The days passed one by one, and in the blink of an eye, several more days had passed.

The streets of Xianyang City are still bustling with people and traffic.

Every city has endless stories, and every story is either remembered or quietly washed away with the passage of time.

After Hezhui was buried, Zhishou, under the arrangement of Ying Zheng, entered a local charity school to teach and educate people.

He also disbanded his former troops.

Everything seems to be back on track.

The street vendors were still shouting their wares, the dignitaries were still riding in their magnificent carriages through the streets, and the common people were still busy working to make a living as usual.

Except for the empty streets near Zhao's mansion, there is no longer the hustle and bustle of the past, and no one remembers the once glorious Minister of the Imperial Chariots.

Ji Ya, who had been keeping an eye on the developments in the fish sashimi shop, was filled with anxiety and uneasiness. He waited for several days, but the shop door still did not open.

Finally, Ji Ya gritted her teeth, weighed the pros and cons in her mind again and again, and decided not to wait any longer and explain everything to Ying Zheng truthfully.

He came to the Qinzheng Hall with a nervous mood.

The hall that he used to enter seemed particularly depressing today, making him almost breathless.

He knelt on the smooth floor of the Qinzheng Hall, took a deep breath, and began to recount the whole incident word by word.

"Your Majesty, I am guilty. Please punish me. I only ask Your Majesty to forgive my family."

Jiya's voice echoed in the empty hall, trembling slightly, and every word was spoken with great difficulty.

He listened quietly to Ji Ya's story, looking at the man kneeling in the hall with a stern face, with a thousand thoughts in his mind.

It turned out that this was the reason why Zhao Gao and his men were able to forge the imperial edict successfully.

The imperial seal was kept strictly confidential, and the fake edict was stamped with the real seal. No wonder it could deceive so many people, even Fusu.

"Jia, please tell me everything you know without reservation. If there is even a single lie, please don't blame me for being ruthless."

Ying Zheng's voice was low and majestic, like thunder rolling in the hall, causing Ji Ya's body to tremble slightly.

He kept knocking his head, and soon a red mark appeared on his forehead.

Not daring to hide anything, Ji Ya quickly told the whole story of how she entered Qin, how she obtained a high position with the help of He Zhui, and how she was bumped into in Baiyujing a few days ago.

As Ying Zheng listened, his brows gradually relaxed. Many things matched the report of the Black Armor Guards, proving that he was indeed not lying.

After a long silence, Ying Zheng finally spoke.

"The Master is dead."

Ji Ya suddenly looked up and looked at Ying Zheng with wide eyes, then quickly lowered her head and knelt even lower, not daring to breathe.

He didn't know what fate awaited him next, and could only pray silently, hoping that his confession could alleviate some of his guilt.

I also hope that Your Majesty will forgive my family in consideration of my hard work over the years.

"Considering that this is your first offense, you have pleaded guilty and accepted the punishment, so you will be spared the death penalty, dismissed from office, and fulfilled your employment obligation."

A cold voice sounded above his head.

When Ji Ya heard this, she was stunned at first, then her eyes turned red and she looked up at Ying Zheng with tears in her eyes, her eyes full of gratitude and relief.

He knew very well that this was the greatest mercy from His Majesty. In the Qin Dynasty with strict laws, the matters he was involved in could be big or small. He was lucky to be able to save his life and prevent his family from being implicated.

He bowed deeply again, his voice choked with sobs, "I thank Your Majesty for not killing me."

Coming out of the Qinzheng Palace, Ji Ya felt her steps were light and ethereal, as if she was not walking on solid ground but in the clouds and mist.

From today on, his Ji family will completely withdraw from the power center of Qin.

The child in the family was mediocre and had not yet entered the officialdom. On weekdays, he was only obsessed with poetry, songs, calligraphy and painting, and had no ambition or talent to show his talents in the official career.

Now that he has retreated, there is no possibility of recovery. It is almost a pipe dream for the Ji family to return to its former glory.

As Ji Ya walked, she sighed secretly, her heart filled with helplessness and sadness.

Perhaps, the method proposed by my cousin before may not be unsuccessful.

As dusk fell, Ji Ya, dragging his tired and weathered body, slowly returned to the Ji Mansion. The familiar vermilion gate, which had seemed so majestic in the past, now had a more desolate meaning in his eyes.

The servants in the mansion continued to do their jobs, but when they saw Ji Ya's appearance, they all sensed something strange, silently shut their mouths, and became more cautious in their behavior.

Ji Ya went straight to the main hall and asked people to call all the relatives in the family.

The Ji family members who had not seen each other for a long time had realized that something was wrong, and their eyes were full of confusion and worry.

"Master, what happened today? What happened in the court?" Ji Ya's old wife spoke first, her voice soft and full of concern.

Ji Ya looked at his closest relatives in front of him, and his heart ached again. He opened his mouth, but didn't know where to start.

After a moment's silence, he slowly spoke: "I have done something wrong and have been dismissed from office. From now on, everyone must be more restrained."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was shocked.

Everyone's faces turned pale in an instant, and the girls almost dropped their handkerchiefs.

The eldest son of the Ji family widened his eyes and looked at Ji Ya in disbelief: "Father, this... why is this happening? Father has always been loyal and has the most trust from His Majesty, how could this happen..."

Ji Ya smiled bitterly and shook her head. "It's a long story, but it was ultimately my own fault. Your Majesty, mindful of my past contributions, spared my life and only dismissed me from my position. I'm truly blessed."

When the family members heard this, they fell silent for a moment, and everyone's face was filled with worry and confusion.

The originally bustling main hall was now shrouded in gloom, making it so depressing that it made people feel suffocated.

"Pack up your things and don't go out for the next few days."

Ji Ya sighed and made arrangements one by one.

"Little sisters, think about it carefully. If possible, go to the Imperial Master's Mansion to register and attend classes at the Charity School."

"Head of the family?" Madam Ji looked at Ji Ya in disbelief. Didn't he want to see his daughter suffer?

Now, now like this...

"Father, my daughter is willing to teach."

Ji Huanxi's voice was clear and crisp, without any force.

She had long wanted to be a tutor like her sisters, but her parents had previously refused because they were worried that she would suffer. Now they gave her the opportunity.

Ji Ya looked at her youngest daughter and nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, my son is ambitious. You all should go back. Those who should go to school should go to school. Keep a low profile and go home."

"Yes, master."

Everyone left one after another, but Ji Tiantian, who was walking at the end, was stopped.

"Xuan Tian stayed."

Ji Yutian immediately stopped and turned to Ji Ya, saying, "Yes, uncle."

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