Chapter 467 Changning Calligraphy

Seeing Chang Ning write the word "sun", Mu Feng thought for a while and asked, "What about the moon?"

Sure enough, Chang Ning drew a half crescent—although it was very rough, but Mu Feng could tell from the curvature of the lines that it was a moon that was not round.

"It seems that their great witch Zhu pays attention to details!" Mu Feng thought to himself, and then tried to ask, "What about the 'mountain'?"

Now Chang Ning became more serious, put all the remaining tomatoes into his mouth in one gulp, stretched his mouth so high that his eyes were squeezed and narrowed.

She still dipped her hands in ink and drew two lines on the paper. The two lines lined up to form a gentle triangle without a bottom, like two gentle slopes of a mountain.

Then she drew a vertical line at the peak, and then drew four vertical lines on the left and right "slopes".

After finishing, she counted carefully again: "One, two, three... nine!"

After confirming that it was nine vertical strokes, she raised her head in satisfaction, her pretty face slightly raised, her forehead was smooth, and her eyes were full of pride: "How about it, I can write the word 'mountain' well!"

Mu Feng nodded and praised: "Not bad, not bad!"

Then he looked at the character "mountain" written by Chang Ning again, and asked doubtfully, "What do you mean by writing nine vertical lines on it?"

Changning's face was full of complacency, as proud as a peacock, with an expression of "so you don't understand something" all over his face.

Satisfied, she pointed to the left and right slopes: "This is a hillside!"

Then she pointed to the vertical poles on the hillside and explained loudly: "Aren't there trees on the hill? These nines represent trees!"

Mu Feng took a closer look, and knew from the bottom of his heart that the "pattern" created by the great witch Zhu was the earliest script of the Qingniao Department, and depending on the situation, the prototype of pictographs had already been obtained.

Seeing Chang Ning's proud appearance, Mu Feng "suddenly realized" very cooperatively: "So it is like this!"

After a pause, he "frowned" and asked, "But there are many trees on the mountain, not just nine!"

Chang Ning curled his lips, and his pretty face was even more proud: "The nine trees painted above are not meant to be just one tree, 'nine' means many, many!"

Mu Feng understood in his heart that the number "nine" did represent "many" and "extreme" in ancient times and even earlier. For example, "Nine Five Zhizun" means supreme dignity.

Chang Ning looked at Mu Feng's expression of serious thought, couldn't help laughing happily, reached out and patted Mu Feng's shoulder like he was familiar: "Great Chief, do you think our Da Wu Zhu is very powerful? Don't worry, you If you are interested in our 'pattern', I will teach you!"

Mu Feng couldn't help but laugh at her "brother's loyalty" appearance.

He looked carefully at the "mountain" pattern on the ground, and couldn't help but said narrowly: "But trees have leaves, your tree has no leaves, isn't it right?"

Chang Ning, who was still extremely proud at first, was stunned for a moment. She hurriedly looked at the "mountain" pattern she had written, her brows were frowned, and she was extremely serious. He also said uncertainly: "But me, I remember that's how the book was written, did I remember it wrong?"

Mu Feng almost laughed out loud, he really couldn't bear to tease Chang Ning, so he held back

Laughing impulsively, he patted Afraid Changning on the shoulder: "Well, I just asked that, and you said that, I think you have a good book!"

Chang Ning suddenly became happy, and the doubts on his brows disappeared, replaced by starlight in his eyes, and he quickly changed the subject: "It's good, it's good! Well, big chief, where's the little white wolf from last time? "

Mu Feng understood clearly, and Chang Ning's reaction made it clear that he was a scumbag.

There are few academic scumbags in this world who are not afraid of others discussing the following three issues with them: grades, textbooks, and homework!

Chang Ning's reaction was very similar to the kind that didn't learn well and was eager to avoid this problem. By the way, she even forgot to pay attention to the brushes and paper made by Mu Feng.

Mu Feng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Let's not talk about the little white wolf, what are you doing here this time?"

"Of course I'm here to thank you!" Chang Ning said with a playful smile, "My uncle Ko Nuoa respects you very much, he asked to come with me this time, and he even said he had prepared something for you!"

"Your uncle?" Mu Feng looked around.

Only then did Chang Ning slap his head: "Ah, my uncle!"

"Your uncle?" Mu Feng was surprised, "He's here too?"

Only then did Chang Ning stick out his tongue playfully: "He drove the herd of cattle over, but he didn't arrive at the back. I thought he was slow, so I came first!"

"Bull?" Mu Feng was surprised.

"Yeah!" Chang Ning said with a smile, "Uncle said last time you took him to fight the Lei Ze Department, captured so many slaves, and helped our Blue Bird Department get so much labor, and discussed it with my dad. Next, I will send you two hundred cows!"

After a pause, she said again: "Who knew that your tribe has so many people now, and the place is so big, otherwise I would have sent you some more."

There was a warmth in Mufeng's heart.

As a member of a large tribe, Changning did not have the arrogance of most other tribes. When meeting him for the first time, he was very friendly and did not plunder like Manglong and Heifang.

This is naturally related to the situation of the Jade Bird Department, but it also has a lot to do with Chang Ning's character.

If she had had the idea of ​​murdering and stealing goods at that time, given the situation at that time, I'm afraid that the entire Jiang family would be destroyed in an instant.

Now that she saw the strength of Da Jiang, her first reaction was not any other threats, but thinking that she should bring him more cattle.

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I sigh from the bottom of my heart.

He smiled and said, "You have a heart, but it's okay. You don't know!"

Chang Ning waved his hand, picked up another cucumber, chewed it, and said without image: "I just want to discuss with you one more thing, this red fruit, can you give me some more, I'll turn around Let my father and the others taste it!"

Mu Feng smiled and shook his head: "It's not that I won't give it to you, it's such a long way, and it will be spoiled when you bring it back, and there is no way to eat it!"

"Oh!" Frustration appeared on Chang Ning's face, "He originally said he would follow along to have a look, but he couldn't come due to something."

"Your father?" Mu Feng was startled, "He's coming?"

Chang Ning was still eating cucumbers, keenly aware of Mu Feng's vigilance, he quickly waved his hands: "Don't get me wrong, my father

I just wanted to follow us to have a look. This time we didn't have many people, so we brought two hundred people! "

Mu Feng quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he never dared to take it lightly until he met the chief of the Blue Bird Department.

Now that Da Jiang was established, as a great chief, he realized more and more how much influence a great chief has on a tribe.

If he wants to fight, the whole tribe must raise his support, and if he wants to build earthen buildings, the whole tribe will have to join them—if he hadn’t personally ordered the children not to work, these children of the right age would probably have to help!

If the chief of the Blue Bird Department had other ideas, the impact on Jiang would be immeasurable!

He waved his hand: "Okay, how can you be like this, and forget your uncle while talking, go out and see him!"

(end of this chapter)