When he returned to the house, he saw his mother threading needles and threads. Zhao Tong asked, "What are you trying to mend?"

The young lady didn’t say a word, 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 this moment."

After 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 that I don't know. You go to see the woman behind again."

Zhao Tong asked curiously: "How do you know?"

The young lady said: "It's true that it's frivolous and frivolous, 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 appropriate.

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, and Wanyan Xiyin would 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, once Wanyan Xiyin sees this kind of text, he will definitely report it to Wanyan Agu immediately. 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 use and combination of these symbols. By this time, it was getting completely late.

Stretching out, he saw that his wife 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 tiptoed 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 didn't know if there were holes in his clothes, but where did the hole come from? He saw that the girl knew how to mend clothes. It was obviously a thick needle and a big thread, and she pulled a hole together and inserted it randomly. , as a result, although the hole disappeared, there was a messy cloth head 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 that my mother would never be so kind. This hole was most likely caused by her intentional damage. Now her conscience wants to make up for it, but this is not compensation, it is clearly a secondary damage! < /p>

As if she felt something, the little girl suddenly raised her head and saw Zhao Tong standing on the ground looking at her hand 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."

My mother felt like she was burning from her face to her toes, and she regretted it to death. Why did she have to do this when he was in the house? Couldn't it be done when he was away? Couldn't it be done during the day? But she did it for no reason and made him laugh!< /p>

At this time, Zhao Tong opened his mouth to speak, and the young lady couldn't help but be stunned. "The sewing is good? Do you want to wear it to see Wanyan Xiyin tomorrow?

Is it really... good? 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 doesn't look like it. The piece of cloth that was pulled out is...

"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 were some treasures 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 very soft voice: "Thank you for your hard work, Thirteenth Mother."

The girl lowered her head, slowly reached out and touched 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 did it become so good when I came to your place? How many people have you deceived with such words?"

Zhao Tong looked at his little mother's cheeks. Although her skin color was very dark at this time, it was not so obvious under the light. Her posture and contours were extremely beautiful, especially her rosy lips and white teeth. 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 couldn't help but feel 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 at their desks, all looking out.

Wanyan Xiyin said: "Yuan Yi hasn't come 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 it."

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 "thumping, thumping, thumping" running outside the hall. Within a moment, he saw Zhao Tong entering the hall, breathing heavily.

"Sir, Yuan Yi came 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 he 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 alphabetic characters based on it."

"Huh?" Wanyan Xiyi's expression changed when he heard this: "Show it to me!"
Chapter completed!