Many years ago lived an Emperor, who loved new clothes. He spent lots of money to reform his wardrobe and refine his clothes. Unlike a regular Emperor, he did not regulate his soldiers, and his city was unsafe. However, the Emperor was happy. He took refuge in his closet, where he had a different coat for every hour of the day.
One day, two swindlers came to this city. They began to relate that they could weave the finest cloth imaginable. They said it was not only very beautiful, but was magic, and would be invisible to any man who was bad at his job. They promised excellent work, or a full refund.
“That must be wonderful cloth,” the Emperor would often reflect. “I must have this cloth woven for me right away.” He gave a large sum of money to the swindlers. The two men set up weaving looms, began to refer to patterns, and pretended to be making cloth. After a few days, holding empty needles, they pretended to be sewing. All of their work was, of course, redundant, since there was no real cloth and no clothing.
The emperor went to regard their work. “I do not see anything at all!” the Emperor thought while watching the two men, “Am I unfit to be emperor? I must pretend I can see it!” The situation was able to reduce the Emperor to fear. He was filled with regret, but it was too late to reject the clothing. So the king praised the cloth, and decided to wear the new clothes and rejoice with the people, and refresh his city with a great parade.
One day, two swindlers came to this city. They began to relate that they could weave the finest cloth imaginable. They said it was not only very beautiful, but was magic, and would be invisible to any man who was bad at his job. They promised excellent work, or a full refund.
“That must be wonderful cloth,” the Emperor would often reflect. “I must have this cloth woven for me right away.” He gave a large sum of money to the swindlers. The two men set up weaving looms, began to refer to patterns, and pretended to be making cloth. After a few days, holding empty needles, they pretended to be sewing. All of their work was, of course, redundant, since there was no real cloth and no clothing.
The emperor went to regard their work. “I do not see anything at all!” the Emperor thought while watching the two men, “Am I unfit to be emperor? I must pretend I can see it!” The situation was able to reduce the Emperor to fear. He was filled with regret, but it was too late to reject the clothing. So the king praised the cloth, and decided to wear the new clothes and rejoice with the people, and refresh his city with a great parade.