THE ADVENTURES OF THE MARQUIS BOY
ANNOTATION
A boy from our time moves to the Middle Ages and becomes a marquis. But Julius Caesar - what is the name of the boy, does not expect the most affectionate reception, and his adventures become very wild.
. CHAPTER #1
The boy walked along the road and saw around him some kind of medieval city, in which poor huts and good houses made of white stone alternated.
Julius was in an expensive and luxurious suit. On his feet are smart, polished boots, and on his head is a hat with a feather. Now he seems to be a noble person - a young marquis who is thirteen years old, but he is the heir to a noble family.
The boy walks, stamping his heels and smiling. Children run past. Almost all are barefoot, in torn, simple clothes, but cheerful, tanned, with smiles.
Indeed, children are almost always smiling and in a good mood. And they don't have to pretend. And if the child frowns and is sad, then something hurts him, or some serious trouble. Type deuce in the diary.
Julius, having become a noble, even a minor marquis, sang:
- I am the king, everything is subject to me,
I drive with passion...
And the whole earth trembles,
Under the heel of the king!
And the boy, as he takes it and laughs, showing his pearl teeth, sparkling in the sun.
This is, indeed, a kid who, if necessary, will move mountains. A girl of ten years old, sparkling with bare, pink heels, ran past, held out her hand and asked:
- Give me a pretty penny, noble seigneur!
The boy took out a gold coin from his purse, threw it to the girl and said:
- Take it, but on condition!
The girl stamped her small, tanned, scratched child's foot and asked:
- On what condition, sir?
Julius replied:
- You won't tell anyone that I gave you the coin.
The girl shook her red curls and asked:
- And why? After all, this is a good deed.
The marquis boy answered logically:
- Because then a whole horde of beggars, barefoot, ragged children will come running, and they will not allow passage.
The girl crossed herself and said solemnly:
- I swear, by the Mother of God, I won't tell anyone!
And flashing, with bare, round heels, she ran on.
And Julius, feeling an influx of inspiration in himself, sang;
I'm proud of my country
She opened up space...
Though the hordes attack with Satan -
There is no passable yard at all!
We boys are dashing warriors,
We attack directly at the enemies...
Frost, snowdrift, and bare feet,
There are many bruises on the faces!
The boys, however, the enemy will not stop,
We know how to fight very bravely...
And the Fuhrer, believe me, we'll kill it,
Retribution will come to the servants of the abyss-darkness!
In the name of the most radiant Motherland,
We will, directly, boldly fight ...
We will build the heights of communism,
And we will break any, you know, army!
We are pioneers, just children
Our tie is red - the color of kumach ...
But for your country, believe me, in the answer,
And he will glorify the cause of Ilyich!
Yes, our Motherland, believe me, is beautiful,
In it, in the Arctic, apple trees bloom ...
And it's dangerous to fight with boys,
They will smash the fascists to pieces!
We will admire communism
Which we build in happiness and love...
And we can reckon with fascism,
That sheds an ocean of blood!
Do not believe it, being a pioneer is not weak,
I'm a boy, but a fighter is so cool...
For us, believe me, even the world is not enough,
He threw a grenade with his bare foot!
I scribble on the Nazis very aptly,
And he began to get very active ...
And even the grid does not save
And I get consistently five!
Do not believe that fascism is invincible,
I fought him bravely, pioneer...
Above us wings fly cherubs,
Let's set an example for others!
Fought in the Name of God Jesus
And the great God Svarog is with us ...