Huang Maozhi did not respond to the other party immediately, but first asked what the competition was about, how to compete, and how many matches to have.
"Master Huang, I know you are prejudiced against me and my family.
But please believe me, my two sons and I all love medicine, peace, and helping others.
Yes, I know there was some friction between the two families in the past.
But those were all grudges between our fathers. There is actually no deep hatred between us. My trip is to serve as a bridge of friendship and peace.
Please accept my sincere heart."
After saying this, he took off his hat and bowed deeply to the people. Seeing this, his two sons behind him followed suit, and this scene was captured by the camera.
Huang Maosheng ignored their hypocritical words.
His usually amiable face was now filled with impatience. "There's an old Chinese saying: 'A son pays his father's debts,' and no debt is ever forgiven without his death.
Since I have agreed to your promise, I must keep it. Let me ask you, have you brought all the things from my ancestors?"
Mitsui Gaoyong was angry at his unreasonableness and walked forward to argue with a furious look on his face, but was stopped by his father.
The man reluctantly retreated back to his original position. The middle-aged man clapped his hands, and a bodyguard in black came out holding a box.
Huang Maozhi went forward to check.
After just a few flips through it, I knew that the things inside were indeed passed down from my ancestors.
The reason why he was so sure was not only because he knew the contents by heart, but also because he recognized the childish graffiti on the cover.
When he was a child, he loved to play and drew whatever he wanted on the paper when the adults were not around. Later, he was tied to a tree and beaten for a long time by his angry father.
But who can forget his or her own calligraphy?
These traces were left by him, so ancient books cannot be fake.
At the same time, it also confirmed the extraordinary significance of the skeleton to the Mitsui family.
After he inspected the goods, the other party also expressed a request to see his father's body.
But Huang Maozhi's face became darker and darker.
"You just came here without giving us time to prepare, and you still have the nerve to ask us for that skeleton?
That thing isn't like our precious medical records that we can carry around with us!
What, you think I buried your dad in my own backyard?
Or do you want me to place him in the mourning hall, offer him daily tributes, and burn three sticks of incense for him?"
After he finished speaking, the crowd burst into laughter.
What Doctor Huang said makes sense. Ashes are not a lucky thing, so who would keep them close to home?
Seeing the unhappy expressions on the faces of the father and his two sons, the Huang family uncle and nephew, who had been holding onto the turbid air for many years, finally dissipated a little.
“There’s one more thing I need to explain.
Your father's death had nothing to do with us. Instead, it was our elders who accidentally salvaged their bodies when they returned from a trip.
At this time, we have to praise our ancestors for their kindness.
Unable to bear seeing their souls scattered and their bodies destroyed, they found a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to settle them down.
We have nothing but gratitude towards your family, no resentment. I hope you understand this."
Everyone present knew that he was talking nonsense.
According to that era, the two countries had attitudes and positions that were as hostile as water and fire.
Even if they really didn't kill the person.
It is also impossible to properly handle a corpse after it is 'accidentally' salvaged.
To be honest, it’s good that they are not ground to dust.
Unable to bear the "soul-scattering", I found a place with "beautiful mountains and clear waters". Even ghosts would not believe this.
The Mitsui family also thought of this and tried to suppress their anger, but there was nothing they could do because they were the ones who needed help now.
………
Huang Qian did not feel the joy of victory at this time. He kept looking at the crowd, hoping to see the familiar face of his junior brother.
But it’s already two o’clock, the normal working time, why hasn’t he come yet?
Coincidentally, Sang Zhi and Jiang Yan also found this place along with the crowd of onlookers.
She had good eyesight and found her mother-in-law immediately. Before she had time to greet her mother-in-law, she was attracted by the tense atmosphere in the yard.
When Sangzhi was very young, his master had passed away.
Even though we have black and white photos of him at home, there is a big difference between old age and middle age.
It's normal that she can't recognize it.
But Sang Zhi recognized the tall and thin young man behind him with his arm hanging and an anxious look on his face at a glance.
This is Uncle Huang Qian!
He is the best elder to her except her master.
Although his face is still a little childish now.
But the facial features and hairstyle are not much different from forty years later.
In other words, her uncle is so mature despite being so young.
When Sangzhi saw them, she felt extremely complicated, nervous, frightened, but more of a surprise.
I originally wanted to go up and say hello to him.
But because the timing is not right, I have to be patient for now.
She looked around and found three aunts gathered together talking endlessly. According to her experience, women of this age are the most well-informed.
Sure enough, she had just integrated into the small group and hadn't even started to set the stage when these aunts enthusiastically explained the whole story to her.
She knew Mitsui Mata and had some friction with him a few days ago.
But she didn't know that the two families had such an agreement.
Well, it really is true that it is better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early.
Sangzhi had heard of his master's superb medical skills since childhood.
Even the master and his disciples combined could not even come close to achieving this. Now that they can witness it with their own eyes, this can be considered a blessing from the time-traveling God.
But her happiness didn't last long, and she became nervous again.
As far as she knew, the ancient books and treasures that were looted from her master's house were indeed taken back later.
But that was after the 21st century.
My master and uncle spent a huge amount of material and financial resources to get it back.
Not right now.
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