The First Happy King of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 293

If Li Muyun was given another chance to choose, he would definitely choose to stay away from this little devil, Changle.

But time rarely has a chance to turn back, and even if it does, it doesn't necessarily flow according to people's will.

The last time Li Muyun was flown back in time more than 300 years ago, if he did it again, he would probably have to ask Kong Laoer for help. This is too unreliable, so let’s forget it.

"Li Muyun, my younger sister is watching over there, you won't be cowardly at this time, will you?"

Li Ke, the third child of Li Shimin's family, his face flushed from drinking, left the prince's table to huddle with a group of dudes, patting the table to cheer Li Muyun on.

"That's right, Mu Yun, if you're a man, you can't be cowardly at this time. Come on, isn't it just a few poems, if His Majesty is satisfied with it, maybe I'll just recruit you as a son-in-law!" This sentence is a bit sour, I don't know who yelled.

But it was precisely because of this sentence that Li Muyun was reminded that today's matter might be a bit troublesome, if Li Shimin really recruited her, then it would be a lot of fun.

So we had to think of a way to get rid of this embarrassing situation. We couldn't lose face to Li Shimin, and couldn't let Empress Changsun lose face. At the same time, I couldn't really be recruited by them.

But there is no such thing as perfect in this world. Just when Li Muyun was racking his brains to think of a way, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty urged him again: "Li Muyun, what are you still thinking, come up quickly! I am waiting for you!" Hurry up!"

Well, go up, you can't hide, after being targeted by Li Shimin, you probably won't be able to run away, and you have to go up to deal with it, otherwise, the hat of the crime of bullying will be buckled, and the guy who eats on his neck You have to move.

Confused, Li Muyun was staggered and pushed out from the crowd by a group of dudes, stood in the middle of the hall and scratched his head in embarrassment, and made the square scarf on his head crooked again.

It's just that no one cares about these things right now, one or two are all staring at him.

In view of the fact that the poems that came out of him before are all excellent, everyone is looking forward to him being a blockbuster again, even the eldest grandson empress who has not been very optimistic about him, is full of expectations.

But Li Muyun knew that he had had enough of being in the limelight, and he must not be in the limelight anymore, otherwise he would become a target of public criticism, so looking at those strange and inexplicable eyes around him, Comrade Xiao Li made up his mind: "Your Majesty, Empress, please No minister, let me sing a song!"

"Sing? What song?!" Li Shimin frowned, and the others below were also a little suspicious.

You know, singing in Datang is something only brothel opera singers do, so what exactly does Li Muyun want to do?How could you lower yourself so much?
Empress Changsun was slightly astonished, then smiled and said to her again: "Then let's sing, I want to hear it."

Li Muyun sniffled, took a deep breath, and bowed his hands in salute to the surroundings. He stood up straight with his feet, and looked quite imposing, but the singing voice was really too weird.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

The tune of the happy birthday song echoed in the hall, and countless people were 'scared' out of their chopsticks, staring at Li Muyun who was so proud.

It's just four sentences over and over again, except for a slight change in tone, there is nothing new at all!

Li Shimin listened to three sentences patiently, finally couldn't take it anymore, and slapped the table: "Come here, let me kick this drunk man out, and he will not be allowed to enter the palace without order!"

"No!" The imperial guards outside didn't care who Li Muyun was, or whether he had the 'Sword of Heaven' on his body. They faithfully carried out His Majesty's order, turned the long spear in their hands upside down, and used the handle of the gun to set it up. The people got out of the main hall, and the smoke and dust rolled out of the palace all the way.

……

Li Muyun just couldn't figure it out, how could it be wrong for me to sing a birthday song with good intentions? I thought about my own residence while walking.

Looking back, the first time I entered the palace, I owed 50 catties of steelmaking; the second time I entered the palace, I owed 100 million guan;After doing the math, this time it seems to be the cheapest time to be forked out, at least no money is owed, and no head is said to be beheaded.

But having said that, Li Muyun actually has no choice. He really doesn't have any poems to copy now. Liberal arts is not what he is good at. The previous few poems were forced to be memorized by the teacher when he was in school. Goose, he will also carry the moonlight in front of the bed.

So I had no choice but to use "Happy Birthday" to deal with my errands. Fortunately, I was lucky not to have my head chopped off.

But what Li Muyun didn't know was that right after he was kicked out, there was another discussion in the palace.

Wei Zheng, a dark-faced guy, said something fair for Li Muyun: "Your Majesty, I actually think that Li Muyun's song is actually pretty good, although the lyrics are a bit bad and the tune is a bit weird, but you can sing it in such a short song. In such a short period of time, making a piece of music seems to be considered a talent, right?!"

"Well, what brother Wei said seems to be true. Such a strange tone has never appeared in Datang, and it sounds a bit exotic." Kong Yingda twitched a few whiskers under his jaw and nodded in agreement with Wei Zheng's point of view.

It's just that Li Shimin was really pissed off by Li Muyun just now, and he didn't listen to the calm analysis of Lao Wei and others at all. He waved his hand and said, "Forget it, don't mention that idiot again if you continue to have a banquet." Continuing, the ministers of civil and military affairs in the Daji Hall sang and danced in a peaceful scene.

……

Li Muyun returned to his house a little depressed, threw himself on the couch, stared at the beams in a daze.

But soon he jumped up from the bed like a carp, pushed open the window, and no matter if it was midnight, he raised his voice and shouted: "Housekeeper, I asked you to find the fat man and come back, have you found it for me?" What about the fat man!"

With a sound of "bang", the window on the other side was also pushed open, and the fat man leaned out half of his body shaking his fat, and shouted sleepily: "Li Muyun, your uncle, what time is it, you There's nothing I can't talk about tomorrow."

"Tomorrow will be late, put on your clothes and come to my place!" Li Muyun immediately beamed when he saw the fat man, regardless of whether he was sleeping or not, he roared and closed the window.

(End of this chapter)