Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Jia Ling's Double Rebirth, Creates a Great Success

Hongli looked at Langya in front of him. She was wearing a soft light blue silk dress today, with her hair tied in a cross bun and only a few gold ornaments in her hair. She looked gentle and virtuous.

For twenty years, Langya has always been by his side, understanding him and supporting him.

With such a virtuous wife, he felt that God had not treated him badly.

The emperor looked at Langya for a long time, and a slight blush appeared on her face. She lifted the curtain and looked out.

Langya looked at the things outside in amazement. After being in the palace for more than ten years, she almost forgot what the market looked like.

She used to follow her mother and brothers to the jewelry shops on the street to pick out new styles. Even after growing up at home, her brothers would remember to bring her delicious pastries whenever they came back from outside.

Coming out in person again now, it feels like a lifetime ago, as she is already a grandmother.

"Master, look, the long street outside is all lit up with lanterns. It's really beautiful."

The emperor raised an eyebrow, "Madam, what did you call me?"

Langya said, "Call him Master. Isn't that what people call him?"

The emperor took up Langya's delicate and boneless hand and said seriously:

"I call you Madam, you can call me Husband, or you can be more intimate and call me by my nickname."

Langya imagined the scene of calling Hongli brother like Qingying did back then, and she felt goosebumps all over her body.

The emperor leaned closer and said, "When I was a child in the Old Summer Palace, I had a nickname called Yuanshou. If you don't like to call me husband, then you can call me Yuanshou."

Langya silently chanted "Yuan Shou" and felt even more disgusted than Hongli. She quickly waved her hands and said:

"I'd better call you husband, husband~"

Langya's soft voice was like a clear spring, making the emperor's heart warm. He hugged Langya's shoulders contentedly, and the wrinkles on his face smoothed out.

The emperor arranged three folk activities today: listening to books, eating, and watching acrobatics.

The carriage shuttled through the increasingly bustling downtown and stopped in front of a small two-story teahouse. The teahouse was filled with people and the shouts of people listening to stories could be heard from time to time.

Langya covered her face with a veil. Hongli jumped down first and then reached out to help Langya down.

As soon as they entered the teahouse, Li Yu led the two to a private room upstairs. Only one side of the room was open, facing the storyteller downstairs and isolated from the noisy crowd on the first floor.

The emperor sincerely praised Li Yu and said, "You have done a good job, but don't give me any false praises. Let me listen to what is popular outside now."

Langya had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Li Yu thought for a while and said:

"The most popular work out there right now is the 'Legend of Ruhua' written by the mysterious writer Jin Sanye. Every story written by Jin Sanye is widely circulated. This 'Legend of Ruhua' is the longest and has not been completed yet. Now the teahouse has also adapted this book. The next show will talk about this."

Langya said casually, "Why listen to unfinished works? It's better to listen to the classics."

The emperor made the decision and said, "Madam, let's listen to what the young people like to hear. Besides, if it's not finished, it means it can keep up with the times. Let's listen to this!"

The curtain slowly opened, and the storyteller was seen holding a folding fan, wearing a grey gown, and holding a purple clay teapot in his hand to his lips. He had just finished the previous show, and was now drinking tea to moisten his throat.

After a moment, there was a sound of a wake-up stick banging in the hall, and the show began:

"It is said that in Zijin Town, north of Jiangning City, there is a rich landlord, and everyone calls him Jin Silang. And in the Zhu family, south of Jiangning City, there is a 28-year-old girl named Zhu Naohua. The two have been childhood sweethearts since they were young."

The emperor commented: It's fake. They are from the south and north of the city, dozens of miles apart. How can they be childhood sweethearts?

"This Miss Zhu Naohua, at Jin Silang's family banquet, she fought against thousands of troops with her own tricks, making the whole place dark and gloomy. Jin Silang loved her even more because of this."

The emperor frowned: Is Jin Silang stupid? He is pretending to be polite in public. Does he still have any face left?

"It is said that when Jin Silang reached marriageable age, he married a young lady from a wealthy family as his principal wife, and took in a concubine who gave birth to a son. Then he brought in his childhood sweetheart, Zhu Naohua, and married her in a clean marriage."

The emperor smiled and asked Langya: "Haha, isn't this nonsense? You already have a firstborn son, how can you be innocent?"

"Although this girl Zhu Naohua was young, she always wore the same clothes as her mother-in-law, which displeased her. Jin Silang also ignored her because of this, so she went to her mother-in-law to give her a name, and changed her name to Zhu Ruhua, hoping to start over."

The emperor said doubtfully, "It's ridiculous to think that you can start over by changing your name."

Langya's face turned red and yellow, and she almost wanted to laugh. It was really absurd that the emperor also knew it was ridiculous.

After hearing this, Jin Silang sent his childhood sweetheart, Ruhua, to the farm to stay for several years, saying that it was to protect her.

The emperor was even more disdainful, saying that if one truly loved someone, how could one bear not to see them for several years?

When the storyteller reached this point, he struck the wake-up stick again.

"If you want to know what happens next, let's listen to the explanation next time."

"Hahahahahahaha good, this Mr. Jin San is a wonderful person."

The figures dispersed again. The emperor recalled what he had just heard and tasted a different flavor. He looked at Langya:

"Madam, do you think this scene sounds familiar? It seems like you have heard it somewhere before. I really want to meet this Mr. Jin San."

Langya heard the emperor's words, which were seven parts joking and three parts truth, so she had to quickly change the subject to avoid bringing trouble to Mr. Jin Sanye.

If Mr. Jin really met Mr. Jin Sanye, Mr. Jin Sanye's life would probably be in danger.

Langya thought that she had to remind Yongzhang when she got back to write it in a more obscure way.

Otherwise, their emperor is extremely suspicious, and if he really starts digging, Yong Zhang will definitely get into trouble.

She smiled and said, "After listening to a good play and having a good laugh, why should we go to see the writer of the play? Husband, I'm a little hungry. Shall we go find something to eat?"

The emperor then touched his stomach and found it was empty. Li Yu then led the two of them to the snack market by the Qinhuai River.

Li Yu was afraid that the two nobles might get upset, so he only picked some clean stalls.

Unexpectedly, the emperor would ask at every restaurant if he could write a poem or write a few words in exchange for free food, saying that he wanted to see if they knew how to appreciate it.

Some of the vendors at the snack stands were easy to talk to. Seeing that the three men were dressed in fine clothes, they were willing to make friends with them and readily agreed.

Some snack stand owners were rude and wanted to drive away these people who were eating and dashing. The emperor angrily accused them of being stingy and arrogantly asked Li Yu to take out the silver bills and throw them at him.

Langya looked at the emperor with amusement and helplessness. Now they were in Jiangning City, one of the most prosperous cities in the south. There were still many beggars on the roadside, not to mention those poor villages.

It is not easy for small vendors to survive, and a few jokes from the emperor touched upon the most important thing in their hearts, money.

Pretentious things can only be used as a diversion when you have enough food and clothing and have money on hand.

If one day the emperor realizes how a penny can make a hero fall, he will no longer say that these vendors are stingy.

The three of them had a full meal at the snack stand. The emperor inscribed a total of nine plaques and wrote six poems, three of which were paid for.

Of course, it was the emperor who paid others.

When he arrived at the jewelry stall in front, the emperor wanted to use the same trick again, but was stopped by Langya and Li Yu.

The emperor looked at the folk ornaments in front of him and found them to be quite exquisite and unique.

Among them, the most eye-catching one was a gilded hairpin with a phoenix holding a peony. The emperor only regretted that he could not exchange it for his own poem and create an elegant conversation.

The emperor picked up the hairpin and put it on Langya with a smile.

Langya stroked her hairpin in the mirror, looked around, and asked with a smile:

"Husband, does it look good?"

The emperor saw that his daughter, Langya, was so radiant and charming that he praised her sincerely:

"It's beautiful. Madam is the most beautiful."

The vendor was sweet-mouthed and said:

"You two are a perfect match. I have been here by the Qinhuai River for more than ten years, and I have never seen such a well-matched couple."

These words touched the emperor's heart. He asked Li Yu to take out some silver as a reward. He was also inspired to write a poem for the stall.

"Ma'am, I'm giving this as a gift, not exchanging it for jewelry. Is that okay?"

Langya smiled dotingly: "No problem, write it."

While the emperor was writing, Langya was choosing gifts for her sisters. It was quite harmonious.

The emperor wrote the last word with a flourish of his brush, leaving the vendor with a piece of paper and a pair of departing figures.

The vendor couldn't understand the words on the pancake, so he wrapped it in his back and started eating the hot scallion pancake.

The emperor, who had satisfied his craving for poetry, embraced Langya and walked towards the circus in front.

Since our ancestors entered the Central Plains, the Manchus, Mongols and Han peoples have been integrated. Not only have the Manchus and Mongols been integrated into the Han people, but the Tibetan Buddhist culture of the Manchus and Mongols has also entered the southern markets.

In front of them, there was a lama setting up a stall and performing divination. The emperor was curious and took Langya to ask.