Every time I wear it quickly, there are always big guys giving it away.

"Your Majesty, your birthday is less than a month away..." The Minister of Rites stepped forward, "I, this old minister, suggest that arrangements be made as soon as possible."

"I second the motion." The other ministers looked at each other and spoke tacitly.

Chen Jia waved his hand, "I am still in mourning, so let's skip these celebrations."

"Your Majesty, this is your first birthday since you ascended the throne!" The Minister of Rites continued to persuade him, "Even though it is a period of mourning, we can still hold a small celebration to show your grace to Your Majesty!"

Hearing the word "grace", Chen Jia paused, "In this case, I would like to show mercy to the concubines in the harem this time. If they are interested, they will be allowed to leave the palace to retire."

This is a legacy issue. After the new emperor ascended the throne, all the concubines of the previous emperor moved to Fukang Palace.

Under the four corners of the sky surrounded by high walls, the long and boring retirement life began. One can imagine how deserted the Fukang Palace is.

After the previous queen died early, no new queen was appointed.

Originally, when a new king ascended the throne, concubines with children could ask for mercy - to go to the fiefdom along with their children.

But unfortunately, these concubines had no children, so they had to move into Fukang Palace together.

Chen Jia noticed this problem by chance, but was troubled by the lack of a suitable opportunity to solve it.

First of all, so many concubines lived in Fukang Palace until they died of old age.

For them, every day is like a year; for Chen Jia, it is not cost-effective to increase the consumption of the national treasury!

Secondly, Chen Jia couldn't bear it after all.

I can't bear to see these young and beautiful women living a life of confinement and boredom.

Finally, the opinions of the concubines must also be considered.

Some came from the common people, some from princes and nobles, and some from defeated countries...not everyone was willing to leave the palace.

Chen Jia thought that she had to give a chance to those who were willing.

When the Minister of Rites proposed the grace of birthday, Chen Jia thought of them.

"This--" This was indeed something that the Minister of Rites had not expected.

He thought that His Majesty might hold an imperial examination or a military examination, might pardon some criminals, or might make some strange requests... He and the regent made foolproof plans for each of these assumptions.

I never expected that Her Majesty would play by no means according to common sense!

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for being blunt, but this is not logical!" The Minister of Rites tried to bring His Majesty back to the point they had envisioned.

"Why is it unreasonable?" Imperial Censor Wang Jingzhong could not help but stand up. He saluted in the direction of Chen Jia, then stood up and said, "I think your majesty's move is both reasonable and logical!"

There were some officials in the palace who shared the same idea as Wang Jingzhong, but the majority were against it. However, the two factions were unable to overcome the censor Wang Jingzhong's powerful words!

"Don't think I don't know what you're doing!" The Minister of Rites shouted, "Lord Wang agrees with this move because you have relatives entering the palace, right?"

This is true.

Wang Jingzhong had a younger sister who was as beautiful as a fairy. She entered the harem at a young age. Unfortunately, the late emperor not only had difficulty in having children, but also died young!

She wasted her best years of youth in the harem. The two of them had a deep brotherly love, and Wang Jingzhong couldn't bear to see his sister spend the rest of her life alone in the harem.

If it can be connected, it will definitely be good!

"Your Majesty..." The two factions were arguing endlessly and could only ask Chen Jia to make the decision.

Chen Jia's head hurt from their noise. She looked at the silent Regent and asked, "What do you think, Prince Changping?"

"Your Majesty," the regent glanced calmly at the ministers who were red-eyed and angry, and expressed his opinion, "The grace comes from Your Majesty, and it is up to Your Majesty to decide. As a minister, I will not refuse even if I die!"

The regent's words made the final decision, and some were happy while others were worried.

"Your Majesty is wise!" Wang Jingzhong took the lead in shouting, with a very serious attitude.

"Your Majesty is wise!" The Minister of Rites glared at him. You are the only one who knows how to flatter, right? He can do it too!

Of course, grace is grace, but the specific scale of the birthday celebration still needs to be drafted by the Minister of Rites.

The lady does not want to waste time and money, so she has to weigh the pros and cons carefully.

When the news of En'ren spread throughout the harem, the happiest people were the concubines in Fukang Palace. They thought that the rest of their lives would be like this, but unexpectedly, there was a ray of hope and they could even leave the palace!

Not all concubines chose to leave the palace to retire. Those concubines who had no one to rely on outside the palace did not want this grace.

Those who had relatives outside the palace could no longer sit still. After asking for mercy, they became anxious every day and counted the days until they left the palace on their fingers.

"Empress Xi, it's your turn to leave the palace today!" Xiao Fuzi said to her with a smile, "Have you packed all your things? Once we leave, we can never come back!"

"Well, everything is packed!" Xibin did not stay in the palace for a long time, so there were not many things she could take away, so a bag was just enough.

Her family was not short of money, and many of her jewelry were left to her sisters who were still living in Fukang Palace.

They need this money more.

"Then Queen Xibin, let's go." Xiao Fuzi calculated the time and urged Queen Xibin to leave.

"Go here."

Concubine Xi took one last look at the place where she was to be raised, and without any reluctance, she turned around and left with a resolute step.

This was the first and last time she walked such a long distance.

When a sedan chair was brought into the palace, unexpectedly it was the beginning of misery, and all the wealth and glory vanished in an instant.

No matter how difficult the way out was, she didn't want to stay in this suffocating forbidden palace for even a moment longer.

Xibin walked while laughing at herself.

She never expected that this trace of warmth would come from the new king!

Probably, because they are both women.

"Empress Xi, I will take you here. Have a pleasant journey ahead!" Xiao Fuzi sent her to the palace gate and finally performed a palace salute to her.

From then on, Concubine Xi was no longer a concubine in the palace, but Wang Yanran, the sister of Imperial Censor Wang Jingzhong.

Wang Yanran walked through the long city gate passage and finally came out of the deep palace.

It took her six years to do this!

"Yanran, here!"

Wang Jingzhong's carriage was parked outside the palace gate, and he stood beside the carriage, waiting for his sister, whom he had not seen for six years, to come out.

Seeing his sister from a distance, he waved his arms desperately, extremely excited.

"Third brother!" Wang Yanran burst into tears and ran into his arms, "You, you are here--" she could not say anything else.

Wang Jingzhong pulled his hand out, touched his sister's hair, and smiled with a sad look on his face, "Yanran, long time no see!"

"Yes, it's been a long time." Wang Yanran looked at his third brother, whose edges had been worn away by time, and suddenly felt deeply moved, "Third brother is no longer the handsome man I remember."

Wang Jingzhong was shot with an arrow, and he was extremely resentful, but he still said, "But Yanran is still the most beautiful woman in my heart!"

Wang Yanran smiled evilly, "Where's my sister-in-law?"

"Um, this, this——" Wang Jingzhong stammered, unable to explain clearly.

Wang Yanran laughed heartily and got into the carriage in a few steps, "Let's go home, Third Brother!"

Wang Jingzhong sniffed hard and responded, "Yeah!"

The carriage went farther and farther away. Wang Yanran lifted the curtain and looked at the almost invisible Forbidden Palace with a relieved look on his face.

Thank you, Your Majesty!

I wish your majesty good health and happiness for a long time...