Nasrudin’s oldest son was looking for a wife. “Which qualities are you seeking?” Nasrudin asked the youth. “Intelligence rather than beauty,” replied the young man. “If that is the case,” said the Mulla, “I have an excellent way of finding you the perfect bride.” He told the youth to follow and went into town. When they reached the main square, Nasrudin started to cuff his son and shout:

“How dare you do exactly as I say? This is the punishment fit for one who obeys!” “Leave him alone!” hissed one young woman. “How can you beat him for being a model son?” “This is surely the woman for me, father,” said Nasrudin’s son.

“Best to have a choice,” replied the Mulla and he led the way to the neighboring town. Here, he acted out exactly the same scene. But this time, a young girl began to cheer him on:

“That’s right! Hit him! Only a fool obeys blindly.”

“Son,” said Nasrudin, with a smile, “I think we have found you an intelligent bride.”