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Duotu followed the prime minister with a shameless face: "prime minister, please help me persuade Shifu to accept me as an apprentice?"

"Ask her. I don't count." The prime minister dare not be the master.

Su Sijin looked at duotu: "your noble son of Dahui, can you worship me as a teacher?" Young man, don't make me angry!

"Oh, the son of Dahui is not necessarily me."

“？？？” Su Sijin doesn't understand very well. Is it difficult for the son of God to change every year?

DOTU giggled: "we Dahui have a tradition that whoever has high combat effectiveness is the son of the world. My eldest brother Babai can be the son of the world because he married Princess Yunji. Now that they are all dead, my father asked our brothers to fight. Finally, for various reasons, I won."

"Are you going to the end?"

"Yes!" DOTU thinks it's good.

Su Sijin sympathized with the man who hit the last. He was taken advantage of by duotu.

"We fight every year. In October next year, I will stand to the end." After Batu finished, he flopped and knelt in front of Su Sijin: "master, take me as an apprentice! If I can't be re elected next year, I will be crippled by the brother who won me. "

"Is it so exaggerated?" Su Sijin asked.

Before duotu answered, the prime minister took the lead in saying, "it's no exaggeration. The former Babai son once killed his brother in front of him because he competed for the position of Prince."

"Brother?" Su Sijin can't imagine what it is. Even if he is cruel, he can't kill his brother, can he?

"Yes."

Su Sijin looked down at duotu and pulled him up: "I'll go back and discuss with Qiancheng."

"OK, tell the chief manager and give me a chance!" DOTU said excitedly.

"Go back." Su Sijin said, holding the prime minister to speed up his steps.

The girls who followed duotu looked at him one by one: "Shizi, you have to work hard. If you can't be re elected next year, our parents will be unlucky."

"Don't worry, serve the minister well!" Duotu warned.

"Yes."

Duotu stood in place and watched them leave. He was reluctant to give up, but he couldn't help it.

"Are you serious?" Asked the Ming king.

"Or what? Could it be that in October next year, I was killed by those brothers and then implicated my mother? Our life there is very cruel. The man who became the son of God is the master. Even if his brothers have to kowtow and salute, they will take away the woman of the original son of God. "

"The folk customs in your place are really fierce!" The Ming king has never heard of it before. Today is an eye opener.

"So I have to find a way!"

"Have you ever thought about changing this system?" Asked the Ming king.

Duotu said with a wry smile: "why didn't you think about it? Others don't agree. After I became the son of the world, those who failed hate me and always want to kill me. My father is still young. He prevents me from usurping the throne every day. My mother is a concubine. She is frightened every day."

"Alas..." Ming Wang compassionately patted duotu's shoulder.

Duotu is not homesick, but he will die if he doesn't have strength when he goes home. It's better to learn something in Daqian Guoxue than to stay!

Duotu looked at the palm print on the wall and once again strengthened his belief in worshiping Su Sijin as a teacher.

When the Prime Minister got into the carriage and saw that the girls were coming up, he scolded, "don't follow me!" Then he asked the housekeeper to drive the carriage away and said nothing to take these girls home!