As Guagua finished speaking, an image of Lou Shuyu had already appeared on the screen above Song Yaoyao's head.
The ministers were appalled. How old was Lou Shuyu, the Marquis of Anning? How could he already be so narrow-minded and vicious?
But what concerned them more was this: whom had Lou Shuyu harmed over the years?
Several ministers' hearts had already leaped into their throats. Their sons had once been heaven's favored prodigies, only to fall victim to someone's sinister schemes.
They had investigated for so many years without discovering who had done it.
Could Lou Shuyu have had a hand in any of those cases?
If he really was responsible, no one in the entire Marquis of Anning's household would get off lightly!
Song Yaoyao: [I guessed as much long ago.
His mother probably beat him so badly that he came up with this way of hurting people.]
Guagua: [Exactly.
When Lou Shuyu first started doing these things, it was to escape his mother's beatings. Later, he discovered that as long as he eliminated his rival, he would take first place and even earn a few words of praise from his mother.
He first did it when he was nine. In one exam, he came second, while first place went to Peng Xinlei, the legitimate son of Lord Peng, the Minister of Rites.
Lou Shuyu watched their teacher praise Peng Xinlei while their classmates gathered around him. At that moment, Peng Xinlei was like the moon surrounded by a host of stars.
Lou Shuyu went mad with jealousy. For the first time, he thought of destroying someone.]
Song Yaoyao: [He was already thinking of hurting people at such a young age! He was rotten right down to the roots...]
Guagua continued:
[*When he returned home that evening, his mother,