‘’Some questions are easy to answer, others are not. Quite often we confronted with very difficult question. In this situation, we should ask a baron to lend us a hand. If a baron is not available, why not try his servant?’’
Many hundreds of years ago there was a Baron who owned a carriage. He had a very high opinion of himself, for whenever he saw anyone driving or ridingtowards him an the highway, he shouted in an angry voice, “Get off the road! Get off the road! Here comes the Baron!”.
One day he saw someone coming in this direction and, although he was a long way from him, he roared as usual, “Get off the road! “. But the man kept on driving, for he was the King.
The Baron was deeply embarrassed and, for the first time in his life, turned his horse to the sideof the road “Pardon me, Your Majesty”, he said, his black hat in his hand, “I… er… I… didn’t mean to offend you…”
The King was furios, “I’ve never seen such as insolent Baron! Nobody has ever insulted me like that! Come to the court tomorrow. I’m going to ask you three questions. If you do not answer therm correctly, I’ll cut off your head.”
The poor Baron was desperate. He went to his servant,who, everyone thought, had a better head on his shoulders than the Baron.
“I’m not going there tomorrow,” he sold. “The King has already sent many men to death. I want to keep my body and soul together.” Then he asked his servant to go in his place.
“All right,” answered the servant. “Give me your frock coat and your hat.”
The next day the servant, wearing the Baron’s clothes, drove to theroyal palace. The Kings was waiting for him at the porch.
“So you have come, eh?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“Are you ready to answer my questions?”
“With God’s help, yes.”
“Very well,” said the King. “Now tell me, how far is it from east to west?” The King smiled at the servant.
The servant smiled back at the King. “That’s east, Your Majesty. It’s a day’s journey.”
“How do you know? Have you evergone all the way from east to west?”
“Well, I haven’t, but the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and it does that in a day, doesn’t it?”
“All right,” said the King. “Here goes the second question. How much money am I worth, in your opinion?”
“Let’s see,” said the servant. “Judas sold Christ for thirty pieces of silver, so i suppose you are not worth more than… twenty-nine.”
“Hum!”said the King. “Very clever, but haven’t finished with you yet. Since you are so intelligent, you will have no difficulty in telling me what I am now!”
“Your Majesty; I guess you are thinking that I am the Baron. But I’m sorry to say that you are wrong. I’m not the Baron, I’m his servant.”
“Really?” said the King. “Then go home and tell the Baron that from now on he will be your servant and youwill be the Baron.”
And so it was.
O Barão e seu servo
Um conto de humor
Algumas perguntas são fáceis de responder, outras não. Muitas vezes nos defrontamos com a pergunta muito difícil. Nesta situação, devemos perguntar a um barão para nos dar uma mão. Se um barão não está disponível, por que não tentar o seu servo?
Muitas centenas de anos atrás, houve umbarão, dono de um carro. Ele tinha uma opinião muito elevada de si mesmo, pois sempre que via alguém dirigir ou andar em sua direção uma estrada a, ele gritou em uma voz irritada: "Sai da estrada! Saia da estrada! Aí vem o Barão ".
Um dia ele viu alguém que vem nesta direção e, embora ele fosse muito longe, ele gritou como de costume, "Saia do caminho! ". Mas o homem continuou a dirigir, pois eleera o rei.
O Barão foi profundamente envergonhado e, pela primeira vez em sua vida, virou o cavalo para o lado da estrada "Perdoe me, Vossa Majestade", disse ele, com seu chapéu preto na mão, "eu ... eu ... eu ... não queria ofendê-lo ... "
O Rei ficou Furioso, "Eu nunca vi como Barão insolente! Ninguém nunca me insultou assim! Venha para o tribunal amanhã. Vou pedir-lhe três perguntas. Se...