Emperor's New Clothes

Many years ago there was an emperor who liked to wear nice new clothes very much. He spends all his money on clothes in order to dress beautifully. He doesn't care about his army at all, and doesn't like going to theaters. Unless it is to show off his new clothes, he doesn't like to go to the park in a carriage. He has to change into a new suit every hour every day. When people mention the emperor, they always say: "The emperor is in the meeting room." But when people mention him, they always say: "The emperor is in the dressing room."

In the big city where he lives, life is easy and enjoyable. Many foreigners come every day. Two liars came one day. They said they were weavers. They said that they can weave the most beautiful cloth that no one、can imagine. The colors and patterns of this cloth are not only very beautiful, but the clothes sewn with it also have a peculiar effect, that is, anyone who is incompetent or stupid cannot see the clothes.

"That is my favorite dress!" the emperor thought to himself. "When I wear this kind of clothes, I can see who is incompetent in my kingdom; I can distinguish who is smart and who is fool. Yes, I want them to weave this cloth right away. Come!" He paid a lot of cash to the two swindlers and told them to start working right away.

They set up two looms and pretended to be working, but there was nothing on their looms. They asked the emperor one after another to send them some of the best raw silk and gold. They packed these things into their pockets, but pretended to be busy working on the two empty looms until late at night.

"I really want to know how they are weaving," thought the emperor. However, he immediately remembered that stupid or incompetent people cannot see this cloth. He did feel a little uncomfortable in his heart. He believed that he didn't need to be afraid. Even so, he still felt that it would be more appropriate to send someone to see it first. People in the city have heard that this kind of fabric has a strange power, so everyone wants to take this opportunity to test and see how stupid and stupid their neighbors are.

"I will send an honest old minister to the weavers to see," the emperor thought. "Only he can see what this cloth looks like, because he is a very intelligent man, and no one is as competent as him."

So the kind old minister went to the work place of the two swindlers. They are busy working on the empty loom.

"What's the matter?" The old minister thought, opening his eyes to the size of a bowl.

"I didn't see anything!" But he didn't dare to say it.

The two swindlers asked him to come closer, and at the same time asked him whether the pattern of the cloth was very beautiful, and the color was very beautiful. They pointed to the two empty looms.

The poor old minister's eyes opened wider and wider, but he still couldn't see anything, because there was really nothing to see.

"My God!" he thought. "Am I a stupid person? I never doubted myself. I must never let people know about this. Am I incompetent?-No; I must never let people know that I can't see the fabric.