When he returned to the house, he saw his mother threading needles and thread. Zhao Tong asked, "What are you trying to mend?"
The young lady didn't say anything, she just pulled the pile of clothes in front of her and said, "Yuanjiro, where did you go just now?"
Zhao Tong shook his head and said perfunctorily: "How can you sew? Are you just showing it off to me? No one is eavesdropping outside at the moment."
Hearing this, the young lady picked up the clothes in front of her and threw them away. Even the needle was no longer pierced. She said angrily: "Yuanjiro, don't think I don't know. You went to see the woman behind again."
Zhao Tong asked curiously: "How do you know?"
The young lady said: "It is indeed true to be frivolous and dissolute, even here, here..."
Zhao Tong shook his head and said, "It's not what you think."
The young lady said: "What kind of thing is that?"
Zhao Tong said, "Please come over here."
How dare you, little girl, turn your face and look at the wall.
Zhao Tong shook his head, sat at the table and began to draw symbols on the paper. These symbols were what he called brand-new characters. They were completely different from the characters of all the countries around him and had no similarity at all.
Tomorrow he will show this thing to Wanyan Xiyin. Wanyan Xiyin must be satisfied, because this thing is not only simple, but also very easy to learn. Even people who have never read a book can easily get started. For the Kingdom of Jin How fitting.
Of course, Zhao Tong would not take them all out at once. This set of characters has a total of twenty-six symbols, called alphabets, which can be combined according to conditions to match every syllable in the Jurchen dialect, including all the pronunciations in the Jurchen dialect. .
He would only take out a few pieces first to let Wanyan Xiyin know the creation method, and then do the rest slowly. Wanyan Xiyin will definitely not give up this "word", because such a simple and simple word, in this It has never appeared in the world. For a court like the Jurchen who hastily established a country, it is no more than a rare treasure.
If it goes as expected, Wanyan Xiyin will definitely report it to Wanyan Agu immediately once he sees this kind of text. As for what Wanyan Agu will think and do...
Zhao Tong smiled slightly. He sorted out several pieces of paper with symbols, thought about it, and wrote down the specific combination of these symbols. By this time, it was getting completely late.
Stretching out, he saw that his mother had already picked up the clothes she had thrown away before and was sitting in the corner of the big kang sneaking around. Zhao Tong couldn't help but feel curious, so he stood up and crept over.
I saw the young lady mending clothes, but it was a robe of her own. I don’t know when a big hole appeared in it?
Zhao Tong was confused, he would not know if there were holes in his clothes, but where did the hole come from? I saw that the little girl didn't know how to mend clothes. It was obviously a thick needle and a big thread. She pulled a hole together and inserted it randomly. As a result, although the hole was gone, there was a messy piece of cloth with pleats all around.
The young lady also looked quite dissatisfied, frowning her slender eyebrows and thinking, why is this sewing so much more difficult than practicing martial arts?
The corner of Zhao Tong's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself, my mother would never be so kind. This hole was most likely caused by her intentional damage. Now her conscience found that she wanted to make up for it, but this was no compensation, it was clearly a secondary damage!
As if she felt something, the little girl suddenly raised her head and saw Zhao Tong standing on the ground looking at her hands in a daze. The little girl suddenly said "Ah!" He turned around, trembling, not daring to look at Zhao Tong behind him.
Zhao Tong was silent, and gently picked up the robe and folded it carefully, then gathered the needle and thread, and then said: "The sewing is good, I will wear this robe to see Dadu Tong tomorrow."
The girl felt like she was burning from her face to her toes, and she felt regretful to death. Why did she have to do this when he was in the house? Couldn't she do it when he was away? Can't you do it during the day? But he did it for no reason and made him laugh!
At this time, Zhao Tong spoke, and the young lady couldn't help but be stunned. Was the sewing good? Do you want to wear it to see Wanyan Xiyin tomorrow?
Really...not bad? Although I have never seen mended clothes, I have at least seen people wearing them on the street. But that doesn’t seem to be like this. It is sewn flat and neat. It doesn’t look like... it’s just a piece of cloth that has been pulled out. .
"Really...is it good?" The young lady turned her head tremblingly. She didn't dare to look at Zhao Tong, but just stared at the ground, as if there was some treasure on the ground attracting her attention.
"It's really good. It looks very good. I will wear this robe tomorrow." Zhao Tong smiled and said in a soft voice, "Thank you for your hard work, Thirteenth Mother."
The girl lowered her head, slowly reached out to touch a small pillow behind her, grabbed it and held it in her arms, murmuring: "Not bad, it's really good... Not bad, you liar!"
She suddenly threw the pillow hard, raised her head, and said with a cold face: "Yuanjiro, you liar!"
Zhao Tong was really stunned now. He hugged the pillow and looked at the girl. He saw the girl's slender eyebrows furrowed, her eyes shining, and she said bitterly: "Yuanjiro, who are you kidding? It's obviously unsightly. Why does it become so good when I come to you? How many people have you deceived with such words?"
Zhao Tong looked at the girl's cheeks. Although the girl's skin color was very dark at this time, it was not so obvious under the light. The outline of her posture was extremely beautiful, especially her lips were rosy and her teeth were white. He couldn't help but take a deep breath. One breath.
When the young lady saw that he was silent and just looking at her house, she felt guilty in her heart: "Yuanjiro, what are you... looking at?"
Zhao Tong suddenly felt a little thirsty, pursed his lips, and without saying a word, he hugged the pillow and went outside to find water...
The next day, Wanyan Xiyin was leaning on the couch in the lobby. The five people in the editorial office were sitting behind their desks, all looking out.
Wanyan Xiyin said: "Is Yuan Yi not here yet?"
The old man among the three people in heaven said: "Sir, Yuan Yi may not be able to fulfill his promise, so he is delaying."
The fat man also said: "It seems that Yuan Yi is deceiving Sir."
Wanyan Xiyin frowned, and just as he was about to open his mouth to send someone to look for him, he heard the sound of running outside the hall. In just a moment, he saw Zhao Tan entering the hall, breathing heavily.
"Sir, Yuan Yi is late, please come down."
Wanyan Xiyin looked at him and saw that he was carrying a bookcase and holding a wolf hair in one hand. He looked really anxious and asked, "Why are you so late?"
Zhao Tong grimaced, twisted his body, revealing his patched robe, and pulled out a piece of cloth. It looked strange, but it had a pair of good stitches.
Everyone couldn't help but want to laugh when they saw this. Wanyan Xiyin moved the corner of his mouth and said, "Let's get down to business."
Zhao Tali said: "Sir, Yuan Yi has already figured out how to create a new character, and has already created several alphabetical characters based on it."
"Huh?" Wanyan Xiyi's expression changed upon hearing this: "Show it to me!"
(End of chapter)
