No sooner had Pei Shaoqing finished speaking than a stern voice rang out.
"How can you, as the eldest brother, be so reckless! Don't you know that haste makes waste?"
Following Pei Shaoqing's gaze, one could see a middle-aged man with a respectable appearance sitting under the upright and honorable plaque in the center of the hall.
This person is none other than Pei Liang, the current head of the Pei family.
At this moment, Pei Liang's face was gloomy, and his clenched fists showed his anger.
Pei Shaoming's death is nothing; if his death can quell the emperor's anger, it's worth it and can be tolerated.
But Pei Shaoji was his successor whom he had painstakingly cultivated for many years, and now he had been driven mad!
This is not only a blow to Pei Liang as a father, but also tantamount to directly destroying the future prospects of his lineage!
The position of clan head is like the imperial throne, although it is inherited according to the principle of legitimate succession and illegitimate succession.
However, throughout thousands of years of history, how many imperial thrones have been inherited by the crown prince?
The struggle for the position of sect leader is also based on the principle that the most capable person wins!
Originally, Pei Shaoji was the strongest member of the Pei family in the current era, and he was definitely superior to all the other branches of the Pei family.
If Pei Shaoji wins the top prize in this imperial examination and marries the princess, and then pulls some strings in the future, he will surely rise to the highest rank of official.
At that time, the entire Pei family will surely be able to reach new heights.
However, all fantasies about the future vanished completely with Pei Shaoji's madness.
Those branches that had been suppressed for many years were now beginning to stir.
As a result, the Pei family's reputation has plummeted in recent days, and he, as the head of the family, has been constantly questioned.
Just as the atmosphere in the hall was becoming strange, a servant rushed over from outside the door.
Pei Liang frowned upon seeing this.
"What's the matter that's causing such a panic?"
The servant immediately knelt down and said in a trembling voice.
"Reporting to the patriarch, there is a scholar outside the door requesting an audience."
Upon hearing this, Pei Shaoqing couldn't help but get angry.
"It must be that down-on-his-luck poor kid trying to curry favor with the Pei family again. Tell him to get lost!"
The servant's voice trembled slightly as he spoke.
"Reporting to...Young Master...the scholar outside claims to be..."
Pei Liang keenly sensed that something was amiss.
“Go on.”
The servant knelt down with a thud and then shouted.
He claimed to be an advisor to the current Duke of Zhenguo.
His name was Jia Xu, and his courtesy name was Wenhe.
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