The prince hired a servant in one of the villages of Artsakh. How many years the servant worked for the master, a year or five, only he knew. One day the servant says to the owner: “May the prince’s life last, I served you for many years, I don’t want to serve anymore: pay me what I’m supposed to, and I’ll leave.”
The prince understood that without a servant it would be difficult for him to run the household, and, not wanting to part with him, he answered: “Where are you going?” You have served me honestly for so many years, and I decided to give you a donkey.
Hearing this, the servant said: “Oh, dear!” I respect you not because of the donkey. I am your servant, let me go, pay me and I will leave.
But the prince was cunning, he knew how to deceive the servants, and he saw him off with these words: “Well, go away, dear, but let what is in your heart remain with me, and what is on your tongue will go to you...
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru