Prince Khabug’s foster brother, a peasant who lived in a neighboring village, died. So the mourner Mach was sent to the prince.
Mach rode into Khabug's yard on horseback and stopped his horse in the middle of the yard. And at that time the prince was sitting on the porch.
-Who are you and why did you come? - Khabug shouted.
- A misfortune happened, your foster brother died!
- Why didn’t you dismount? You know the custom!
“Does it matter who died—a prince or a peasant—death equals everyone,” answered the mourner.
- Oh, you nonentity! Who sent you? Haven't they found anyone smarter than you?
- Prince, smart people were sent to smart people, and I was sent to you.
This is how Much answered the arrogant prince and, turning his horse, rushed out of the yard.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru