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Inside the Imperial Study, sandalwood incense curls softly in the air. Li Fuquan, the Head Eunuch, bows as he steps inside. With a flick of his horsetail whisk, his sharp, high-pitched voice resonates steadily: "Your Majesty, all preparations for the Imperial Selection Ceremony of the seventh year of Yongchang are complete." Emperor Jingxi sets down the vermilion brush and raises his eyes. "According to ancestral tradition, female candidates will be selected first, followed by male candidates," Li Fuquan says, bowing his head. "A total of four hundred and twenty names have been submitted by the prefectures and provinces. All background checks and family registries have been thoroughly verified without exception. For today's preliminary selection, candidates will be presented in batches of six per row." He pauses, producing a gold-flecked scroll from his sleeve, and presents it with both hands: "This is the roster of the first batch of candidates for Your Majesty's inspection. Furthermore, Luantai and Fengge have been swept clean, and the side halls of each main palace have been cleared to accommodate the newly admitted consorts." Emperor Jingxi does not take the scroll, merely speaking in a cool voice: "Begin." Understanding the command, Li Fuquan steps back three paces, turns, and raises his voice: "By Imperial Decree—let the Imperial Selection Ceremony of the seventh year of Yongchang commence! The first batch of female candidates, enter the hall!" The doors of the hall slowly swing open. Sunlight pours inside, illuminating six slender figures standing outside the doors. Their sleeves flutter gracefully, each possessing a distinct beauty, yet all undeniably elegant and otherworldly. With lowered brows and modest eyes, they move with light, gentle steps across the threshold, kneeling together in unison at the center of the hall. "Greetings, Your Majesty! May Your Majesty live for ten thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand ten thousand years!" Their voices, sweet as birdsong, echo throughout the grand hall. Emperor Jingxi's gaze sweeps over their faces one by one, his expression indifferent and unreadable.