nobleman gave Emelya raisins, prunes, and gingerbread and said:

- Emelya, Emelya, why are you lying on the stove? Let's go to the king.

- I’m warm here too...

“Emelya, Emelya, the king will give you good food and water, please, let’s go.”

- But I don’t feel like...

- Emelya, Emelya, the Tsar will give you a red caftan, a hat and boots.

Emelya thought and thought:

- Well, okay, you go ahead, and I’ll follow behind you.

The nobleman left, and Emelya lay still and said:

- At the behest of the pike, at my desire - come on, bake, go to the king...

Then the corners of the hut cracked, the roof shook, the wall flew out, and the stove itself went down the street, along the road, straight to the king.

The king looks out the window and wonders:

- What kind of miracle is this?

The greatest nobleman answers him:

- And this is Emelya on the stove coming to you.

The king came out onto the porch:

- Something, Emelya, there are a lot of complaints about you! You suppressed a lot of people.

- Why did they crawl under the sleigh?

At this time, the tsar’s daughter, Marya the Princess, was looking at him through the window. Emelya saw her in the window and said quietly:

- At the behest of the pike. according to my wish, let the king’s daughter love me...

And he also said:

- Go, bake, go home...

The stove turned and went home, went into the hut and returned to its original place. Emelya is lying down again.

And the king in the palace is screaming and crying. Princess Marya misses Emelya, cannot live without him, asks her father to marry her to Emelya. Here the king became upset, became upset and said again to the greatest nobleman:

- Go, bring Emelya to me, alive or dead, otherwise I’ll take your head off your shoulders.

The great nobleman bought sweet wines and various snacks, went to that village, entered that hut and began to treat Emelya.

Emelya got drunk, ate, got drunk and went to bed. And the nobleman put him in a cart and took him to the king.

The king immediately ordered a large barrel with iron hoops to be rolled in. They put Emelya and Maryutsarevna in it, tarred them and threw the barrel into the sea.

Whether for a long time or for a short time, Emelya woke up and saw that it was dark and cramped:

- Where am I?

And they answer him:

- Boring and sickening, Emelyushka! We were tarred in a barrel and thrown into the blue sea.

- And who are you?

- I am Princess Marya.

Emelya says:

- At the behest of the pike, at my will - the winds are violent, roll the barrel onto the dry shore, onto the yellow sand...

The winds blew violently. The sea became agitated and the barrel was thrown onto the dry shore, onto the yellow sand. Emelya and Marya the princess came out of it.

- Emelyushka, where will we live? Build any kind of hut.

- But I don’t feel like...

Then she began to ask him even more, and he said:

- At the behest of the pike, at my will - line up, a stone palace with a golden roof...

As soon as he said, a stone palace with a golden roof appeared. There is a green garden all around: flowers are blooming and birds are singing. Princess Marya and Emelya entered the palace and sat down by the window.

- Emelyushka, can’t you become handsome?

Here Emelya thought for a moment:

- At the behest of the pike, at my desire - to become a good fellow, a handsome man...

And Emelya became such that he could neither be told in a fairy tale nor described with a pen.

And at that time the king was going hunting and saw a palace standing where there was nothing before.

“What kind of ignoramus built a palace on my land without my permission?”

And he sent to find out and ask: “Who are they?” The ambassadors ran, stood under the window, asking.

Emelya answers them:

“Ask the king to visit me, I’ll tell him myself.”

The king came to visit him. Emelya meets him, takes him to the palace, and seats him at the table. They begin to feast. The king eats, drinks and is not surprised:

-Who are you, good fellow?

- Do you remember the fool Emelya - how he came to you on the stove, and you ordered him and your daughter to be tarred in a barrel and thrown into the sea? I am the same Emelya. If I want, I will burn and destroy your entire kingdom.

The king was very frightened and began to ask for forgiveness:

- Marry my daughter, Emelyushka, take my kingdom, but don’t destroy me!

Here they had a feast for the whole world. Emelya married Princess Marya and began to rule the kingdom.

This is where the fairy tale ends, and whoever listened, well done.

The main characters of the fairy tale are a simple, stupid guy Emelya, who is also extremely lazy, and a magic pike, which was caught by a lucky loafer and received magical power from it.

How can a “lucky lazy person” be a Master of Life?

The fairy tale “At the Command of the Pike” has a unique code, completely unusual for other Russian folk tales. It's about the Master of Life. As a rule, in fairy tales the reader meets the heroes when they are just at the beginning of their journey. Nothing is known about Emelya’s past; he is already a Master of Life, confident in himself and in his rightness. He wants to lie on the stove. And this is the first code in the story. The stove is the central element in a Russian hut, a symbol of power and strength.

Further Emelya literally "catches luck by the tail". He fished a magic pike out of the hole with his bare hands. He didn't just let her go like the old man in the story about the goldfish. Emelya does not refuse the wonderful abilities that the pike gives him, and believes that he is worthy of this luck.

Another code speaks about the uniqueness of Emelya. In many fairy tales, magical creatures are not just helpers, they are provocateurs. Sometimes desires turn against the customer. If the main character is at the beginning of his evolutionary development, then he asks for material benefits and cannot stop because of greed. What does Master of Life Emelya ask? He orders relief from his immediate work: so that the buckets carry water themselves, so that the ax chops the wood itself, etc.

The cherished words in the original version of the tale sound like this: “By the command of the pike, by God’s will.” They were replaced during Soviet times. Now in various sources you can find the phrase: “At the behest of the pike, at my will.” The code that was originally contained in this spell was broken. In the first case, it meant: “I want it this way, and if the world wants it, then so be it.” In the second: “That’s what I want, period.” Emelya’s petty desires do not harm anyone, and for him this is a great help. He knows exactly what to ask, what to do, where to go. He is the Master of Life.

How people react to manifestations of magic is of great importance. Some are jealous that Emelya does everything so easily, others scold him. The sleigh that runs over people and crushes them, in an allegorical sense, crushes stereotyped thinking, opinions that prevent the main character from achieving his goals. The moral is that if you choose the right path, the universe will help you along it.

What is the main moral of the work?

The simple peasant son Emel turned out to be not such a parasite and a loafer. Having learned the magic spell, he showed great imagination, figuring out how to make his hard work easier.
As a result, he got a palace, and Emelya himself became a rich, handsome man. The Tsar, who had previously disliked him greatly and even wanted to deal with him, asked Emelya for forgiveness. Afterwards he gave him the kingdom and gave him his daughter in marriage.

The moral of the fairy tale “At the Pike’s Command” is that a person’s happiness depends on himself. In order to achieve success in life, you need to have a good idea of ​​what to strive for. Although Emelya was known as a fool, he took advantage of the opportunities correctly and was still able to achieve his happiness.

Behind the village, by the river,
A man lived in a hut;
His life was not honey,
The cart of worries is pushing uphill,
Yes, it drives away sorrows,
That work is day and night;
It would be a sin for him to live otherwise,
The problem in sons is those
He has three of them, in a row,
The boys want to eat!
Year after year it went like this,
All the sons have grown up.
The eldest son got married
My son's life is without troubles,
The middle son brought his wife
And he began to work like an ox!
Wives are also busy
They are not afraid of work,
And then they are all in the field,
There is no share for the family on vacation.
And it seemed, finally,
Make your heart glad, father;
Live without those worries
Eat your belly!
Yes, the old man was upset,
He hides his sad face;
His youngest son, Emelya,
He was lazy in everything he did!
This tedious work
Not really his concern
And he is too lazy to marry,
He is a flint in business;
Nourishing, delicious food,
Yes, quickly climb onto the stove,
Sleep for a day on that stove,
To the point of snoring, to the slaughter!
So eight years passed
Somehow autumn came into color,
I put everyone to work,
They all have no time for sleep now;
Only Emelya is sleeping,
He dreams wonderful dreams.
The harvest is good,
Bin to the very edge,
From the surplus again the gain,
They are replaced by goods,
And then there are no worries,
A winter vacation awaits the family.
Market day has arrived
The people have left for the market,
With sons and father,
Finally immersed.
He gave Emela an order,
The strictest one this time,
To help my daughters-in-law,
I didn’t offend them in any way,
And for your help, therefore,
I promised him a caftan.
Emelyushka was warm,
For a long time he looked after them,
And frost was creeping into the village,
He carried the early cold.
Our Emelya climbed onto the stove,
Threw all worries off my shoulders;
That minute has not passed
The house shook with snoring.
Yes, the brides are in business,
With their rights.
There are so many things to do,
Don't wipe the sweat off their faces!
Finally the whistles and trills
Those daughters-in-law are fed up
They moved towards the stove,
They didn’t save their words:
- Hey, Emelya, come on, get up,
Come on, work;
At least bring us some water,
Thunder will blow you away here!
He answered through his sleep,
He threw words from the stove at them:
- Reluctance to get water
It's so cold outside,
They themselves have hands,
It’s easier to carry a bucket in pairs,
And even more so, for nothing,
I'm not crazy!
The daughters-in-law have broken through here,
They go into battle again:
-What did your father tell you?
Finally help us?!
If you refuse,
You will regret it, you know, more than once;
That jelly will come out bitter,
Forget about the caftan, Emel!
And Emelya started yelling,
He loved gifts so much
I began to get up from the warm stove,
With a word he began to whip them:
- Don't yell at me
Look, I'm already getting off!
They burst into tears, the house is shaking,
Your scream will penetrate the dead man!
He took an ax and buckets,
I jogged to the river,
Immediately the ice hole began to be cut,
Dry your mouth by yawning;
There is no courage at work,
His soul is on the stove!
He cut the hole for a long time,
I was exhausted,
Finally got the job done
The businessman began to fill his bucket;
Those buckets with water,
And now he even howls:
“Oh, the water is heavy,
She's tearing my hands!
If only I could convey it,
Hurry up and climb onto the stove!”
Suddenly Emelya looks into the bucket,
I could not understand these miracles;
Pike splashes in a bucket
She feels cramped in such water!
Here Emelya opened his mouth,
I was surprised beyond measure:
- This is how you have to get there,
Let's eat our ears to our heart's content,
And let's make cutlets,
Let's have a nice evening!
Only the pike says:
- I make a bitter ear,
And the cutlets are bitter,
They will come out sideways;
Better listen and understand
Think about it!
Bring me home
I will become your slave
All your wishes, friend,
I will do it without any effort!
I tell you the words
You can barely say them, Emel;
“According to Emelin’s desire,
Yes, at the behest of the pike..."
And call any whim,
There will be a surprise for you in a moment,
And those surprises, Emel,
There is no end, believe me!
Emelya was amazed
He opened his mouth to his ears,
Pike believed and listened,
I lay on the stove with my soul,
That's why I started speaking,
My tongue began to burn with frost:
- According to Emelin’s wishes,
Yes, at the behest of the pike,
Let the buckets go by themselves,
They will find their way to the house themselves!
Suddenly Emelya let out a cry,
He catches a happy moment;
The buckets moved forward
Without his worries at all;
They walked quietly, without difficulty,
There is no water splashing in them!
He let the pike into the hole,
He ran after them.
Buckets showed up in the house
And they took their place in it,
And Emelya knew the place
Immediately saddled the stove,
Snoring carries through the house,
No worries for him!
Yes, brides-in-law don't sleep,
They bother Emelya again:
- Hey, Emelyushka, get up,
Come on, chop some wood for us!
Emelya sends them an answer,
There is simply no fuss in it:
- If you please, I’m lazy,
I won’t undertake to do this!
There's an ax under the bench,
And there is an exit to the yard!
Those daughters-in-law immediately scream
This is not the first time they have wrested their tongues:
- You’ve become insolent, Emel,
They will ask you, believe me!
The husbands will return,
We will tell you about you;
You shouldn't offend us
There is a voice behind us about the caftan!
And Emelya quickly stood up,
He loved gifts:
- That’s it, brides-to-be, I’m running,
I can’t refuse you;
Chopping wood is a trifle for me,
I am not your enemy, my dears!
Only women at the door
Don't slow down Emelya's step.
He goes back to the stove,
He began to yawn his speech:
- According to Emelin’s wishes,
Yes, at the behest of the pike,
Hey, axe, get up quickly,
Let's get to work,
And then home again,
Wait for my order
And let the firewood go into the house,
They will fall into the oven themselves!
Well, I'll take a little nap,
Just a day from now!
And the hatchet leaps into the yard,
The ax began to chop wood.
He chopped a lot of wood
And under the bench he was like this,
Those firewood jumped into the stove,
They flared up in an instant.
The morning followed the night,
A faint light splashed through the windows,
And there's frost in the yard,
I was on a spree at that time!
The fire ate the firewood,
Didn't suffer from appetite
The supply of that firewood was running out
Father's blood is under threat!
Once again the daughters-in-law show their faces,
Direct route to Emela:
- You, Emelya, go to the forest,
Stock up on firewood for export,
And don’t you dare refuse,
Get ready, fools;
Uneven, you will offend us,
You won’t see a caftan!
He quietly climbed down from the stove
And to the courtyard, under the canopy;
I didn’t harness the horse to the sleigh,
Lounged in them, weirdo!
He made people laugh here,
Laughter runs through the streets
And Emelya is in that sleigh,
With a strange speech on his lips:
- Hey, human simplicity,
Open the gate!
I will report to you, people,
I'm in a hurry to buy firewood!
The people performed miracles
The gate opened for him:
- You, Emel, don’t slow down,
Bring home a lot of firewood!
Trot, trot, and gallop,
So that you don't get chills!
Laughter rolled in waves,
Tu Emelya opened his mouth:
- According to Emelin’s wishes,
Yes, at the behest of the pike,
Go to the forest, you sleigh,
We'll come back with firewood!
The sleigh took off from its place,
We rushed along the road.
The people marvel;
He will not understand these miracles!
He rolled Emelya into the forest,
Indicated interest:
- According to Emelin’s wishes,
Yes, at the behest of the pike,
Come on, hatchet, pile on,
Work until seven sweats,
And home with firewood,
I'll sleep for an hour or two!
Instantly Emelyushka fell asleep,
I didn’t blow my own breath at all,
And the ax was great,
A businessman took a walk in the forest;
The head was at work,
He used the boron for firewood,
I quickly left in the sleigh,
The ax cooled down a little.
The sleigh moved home
That firewood in the sleigh is like a mountain,
And Emelyushka is in the firewood,
Sleeps with blush on your cheeks!
The rumor turned out to be so fast
The king found out about this forest.
He was indignant: - Insolent,
What kind of disgusting thing is this?
Destroy my forest into pieces,
I'll fix his brains!
The king sounds the alarm,
A soldier is sending for Emelya,
And the soldiers straight
They broke into Emela’s house,
They began to crush his sides,
They awakened the animal in him.
He did not hide his tears,
He surprised them all with a word:
- According to Emelin’s wishes,
Yes, at the behest of the pike,
Beat them with a stick, don't be lazy,
Don't be embarrassed in front of them!
The stick fell out of place,
I reached those soldiers.
They, the servicemen, never dreamed
Fall out of favor with Emelina,
And they can’t wash away the shame,
They ran away at full speed;
They reported about Emelya,
They didn’t dare hide the bruises.
The sovereign was indignant:
- He is truly a savage!
So beat up my soldiers,
This arrangement will not work!
To his palace, by morning,
Now he will be beaten!
And Emelya at that time
I forgot about this fight.
He hugged the stove,
I didn’t grieve about anything.
Here at night, finally,
There is a messenger from the king to him;
The officer has a wet mustache,
He immediately got the hang of it:
- Get dressed quickly
And to the royal doors!
And know Emelya lies,
Yes, he mutters under his breath:
- I don’t care about the decree,
Your king can wait!
When drops come to the yard,
I deign to come to your door!
The messenger was instantly indignant:
- You, Emelya, are not a survivor!
He clenched his fist tighter,
The impudent guy was punched.
Emelyushka fell from the stove,
I forgot about the rolls.
He began to turn pale in resentment,
The righteous gnome burns:
- You, brother, are an officer,
What example are you giving me?!
But I will take this lesson into account,
I'll teach you how to be smart!
The officer wiped his mustache,
Again he attacked Emelya:
- You also object,
To scare the Tsar's servant?!
I told someone: go ahead,
And open your mouth and try it!
The officer waved his hand
Here Emelya freaked out,
Began to decide his fate,
To pacify such agility:
- According to Emelin’s wishes,
Yes, at the behest of the pike,
Work, grab it,
Give the boor a hundredfold!
And let's fly,
Beat the royal servant.
He quickly ran to the king,
I retold the story to him.
The king was ready to draw his sword,
In anger, he began to speak:
- Who will finally deliver?
Should I take Emelya to the palace?!
Chin please that
And a medal, therefore!
Suddenly a cunning demon was found,
He climbed into the king's soul,
I hurried to my daughters-in-law,
I asked them about everything,
I learned about the caftan from them
And Emelya made an oath;
Like, will you come with me,
Any caftan is waiting for you,
And there are also a lot of gifts,
On the way back!
And Emelyushka became limp,
Hanging on his shoulders:
- Go ahead, messenger.
Hurry to the palace!
I will vouch for myself
I'll rush after you,
I'll get my caftan
And the way I want it!
The cunning demon left without trouble,
I told the king a secret,
And Emelya fell into a thought,
He reasoned on the stove:
- How can I leave the stove?
Does the king have nowhere to lie down?
He sat for a long time,
I was sweating all over from that thought;
It suddenly dawned on me,
His thoughts went round:
- I’ll go to the stove, right?
I can’t do it any other way;
Walk on your own -
You can hurt your legs!
He didn't waste many words
He said he didn’t know the shackles:
- According to Emelin’s wishes,
Yes, at the behest of the pike,
Go bake to the king,
And I’ll finish my dream!
The stove fell out of place,
Made it to the road
I moved forward straight away,
The people are amazed:
- Such a good guy,
There is no end to these miracles!
Know that the stove is sliding
Smoke is streaming from the chimney!
It finally came rushing
It's a wonder to see in the palace.
The king has matured this picture,
Turned white in front of everyone,
He turned his gaze to Emela,
I spoke to him sternly:
- Why do you need the royal forest?
Did you throw it under your axe?
For this bad act,
You will be punished by me!
Yes Emelya did not tremble,
He answered from the stove:
- All the “why” and “why”
I don’t understand you, king!
Give me the caftan,
I'm running out of time!
The king opened his mouth in that anger,
He yells at Emelya:
- You, serf, are insolent to the king,
I'll crush you, mouse!
Look, lie down, the master is here,
You're completely swollen from sleep!
It’s not a question for Emelya,
The king's speech is made up of threatening words!
He looks at the king's daughter,
A stream of happiness bubbles up in him:
“Oh, beauty, don’t get up,
I need to sort things out,
And become the king's son-in-law,
I wanted it, it was pure passion!”
He untied his tongue
Switched to a whisper:
- According to Emelin’s wishes,
Yes, at the behest of the pike,
Let the king's daughter,
Immediately fall in love with me
To suffer from love,
So that I can be in tears all my days,
And come on, bake, go home,
It's boring here, howling like a wolf!
The king is sick of words,
I can't bear to listen to him!
He drove out of the palace,
The king swallowed his words.
He began to turn green in anger,
Seething with righteous revenge,
And Emelya carries the stove,
A trail of snow follows her.
The stove rolled into the house
And she took her place in it.
Here comes the rumor among the people,
It spilled with water;
About the love of the Tsar's daughter,
I have sleepless nights about her.
The king scolds his daughter every day:
- I'm tired of pounding words!
I won’t give it up for Emelya,
Don't bring your father to shame!
Respect me a little
Or am I not dear to you?
Daughter doesn't listen to father
His words of wisdom.
Then the father became angry:
- This is insolence, finally!
How rebellious
A different fate awaits you!
This wedding will not happen
You won't see an inheritance!
He quickly gathered the servants,
He gave them a cruel order:
- We need to teach them a lesson,
Make the barrel on time;
In a manufactured barrel
To imprison such a daughter,
And give Emelya some drink,
Imprison her together!
Take that barrel to the sea,
Bring the verdict there;
Throw the barrel into the sea right away,
Let her carry it in waves!
The servants had it for the first time,
To carry out such an order,
But you can't disobey
The king has a lot of barrels,
Therefore, pity away,
This order came true at night.
The barrel will soon be out in the open,
The sea hits her like a wave;
Our Emelya sleeps in a barrel,
He's dreaming again in the barrel.
How long or how short did he sleep?
Soon fear aroused him.
In darkness and fear,
He hit the word straight:
-Whoever is nearby, answer
Or I’ll move it by accident!
He held his breath
The voice was very sweet:
- Don’t scold me in vain,
Here, Emelya, the king's daughter.
Father imprisoned us in a barrel
And that’s it!
You and I are at sea now,
In a dispute with a destructive wave,
Should we die or not?
Only the Lord has the answer!
And Emelya understood the essence,
I was indignant and couldn't breathe.
He began to speak quickly,
Create your own miracles:
- According to Emelin’s wishes,
Yes, at the behest of the pike,
Come on, breeze,
So that in trouble you help us;
Take us to a wondrous land,
Get us out of the barrel!
The wind immediately blew
Spun the barrel on the fly,
Instantly he grabbed her from the water,
He dragged me up with me,
How he brought it to the shore,
He smashed the barrel to pieces,
And he sped away
I left silence behind me.
The wondrous island met them,
With all its beauties;
The golden palace is on it,
Birds are all around,
A little to the side is a river,
In the wonderful willows of the shore,
The waters of the river are clean,
There are birch trees near the water,
And in the area there is a light forest,
Yes, meadows of colored skies,
But Emelya is not himself,
Before the princess is young;
His gaze burns with fire,
My heart aches and hurts.
He didn't act weird in front of her,
He asked to be his wife;
She didn't refuse
Her gaze in Emelya is elm.
The wedding lasted three weeks,
Everyone danced and sang.
There were simple people at the wedding,
And he ate and drank a lot,
Both father and brothers were
And they didn’t forget the daughters-in-law,
And the Tsar-Father is in tears,
They repented of their sins,
And he gave the throne to Emelya,
And I didn’t grieve at all,
And Emelya, already the king,
He came to that pike during the day,
I didn’t bend my back to her,
He returned the magic to her.
Ten years have passed since then,
Oh, the water has flown under the bridge!
Our Emelyushka is like a god,
He can’t feel his feet underneath him;
Rules day and night,
The people live well!
Emelya has five children,
Five beautiful sons.
Only, however, the fifth son,
Really lazy, damn it!
There is another secret
Let the world recognize him;
The king built a furnace behind the throne,
Yes, he can’t lie down for an hour;
Since now you, brother, are the king,
Don't sweat your sides!
And there was a demand for the stove,
The son keeps his nose to the wind;
He sleeps on the stove for days,
The king does not shout at his son.

Russian folk tales

Brief summary of the fairy tale “At the Pike’s Command”:

A fairy tale about Emelya, a fool who was lucky enough to catch a magic pike, which taught him to take whatever he wanted from life. One of the most famous Russian fairy tales. Cartoons were made based on this fairy tale. Emelya is the only hero of fairy tales who can ride a stove, chop wood without hands, and much more.

Fairy tale "At the command of the pike" - read:

Once upon a time there was an old man. He had three sons: two smart, the third - the fool Emelya.

Those brothers work, but Emelya lies on the stove all day, doesn’t want to know anything.

One day the brothers went to the market, and the women, daughters-in-law, let’s send him:

Go, Emelya, for some water.

And he told them from the stove:

Reluctance...

Go, Emelya, otherwise the brothers will return from the market and won’t bring you gifts.

OK.

Emelya got down from the stove, put on his shoes, got dressed, took buckets and an ax and went to the river.

He cut through the ice, scooped up buckets and set them down, while he looked into the hole. And Emelya saw a pike in the ice hole. He contrived and grabbed the pike in his hand:

- This ear will be sweet!

Emelya, let me go into the water, I will be useful to you.

And Emelya laughs:

What will I need you for?.. No, I’ll take you home and tell my daughters-in-law to cook some fish soup. The ear will be sweet.

The pike begged again:

Emelya, Emelya, let me go into the water, I will do whatever you want.

Okay, just show me first that you’re not deceiving me, then I’ll let you go.

Pike asks him:

Emelya, Emelya, tell me - what do you want now?

I want the buckets to go home on their own and the water not to spill...

Pike tells him:

Remember my words: when you want something, just say:

"At the behest of the pike, at my will."

Emelya says:

At the behest of the pike, at my will, go home yourself, buckets...

He just said - the buckets themselves and went up the hill. Emelya let the pike into the hole, and he went to get the buckets.

The buckets are walking through the village, the people are amazed, and Emelya walks behind, chuckling... The buckets went into the hut and stood on the bench, and Emelya climbed onto the stove.

How much or how little time has passed - his daughters-in-law say to him:

Emelya, why are you lying there? I would go and chop some wood.

Reluctance...

If you don’t chop wood, your brothers will return from the market and they won’t bring you gifts.

Emelya is reluctant to get off the stove. He remembered about the pike and slowly said:

According to the pike's command, according to my desire - go, get an ax, chop some firewood, and for the firewood - go into the hut yourself and put it in the oven...

The ax jumped out from under the bench - and into the yard, and let’s chop wood, and the firewood itself goes into the hut and into the stove.

How much or how much time has passed - the daughters-in-law say again:

Emelya, we no longer have firewood. Go to the forest and chop it up.

And he told them from the stove:

What are you up to?

What are we doing?.. Is it our business to go to the forest for firewood?

I don't feel like...

Well, you won't get any gifts.

Nothing to do. Emelya got down from the stove, put on his shoes, and got dressed. He took a rope and an ax, went out into the yard and sat in the sleigh:

Women, open the gates!

His daughters-in-law tell him:

Why did you, fool, get into the sleigh without harnessing the horse?

I don't need a horse.

The daughters-in-law opened the gate, and Emelya said quietly:

At the behest of the pike, at my will, go, sleigh, into the forest...

The sleigh drove through the gate on its own, but it was so fast that it was impossible to catch up with a horse.

But we had to go to the forest through the city, and here he crushed and crushed a lot of people. The people shout: "Hold him! Catch him!" And you know, he’s pushing the sleigh. Arrived in the forest:

At the behest of the pike, at my will - an axe, chop some dry wood, and you, woodworkers, fall into the sleigh yourself, tie yourself up...

The ax began to chop, chop dry firewood, and the firewood itself fell into the sleigh and was tied with a rope. Then Emelya ordered an ax to cut out a club for himself - one that could be lifted by force. Sat on the cart:

At the behest of the pike, at my will - go, sleigh, home...

The sleigh rushed home. Again Emelya drives through the city where he crushed and crushed a lot of people just now, and there they are already waiting for him. They grabbed Emelya and dragged her off the cart, cursing and beating her.

He sees that things are bad, and little by little:

At the behest of the pike, at my will - come on, club, break off their sides...

The club jumped out - and let's hit. The people rushed away, and Emelya came home and climbed onto the stove.

Whether long or short, the king heard about Emelin’s tricks and sent an officer after him to find him and bring him to the palace.

An officer arrives in that village, enters the hut where Emelya lives, and asks:

Are you a fool Emelya?

And he from the stove:

What do you care?

Get dressed quickly, I will take you to the king.

And I don't feel like...

The officer got angry and hit him on the cheek. And Emelya says quietly:

At the behest of the pike, at my will, a club, break off his sides...

The baton jumped out - and let’s beat the officer, he forcibly carried off his legs.

The king was surprised that his officer could not cope with Emelya, and sent his greatest nobleman:

Bring the fool Emelya to my palace, otherwise I’ll take his head off his shoulders.

The great nobleman bought raisins, prunes, and gingerbread, came to that village, entered that hut and began asking his daughters-in-law what Emelya loved.

Our Emelya loves it when someone asks him kindly and promises him a red caftan - then he will do whatever you ask.

The great nobleman gave Emelya raisins, prunes, and gingerbread and said:

- Emelya, Emelya, why are you lying on the stove? Let's go to the king.

I'm warm here too...

Emelya, Emelya, the Tsar will give you good food and water, please, let’s go.

And I don't feel like...

Emelya, Emelya, the Tsar will give you a red caftan, a hat and boots.

Emelya thought and thought:

Well, okay, you go ahead, and I will follow you.

The nobleman left, and Emelya lay still and said:

At the behest of the pike, at my desire - come on, bake, go to the king...

Then the corners of the hut cracked, the roof shook, the wall flew out, and the stove itself went down the street, along the road, straight to the king.

The king looks out the window and wonders:

What kind of miracle is this?

The greatest nobleman answers him:

And this is Emelya on the stove coming to you.

The king came out onto the porch:

Something, Emelya, there are a lot of complaints about you! You suppressed a lot of people.

Why did they crawl under the sleigh?

At this time, the Tsar’s daughter, Marya the Princess, was looking at him through the window. Emelya saw her in the window and said quietly:

At the pike's command. according to my wish, let the king’s daughter love me...

And he also said:

Go bake, go home...

The stove turned and went home, went into the hut and returned to its original place. Emelya is lying down again.

And the king in the palace is screaming and crying. Princess Marya misses Emelya, cannot live without him, asks her father to marry her to Emelya.

Here the king became upset, became upset and said again to the greatest nobleman:

Go, bring Emelya to me, alive or dead, otherwise I’ll take his head off his shoulders.

The great nobleman bought sweet wines and various snacks, went to that village, entered that hut and began to treat Emelya.

Emelya got drunk, ate, got drunk and went to bed. And the nobleman put him in a cart and took him to the king.

The king immediately ordered a large barrel with iron hoops to be rolled in. They put Emelya and Maryutsarevna in it, tarred them and threw the barrel into the sea.

Whether for a long time or for a short time, Emelya woke up and saw that it was dark and cramped:

Where am I?

And they answer him:

Boring and sickening, Emelyushka! We were tarred in a barrel and thrown into the blue sea.

And who are you?

I am Princess Marya.

Emelya says:

At the command of the pike, at my will - the winds are violent, roll the barrel onto the dry shore, onto the yellow sand...

The winds blew violently. The sea became agitated and the barrel was thrown onto the dry shore, onto the yellow sand. Emelya and Marya the princess came out of it.

- Emelyushka, where will we live? Build any kind of hut.

And I don't feel like...

Then she began to ask him even more, and he said:

At the behest of the pike, at my will, build a stone palace with a golden roof...

As soon as he said, a stone palace with a golden roof appeared. There is a green garden all around: flowers are blooming and birds are singing. Princess Marya and Emelya entered the palace and sat down by the window.

Emelyushka, can’t you become handsome?

Here Emelya thought for a moment:

At the behest of the pike, at my desire - to become a good fellow, a handsome man...

And Emelya became such that he could neither be told in a fairy tale nor described with a pen.

And at that time the king was going hunting and saw a palace standing where there was nothing before.

What kind of ignoramus built a palace on my land without my permission?

And he sent to find out and ask: “Who are they?” The ambassadors ran, stood under the window, asking.

Emelya answers them:

Ask the king to visit me, I will tell him myself.

The king came to visit him. Emelya meets him, takes him to the palace, and seats him at the table. They begin to feast. The king eats, drinks and is not surprised:

Who are you, good fellow?

Do you remember the fool Emelya - how he came to you on the stove, and you ordered him and your daughter to be tarred in a barrel and thrown into the sea? I am the same Emelya. If I want, I will burn and destroy your entire kingdom.

The king was very frightened and began to ask for forgiveness:

Marry my daughter, Emelyushka, take my kingdom, but don’t destroy me!

Here they had a feast for the whole world. Emelya married Princess Marya and began to rule the kingdom.

This is where the fairy tale ends, and whoever listened, well done.