Zhao Rong thought that Xiao Tao had also figured out the difference between the two piles of invitations on Butler Zhao's desk, so he blamed himself. Then he hurriedly comforted Xiao Tao and told him that there was no problem, and there were blank invitations.
Good thing. He can write whatever he wants on the invitation. As long as the guard doesn't check it carefully, there should be no big problem.
Although these are words to comfort Xiaotao, in fact, Zhao Rong has more or less the same plan in his mind. This is basically the only thing he can do now. No matter what, he eventually plans to include the time, place and specific details on the invitation.
He was not sure about the other matters. This was all he could do. He only hoped that when the two palace eldest brothers brought the invitation to Zhao's house, the guards would not look at it so carefully.
But who would have expected that his comforting words did not make Xiao Tao feel any better. Instead, the tears that had been lingering in Xiao Tao's eyes suddenly flowed down.
Zhao Rong was also a little anxious. He didn't know how to comfort Xiao Tao. He touched his head at a loss and looked at Xiao Tao with dull eyes. He didn't know what to say now so that Xiao Dao wouldn't be too sad.
He also felt very strange in his heart. Xiao Tao shouldn't have such a reaction. After all, he had those two blank invitations in his hand. Although what was written on them might not be the same as those originally distributed, he had already figured it out now.
Now, I'm not so anxious anymore.
After all, Zhao Rong has been thinking about it all afternoon. He has considered various possibilities. Those invitations will be distributed to several outside housekeepers, so the contents they write cannot be completely consistent. Even if they are completely consistent, the notes in
There was another difference. As long as he wrote the general information correctly, he should be able to pass it by the guard. But he didn't understand why Xiao Tao was so sad.
Thinking that Xiao Tao might have done something wrong, Zhao Rong quickly made up for it. He felt that Xiao Tao had already worked very hard, and he should not be allowed to blame himself so much for this matter. So he immediately said: "It's okay, Xiao Tao, you
Think about it, those foreigners
The invitations given to the hospital housekeepers all have the content written by them. Although they may be the same, there must be differences in the handwriting. As long as I write everything clearly, there will probably be no mistakes on the page.
You can get away with it."
But who knows, Zhao Rong's words of comfort did not have any effect. Instead, Xiao Tao cried harder. Zhao Rong was completely stupid this time. He carefully thought about his words to see if any of them were irritating.
Xiao Tao, or maybe he meant to accuse Xiao Tao. Although he didn't think so in his heart, he was worried about Xiao Tao's misunderstanding, otherwise why would Xiao Tao be crying so sadly now.
Before Zhao Rong could remember which of his words was wrong, Xiao Tao had already raised her arm and wiped the tears on her face with her sleeves. Then she sobbed and said: "Master, I did something bad.
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Hearing what Xiao Tao said, Zhao Rong thought that what he was saying was that when he took the invitations, he should take the two invitations from the lower pile. Invitations written like that would be better than the two of them working so hard now.
If you are not sure when writing again, the invitation drawn out will be more reliable.
Thinking that he had figured it out, Zhao Rong of course immediately spoke to comfort Xiao Tao and said: "That's not the case, Xiao Tao. If the inviter's name is written on the invitation, it would not be good for the two palace brothers to hold it in their hands.
It would be better if I just write them two invitations like I am doing now."
Unexpectedly, as he said such comforting words, Xiao Tao's face became even uglier, and she was about to cry again. Zhao Rong quickly shut his mouth, feeling that he didn't know what to say now.
Feeling that everything he said was wrong? Not understanding what Xiao Xiaotao meant, he decided not to say a word now, otherwise who knows what sentence would make Xiao Tao's mood collapse again and he would cry again.
After Zhao Rong stopped talking, Xiao Tao's mood gradually eased, but he was still sobbing. After a while, he raised his head. But he didn't dare to look into Zhao Rong's eyes.
He quickly lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Master, I, I have already given those two invitations to the salesman."
At first, Zhao Rong didn't understand the meaning of Xiao Tao's words. He looked at Xiao Tao with some confusion, hoping that he could explain to him what he meant.
Xiaotao still didn't dare to look at Zhao Rong, but she continued to speak: "Today, when I went out today, I met the salesman. He said that the two young masters had arrived in the county. Then I told him
He thinks our plan here is pretty good, and he will be able to do it wherever his cooperation is required.
We all agreed to meet at a certain place on the day of the Fourth Elder's birthday party. Then he asked me for the two invitations. I didn't think much about it at the time, and the salesman also said that he had to take advantage of this opportunity.
The invitation should have been delivered to the two young masters earlier. So I went back to the courtyard and gave the invitation to him."
Xiao Tao said a long string of words directly as if he was desperate. This was originally good news for him, and he wanted to share it with the young master, but he didn't expect that the good news would turn into bad news so quickly.
Already.
He understood what the young master meant just now. But after he understood it, Xiao Tao preferred not to understand. The young master said that there was something to be written in the invitation. As for what was written, although the young master did not see it directly, he probably
The meaning is clear. At the very least, the two invitations should clearly state the time and place, as well as who is invited to attend what event.
Originally, if those two invitations were still there, even if he didn't know what was in the invitations, what should be formal in them, but the young master also said that as long as he wrote everything clearly, he should be able to get away with it even when he got to the guard.
But there was no chance to make amends. Why was he so helpless that he had to give the two invitations to the salesman so quickly? I don’t know what the two young masters knew after they got the invitations.
I don't know what's going on here. If they don't know this and come to Zhao's house directly with two blank invitations, they won't be able to enter Zhao's house at all unless they are delivered directly to the door.
When he thought that he had done something wrong again, Xiao Tao was very upset. He wondered if he was born stupid.