A song about Tsar Ivan Vasilyevich, a young oprichnik and a striking merchant Kalashnikov

A song about Tsar Ivan Vasilyevich, a young oprichnik and a striking merchant Kalashnikov

M. Yu. Lermontov
Song about Tsar Ivan Vasilyevich, a young oprichnik and a striking merchant Kalashnikov
Moscow. Kremlin. Already white-stone. The royal refectory. During the meal Ivan IV the Terrible. Behind, behind the king, are the cronies. On the contrary – the princes and the boyars. On the sides – guard, oprichniki.
Tsar Ivan Vasilyevich is in a most delicious mood. Well, than not an occasion to turn a casual meal into a small, for your own, holiday? Opening the pirvanic “in the pleasure of their own and fun”, Grozny ordered the stewards to set oprichnina overseas, sweet, from the czarist stocks of wine. He himself keeps an eye on how his faithful servants drink, for wine drinking is also a test of loyalty. However, the remote fighters are

not bastards: they drink as they should, they drink – the king is praised, the wine is sweet on the lips. Ivan is pleased, but suddenly he notices that one of them, from the oprichniki, does not touch the golden ladle with the gold wine. Having learned in the violator of the palace etiquette of his pet Kiribeevich, he threateningly chastises him: “It is not proper for you, Kiribeyevich, / to rejoice with a royal joy; / And you are from the family Skuratov, / And you are nurtured by the family Malyutina! ..”
Kiribeyevich, crafty and dexterous, like a demon, plays before the king, for him personally, a sentimental scene. Because, they say, I do not drink – I do not wash my mustache in a gilded bucket – I fell in love with a beauty before passion, and she turns away from me, unworthy, as if she is a non-christ, and closes her striped veil. Learning that the sweetheart of his nominee is just a merchant’s daughter, Ivan Vasilievich laughs: they say, take my jaunt’s pens, buy a pearl necklace and send precious gifts to your Alena Dmitrievna. You’re giving up the business-call for a wedding, well, and before the matchmaker worship…
Malyutin outsmarted Malyutin’s own Ivan the Fourth! And he did not lie to him, he seemed to be telling everything in the spirit, only he left
the truth to himself: he did not tell us that the beautiful woman “In the church of God is reborn, / Rebirth with a young merchant / According to our Christian law.”
Matchmaker to the matchmaker? Without the matchmaker we’ll manage! The main thing is that the king is on his side. Yes, and he himself is not in vain in the oprichnina, there is nothing to do with lawyers here!
Seating yard. The silk shop of the merchant Kalashnikov. Behind the counter is the landlord. Recounts the money, smoothes the goods.
Stepan Paramonovich’s affairs are going well. And the fact that today the bar is not rich in its establishment, they do not pay attention to delicate goods, it’s not a day to day. But now evening, winter, early darkens, the guest yard has long been empty, it’s time to go home, to his young wife, to the dear children. The house is good for Kalashnikovs – it’s tall, it’s good to be a master. Yes, if the morning is not lucky, it’s necessary until the night. I thought: my children are resting, and they are crying weep! I thought that his beloved wife would meet him on a white tablecloth and that she would not even have a home! Stepan Paramonovich is very worried, he is a calm man, aged, but worried: snow, blizzard, frost, darkness – has anything happened to Alena Dmitrievna? Oh, it happened, happened, and terrible! Kiribeevich disgraced her! And not somewhere, in the middle of the street, like a thief, like a beast, lashed out, kissed, persuaded! In the eyes of neighbors robbed. They laughed and pointed with their fingers: they say, what’s going on, well, shameless!
Believing, though not immediately, that his wife is telling him the truth, Stepan Paramonovich decides not to postpone the matter, the circumstances are good. Tomorrow on the Moscow River – fist fights, and on the occasion of the holiday – with the king himself. And where is the king, there is the oprichnaya kennel. So he will then go to the oprichnik. It will be to the death to fight – to the last strength. He will not master, so maybe his little brothers, maybe younger children will have mercy on him, he’ll help beat the accursed one.
And they, the youngest, do not fail their “second father”. At first, lightly, in an everyday way, not too pleased with the fact that Stepan pobbed them out of the deceased beds, after learning what had happened to their daughter-in-law’s daughter, they give an honest merchant’s word: “We will not betray you, dear.”
The shore of the Moskva River. Early morning. The audience is still catching up, but the king with the retinue (boyars, squads, oprichnina) is already here.
The first, as predicted Kalashnikov, goes to the ring Kiribey-vich. Excited by yesterday’s “victory”, he is so aggressive and so confident in himself that none of his usual opponents move from his place. Here, then, pushing the crowd apart, Stepan Paramonovich appears. Kiribeevich, slightly surprised (he immediately realized that before him – a novice), suggests the simpleton to introduce himself, in order to know, de whom the requiem serves. Of course, this is a joke: it’s clearly not going to fight to death. Not the case. And the Tsar-Sovereign does not approve of the mortal outcomes on the fisted lists. And only after realizing that the enemy is Alena Dmitrievna’s legal husband, she loses her composure. From the recent lack of courage and traces left. And yet – he, the first fist of the tsarist oprichnaya team, was almost beaten by Stepan Paramonovich blow, between ribs, poddyh, treacherously sneaky, it is he who does. With difficulty rose, but immediately assembled (a minute ago – a venerable merchant, and at the time of the blow a fierce fighter), Kalashnikov dumps his foe dead. Terrible, as an experienced fan, sees that both fighters are not working according to the rules of a good game: according to the rules, they are not supposed to target (specifically) either on the temple or on the temple, and ask the killer on the rights of the judge: unwillingly or at will, he killed a servant of his faithful, but if by will, then for what and for what. On the second question Stepan Paramonovich Kalashnikov, naturally, can not answer, but on the first one answers immediately: “I killed him free-will”. Struck by his sincerity (could refer to the inexperience, everyone can see that the newcomer), Ivan Vasilievich, playing the best of his roles – the king of Grozny, but the Fair, although he sends Kalashnikov on the block, promises to fulfill his death request: do not leave the royal family an orphaned family. And, strangely enough, fulfills a promise! Alena Dmitrievna and orphans – official content, and the Kalashnikov brothers – an unprecedented right: “to trade without payment, duty-free” “throughout the whole Russian kingdom wide.”


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A song about Tsar Ivan Vasilyevich, a young oprichnik and a striking merchant Kalashnikov