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Once upon a time, there was a king with a daughter on his knee. She is so beautiful and arrogant. None of the suitors like her. She not only refused their kindness one by one, but also sneered at others.

Once, the king held a grand banquet and invited all men who wanted to get married everywhere. Several kings were seated first, followed by princes, dukes, earl and barons, and finally all the others who were invited. The princess walked through the team, but she was very critical of everyone. This one is too fat, so she said contemptuously, "What a beer barrel." The tall and thin man commented, "Like a big mosquito." The next one, too short ... "Five big and three thick, clumsy." She added. The fourth, too pale, "a dead body." ; Fifth, the face is too rosy ... "A male turkey." The sixth one is not straight enough ... "It's like a bent piece of wood being quickly put behind the stove to dry."

That's it. She doesn't like anyone.

There was a king whose chin was a little crooked, and she was inevitably ridiculed and sarcastic. "My goodness!" She laughed loudly and said, "Look at this guy's chin, just like a thrush's mouth!" " "Since then, the king has been nicknamed Thrushcross Mouth. The old king found that his daughter was just mocking others and sneered at everyone who came to propose, so he was furious and vowed to marry his daughter to the first beggar who came to beg.

A few days later, a street singer sang under the window of the palace, hoping to get some charity. The king heard the song and ordered the man to be brought before him. The singer, dressed in rags and filth, came to the king and princess and began to sing. After singing, he begged for a little reward.

The king said to him, "Your singing makes me very happy, so I will give you my daughter."

Hearing this, the princess trembled with fear, but the king went on to say, "I swore that I would marry her to the first beggar who came here to beg, and I must keep my promise."

It is totally futile to resist and disobey orders. So, a priest was invited to hold a wedding for the princess and the singer.

After the wedding, the king said, "Since you are a beggar's wife, you shouldn't stay in the palace. You and your husband are on their way. "

The beggar took her hand and went out, so the princess had to follow him out of the palace. The two of them came to a big forest, and the princess asked, "Whose forest is this?"

The singer replied:

"It belongs to the kind thrush mouth king.

If you married him, wouldn't it be yours now?

The princess heard the answer and said:

"I am a poor girl. I was a little arrogant at first. I wish I had married the Thrushcross Mouth King. "

Later, the two of them came to a green meadow, and the princess asked, "Whose is this beautiful green meadow?"

"It belongs to the kind thrush mouth king.

If you married him, wouldn't it be yours now?

Then the princess said with a sigh:

"I am a poor girl. I was a little arrogant at first. I wish I had married the Thrushcross Mouth King. "

Then, the two of them came to a big city, and the princess asked, "Whose is this beautiful city?"

"It belongs to the kind thrush mouth king.

If you married him, wouldn't it be yours now?

The princess listened to say:

"I am a poor girl. I was a little arrogant at first. If only I had married the Thrushcross Mouth King. "

"You are always eager to marry another man," said the singer. "I am really angry. Don't I deserve you? "

Finally, before they came to a small house, she asked loudly:

"I have never seen such a small house.

Oh, my God, whose nest can this be?

The singer replied, "This is my house and your home. We live here together."

The door is short and small, so the princess should bend down when she goes in, or she will bump her head.

"Where is the servant?" Asked the princess.

"Where is the servant?" The beggar replied, "You have to do everything yourself. Well, you have to make a fire, boil water and cook for me. I'm exhausted. "

However, where can the princess make a fire and cook? Beggars have to help themselves, or they will starve to death. Their dinner is simple. After supper, they have a rest. But the next morning, he kicked her out of bed and forced her to do housework.

After a few days, they ate all the food. The husband said, "Look, wife, how can we live without making money by eating?" You can make a basket. "

Then he went out and cut some willow branches to take home. The princess began to weave a basket, but the willow branches were thick and hard, which hurt her delicate hands.

"I don't think so," said the husband. "Don't weave baskets. You'd better turn around. Maybe you will do better. "

So she began to sit down and try to spin, but the yarn was too rough and her soft fingers were covered with blood.

"Look," the husband added, "what is this? You can't do anything. I'm unlucky to marry you. Now I want to do pottery business, selling pots and pans and so on. What about you? You have to sell it in the market. "

"God," she thought, "if people in my father's kingdom come to the market and see me selling pots and pans there, they will laugh at me!"

However, what other way out is there? Or you will starve to death. At first, her business was very good. People see her beautiful and come to buy her things without even paying back the price. Indeed, several people paid the money, but gave her the pot as a gift.

The couple lived on the money she sold for a while, and then her husband bought a batch of pottery. She sat in a corner of the market, selling pots and pans beside her. Who knows, a drunken cavalry suddenly rushed through here, and Ma Chong entered her stall and trampled all the pottery to pieces. The princess was in tears and helpless.

"My God, what should I do?" She sobbed, "How will my husband scold me?" So she ran home and told her husband what had happened to her.

"You are a small vendor selling pottery. What's the use of crying? " Her husband said. "You can't do anything. I had to run to our king's palace and ask if you could be a kitchen maid there. People promised to try it for a while first, and you can eat there for free. "

In this way, the princess became a kitchen maid. She works for the host and does all kinds of dirty work. She sewed a pocket on her clothes, put a jar with a lid, and took the leftovers home every day.

In order to celebrate the king's eldest son turned eighteen, the king held a grand dance. On that unusual night, the poor young maid hid behind the door of the upper hall and secretly observed. She witnessed the candles lit one by one, and the guests entered the hall one by one, all beautifully dressed and radiant. Facing the magnificent and dazzling scene before her, she sadly recalled her tragic fate and stood there almost sobbing. She has always been arrogant, and today she is in such a miserable situation. She felt remorse. Delicious food was brought in and out, and the smell of it made her mouth water. The servants threw some leftovers at her from time to time, so she put them in a jar and prepared to take them home. The king's eldest son, dressed in velvet and satin and wearing a diamond and gold necklace around his neck, was walking to the hall and found the poor woman standing behind the door, secretly watching the dance. The prince grabbed her hand and wanted to dance with her, but she refused. She recognized the prince as the thrush-mouthed king who proposed to her and was mocked and insulted by her, and she couldn't help shivering with fear. However, no matter how hard she struggled, the prince dragged her into the ballroom. Unexpectedly, the rope she used to tie her pocket broke at this moment, and the jar suddenly rolled out, and the soup flowed all over the floor, leaving residue and leftovers scattered all over the floor. When people rushed into it, she became the laughing stock of everyone. She was so ashamed that she wished there was a crack in the ground. She rushed to the door and tried to escape, but was stopped by a man on the steps and pulled back. When she looked intently, the man was the king with the thrush mouth again. The king said to her in a friendly tone, "Don't be afraid, I was alone with the beggar who lived in the shabby hut with you." I love you enough to disguise myself as a beggar; I'm also the drunk cavalry who rushed into your stall and smashed pottery. I did this to overcome your arrogance and punish you for laughing at the groom. " Hearing this, the princess wept bitterly and sobbed and said to the king, "I really shouldn't be your wife." Thrushcross king comforted her and said, "The past is the past. Now let's have a wedding. " The words sound just fell and the ladies-in-waiting came to dress her up. Her father and the people in the palace also came to congratulate her and the Thrushcross King on their happy wedding. -