The mandrill hugged Lu Zhengli with one hand, and climbed up the mountain with one arm, as if walking on the ground. Behind him, the green-clothed boy accompanied him lightly, found the place where he fell, and ejected lightly on his toes, one in front and one in the back. Clear-eyed people can see at a glance that the two of them have spare strength, and the difficulty of Shu Road is not a smooth road for them.

Lu Zhengli crossed the hairy shoulders of the mandrill, and saw the two people who followed calmly behind him, only to know that he had gone up the mountain earlier and had taken care of him, and his heart was rarely warm.

As soon as he came to this world, he was destined to be the co-master of the world. As far as he is concerned, there are only two things: protecting people, and not protecting people. Meeting Wang Buyu was the first time he received favors.

This day is June 15. Lu Zhengli didn't mention that it was his birthday.

In the early years, it was a day of national celebration.

Later, he was exiled to the people, and no one cared about him anymore.

Lu Zhengli likes his birthday very much, when he was young, it was a rare day when both parents were there. At that time, I didn't know what love was, what family was, and what country was. Perhaps, he still doesn't understand, but he loves that day, the most anticipated day of the year.

On this day, the father and the mother would gather with him until late at night, and the beautiful palace maid sister, who was not very old and had a sweet smile.

The corners of her mouth have not yet been pulled into the bloody mouth of the nightmare.

Later, the mother was gone, and his father was seriously ill and bedridden, so he never came to accompany him on this day.

After ascending the throne, June 15 became a day of celebration for the whole country. Every household in the imperial capital is lit up, and the songs and dances inside and outside the palace are leveled.

The whole world is celebrating him, and he only feels noisy.

Since then, every birthday has been noisy.

He was like a servant, sitting on the stage called the throne, and making the world laugh at him.

Yes, he felt that those congratulations, were ridicule.

He only missed the beginning and his mother and concubine, in the courtyard of the harem, listening to the palace maid's sister, singing the rebellious "Tianbao":

Tianbaodinger, also the solid hole. If you are thick, why not get rid of it?

Tian Baodinger, Bal Jian. There is no inappropriateness, and it is subject to heaven. Blessings are falling, but maintenance is insufficient.

Tianbaodinger, to Mo Buxing. Such as mountains such as Fu, such as hills, such as mountains, such as the direction of the river, to increase.

Ji Bei is gluttonous, is to enjoy with filial piety. Zhen ancestral hall taste, Yu Gongxian king. Jun said: Buer, long life is boundless.

God's hanging, Blessed Erdoblessed. The quality of the people, daily food. The people of Qunli are all over Erde.

Like the moon is constant, like the sun rising. Such as the longevity of Nanshan, it does not collapse. Such as the pine and cypress of the luxuriant, there is no lack or inheritance.

This is a birthday song written by the musician's house to the emperor, with the permission of his father, let the palace maid sing it to him and pray for him.

The young Lu Zhengli couldn't understand these words, and he preferred the folk tunes that his palace maid sister sang to him in private.

Congratulations:

Old as pines and cypresses, young as Zhilan,

Blessing is like the East China Sea, longevity than Nanshan!

I wish you a long and blessed life,

Happy Birthday to you!

Every year there is today,

There are years and years!

Congratulations, congratulations!

The cheesy and plain words, combined with the chaotic tune of music theory, make up the most direct joy. After the father and mother returned to the palace, the palace maid and sister would gently recite this little tune at the head of his bed, even if she whispered, she couldn't suppress the joy in her tone.

It was his happiest day, he didn't understand, but he could feel the love of his father, the queen and the princess, and the palace maid's sister, and his sincere blessings.

They were all rejoicing in his growth.

Later, the mother concubine was gone, the father was gone, and the palace maid's sister was torn apart before she could sing "Congratulations" for him again.

From then on, it was as if he was walking alone at night, and all he could see was darkness.

So on June 15 of the second year after he was kicked out of the palace, he walked aimlessly on the street when he suddenly heard laughter from a green building.

These laughs, real or fake, at least appear cheerful.

Lu Zhengli followed the sound and immediately came out to greet the bustard. The old woman with heavy makeup exudes the smell of cheap fat powder, and skillfully sells the same welcome words in her mouth. Lu Zhengli had never entered the Qinglou, he couldn't listen to the bustard's warm words, just watched a room full of joy, everyone had a smile on their faces, and then they felt comfortable.

Even when he was the emperor, he had never seen so much joy.

In this green building, regardless of men, women and children, the smile is almost overflowing the pavilion.

Suddenly, I heard a burst of pipa swooping, soft and tactful, and swaying people's souls. Plucked the strings three times, the whole audience was quiet, with the melodious sound of the flute, clear and like the wind, after the sound of the pipa, it was like the hometown of the battlefield expedition. Moving and quiet, a crazy and melodious, the hearts of the listeners immediately appeared in the hearts of Erlang on the battlefield, and the two completely different pictures of the Yiren looking forward to returning home.

The pipa rose again, and the soft intestines turned into pen and ink, describing the mountains and rivers of his hometown. The sound of the flute suddenly became terrible, like a long night on the battlefield, and the body of the horse leather shrouded.

Xiao Se and Ming complement each other, just with the change of tune, everyone present, whether it is a scholar or a reckless man, has experienced a fight without regrets and hopeless expectations.

The song burst into applause, waking up the dreamer.

Lu Zhengli is the man in his dreams. has been an emperor for more than ten years, but he didn't know that there was such a paradise on earth. Everyone is laughing and enjoying this outstanding talent.

Then there was a boy in brocade, with the cooperation of a woman with light makeup, shaking a folding fan, walking down from the upstairs, chanting as he walked: "The horse is new across the white jade saddle, and the moonlight is cold on the battlefield." The sound of the iron drum at the head of the city is still shaking, and the blood of the golden knife in the box has not dried up. ”

Someone immediately praised and congratulated him, and Lu Zhengli also sat down with the bustard's guidance.

The old bustard saw at a glance that this was a young child who had just entered the Qinglou, and he skillfully arranged an escort for him, and Lu Zhengli had no intention of this, so he let him go.

He had never drunk alcohol, not only because he was not yet old, but it was not allowed in the palace, so it was natural to raise his glass at this time, and the liquor was spicy.

I have never experienced such a thrill, but now I do not resist.

After taking care of his own glasses, the girl who accompanied the wine had not yet sat down, and his face was already flushed.

Full of interest, the wine was strong, and suddenly couldn't help but speak out and sing softly for himself:

Congratulations.

Old as pines and cypresses, young as Zhilan,

Blessing is like the East China Sea, longevity than Nanshan!

I wish you a long and blessed life,

Happy Birthday to you!

Every year there is today,

There are years and years!

Congratulations, congratulations!

Under the drunkenness, there were tears. He was a crying person, and at this time, taking advantage of the cloudiness of his mind, he cried and got up, raised a glass to himself, and said, "Congratulations!"

Then he heard a sweet and soft voice, which seemed to be behind him and in his ear, and gently continued: "I wish you a blessed life and Tianqi, and celebrate your happy birthday." ”

The woman who was officially arranged by the old bustard to accompany him, Hui Zhilanxin, saw that he had lost his temper and understood the previous situation, so he opened his mouth to melt the scene.

The noise around gradually lightened, and I don't know which high-roller it was, under the wine, he sang smoothly: "I wish you a blessed life and a good day......

Then all the guests sang and raised their glasses: "I wish you a blessed life and heaven, and celebrate your happy birthday!"

Lu Zhengli burst into tears and said to himself, "Happy birthday." ”