Qin Zhao and Jing Li were sitting on the same side and also saw Yue Qingzi's small movements.

He felt enlightened and stood up to return the gift: "I have met Mr. Yue."

Jing Li returned the gift, and heard the magistrate say with a smile: "Sit down, everyone. Qing Zi is very good at craftsmanship, and the pastries he makes are not even comparable to those of the chefs in restaurants in the capital. Mr. Qin, would you like to try them?"

Qin Zhao: "Yes."

The pastries have been placed on the small table between Qin Zhao and Jing Li. Qin Zhao personally handed one to Jing Li: "Eat it."

Aziz named this pastry shaped like a little rabbit the Jade Rabbit Bun. He came up with the recipe himself after studying with a pastry chef in his hometown. The taste is indeed outstanding.

Since the last time he ate, Jing Li has been thinking about it, not to mention the little cub in his arms.

He was already waving his arms, eager for Jing Li to feed him.

Yue Qingzi did not leave after delivering the cakes, but waited quietly aside to help them add tea and water.

In fact, this is not what a young master in a mansion should do, but no one present felt that there was anything wrong with this move.

In this era where the status of two children is low, even the young master in the mansion has no better status.

What's more, Yue Qingzi is not the prefect's biological son.

Jing Li has come into contact with many Shuang'er in this world, but the only one he is familiar with is A Yi, who runs a drug store in the county town.

A Yi knows how to do business and is more self-reliant and self-reliant than many twins. If not for his special appearance and soft temper, he would be no different from the boys Jing Li knows.

But Yue Qingzi is different.

This person is closer to the most standard double son of this era. He has been raised by his parents since he was a child. He has general knowledge and etiquette. His conversation and behavior indicate that he was born into a wealthy family.

Such twins are usually married off to wealthy families by their parents, and even if they cannot become wives, they will not be bullied.

For Shuang'er, this is their best fate.

Thinking of this, it is self-evident why the prefect specially asked Yue Qingzi to come over to serve tea.

Jing Li's mood was a little complicated, and he lowered his head and bit into the cake without knowing what to eat.

Yue Qingzi replenished tea for the prefect and suddenly said: "Second uncle, it's rare for Mrs. Qin to bring the young master to the house. It's so boring to sit here and drink tea. It happens that the flowers in the backyard have bloomed, and my nephew wants to invite Mrs. Qin.

Go to the backyard and enjoy the flowers.”

Jing Li blinked, and when he looked up, he saw Yue Qingzi smiling at him.

The smile was a little unfamiliar, but very friendly.

"That's fine." The magistrate said with a smile, "You and Mrs. Qin are similar in age. You can move around more on weekdays, so just make more friends. What do you think, Mr. Qin?"

He didn't ask Jing Li what he thought, but asked Qin Zhao directly.

"It depends on my husband's wishes." Qin Zhao turned back to Jing Li, "Do you want to go?"

Of course Jing Li is willing.

He nodded in agreement and stood up holding the little fish in his arms.

The fish cub still had cakes stuffed in his mouth, and suddenly he was about to be taken away. He reluctantly looked back at the plate of cakes.

Yue Qingzi stepped forward and whispered in Xiao Yuzai's ear: "There are more in the backyard."

After saying that, he saluted the magistrate and Qin Zhao, looked at each other with a smile at Jing Li, and led him out of the main room.

The two young men left together. The magistrate looked at the backs of the two men and smiled happily: "It seems that Mrs. Qin and Qingzi are very close to each other."

Qin Zhao nodded in agreement.

The magistrate stroked his beard and said slowly: "My nephew has also reached the age of marriage..."

The backyard of the magistrate's residence is larger than that of ordinary people. It is spring, the flowers are in full bloom in the courtyard, and there is a medium-sized pond. Yue Qingzi took Jingli and Xiao Yuzai into the pavilion beside the pond, and let the people in the house

The servant served two plates of tea.

"Please have some tea." Yue Qingzi sent the servant away and poured a cup of tea for Jing Li with his own hands, "Mrs. Qin."

His last title was deliberately heavy, but his eyes were full of smiles. Jing Li already understood what he meant and smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Yue."

Several servants gradually walked away, and Yue Qingzi's straight back suddenly softened, and he breathed a long sigh of relief: "It's killing me."

As if he was extremely tired, he leaned over the stone table of the pavilion, completely without the solemnity and etiquette he had shown before the prefect.

Then he turned back into the Azi Jingli met before.

Jing Li asked: "What's going on here?"

"You're still asking me." Yue Qingzi raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "What's your answer?"

"I……"

When Jing Li was asked this question, he didn't know how to explain it.

Yue Qingzi took a piece of pastry and handed it to Xiao Yuzai, but he didn't care much about it: "Forget it, you didn't tell me that you were Mrs. Qin, and I didn't tell you that I was Mr. Yue. We are even."

"I really didn't mean to hide it from you," Jing Li said, "I originally wanted to tell you the truth that day, but you suddenly left. Then I went to the tea shop to look for you, but you never showed up..."

"Because my aunt found me sneaking out to play, she has been watching me very closely these past few days." Yue Qingzi sighed, "I haven't gone out for several days."

Yue Qingzi comes from such a family and has a strict family tradition. It is not surprising that he is not allowed to go out alone at will.

Even though he went out, he just wanted to stay in front of his house.

Jing Li thought about it and felt strange again: "But since you are the nephew of the prefect, do you want to find Qin Zhao by yourself?"

Just like this time Qin Zhao came to visit him. As Yue Qingzi, he had countless ways to see Qin Zhao, so why should he stupidly wait at his door?

"This is different." Yue Qingzi said.

Jing Li: "What's the difference?"

"When we meet here, he is Mr. Qin and I am Mr. Yue. Even if we meet, we can only exchange a few words like today. Is this meaningful?" Yue Qingzi bit the pastry and said, "What I want to see is

Mr. Zhaoli, not Mr. Qin."

"So... you really have no interest in him?"

"You treat me like a human being!" Yue Qingzi snorted, and soon figured out what Jing Li was thinking, and laughed, "I know, you are jealous."

"I, I didn't..."

"Why not? You were also weird when I mentioned Mr. Zhaoli last time." Yue Qingzi said, "I still thought it was weird at that time, but now I understand that you were worried that I would fall in love with Qin Zhao.

That’s why you’re jealous, right?”

Jing Li turned away his eyes and his ears turned red quietly.

"Mr. Qin, he is indeed very good." Yue Qingzi rested his chin with his hands, thoughtfully, "He won a small three yuan at a young age. His appearance and conduct are not to mention, and he loves his wife and children. He is indeed a very good husband.

.”

"Speaking of which, my aunt just arranged for me to deliver cakes. Didn't I just have this idea?"

Jing Li was startled: "Did you see it?"

"Can't you tell? My aunt specially asked me to wear new clothes." Yue Qingzi was wearing a sky-blue dark-patterned coat today. The hem and sleeves were embroidered with fine patterns, and the waistband was tight and outlined.

‌The waist is slender and slender.

"Then what do you think...?"

"Me? I can still have ideas." Yue Qingzi added some tea to Jing Li and said with a smile, "Silly Ali, didn't you realize that Mr. Qin in your family only has eyes for you? There are so many other people around him.

Even when a beautiful woman comes to him, he cannot see her."

Jing Li pursed her lips and raised the corners of her lips slightly: "Really?"

"Yes. It's a pity that I didn't get to know Mr. Qin before he met Yue Qingzi." Yue Qingzi's eyes dimmed slightly, "Now, if I get close to him again, he will definitely think that I have other purposes, and if someone else

I know, what will I say if I don’t know?”

Jing Li looked at the young man beside him, feeling a little touched in his heart: "Why do you like Zhaoli so much?"

"I like his kind of life." Yue Qingzi said, "Ever since I was little, my parents, uncles and aunts all hope that I will marry a good family in the future, serve my husband well, and not be bullied.

Yes. But this is not what I want."

Yue Qingzi said longingly: "The life I want is like Mr. Zhaoli's. He only sees me and only loves me. He may not be so rich and powerful, but even in the most difficult times, he

You will also leave the best things to me.”

"No matter whether what he said is true or not, Mr. Zhaoli can write such a story. He is a very gentle and kind person who is worth getting to know. That's why I want to know who he is."

"I searched for a long time, and then my uncle happened to show me the examination paper of Mr. Qin's government examination. I found that the handwriting on it was exactly the same as the handwriting on the cover of the book written by Mr. Zhaoli."

"It wasn't until then that I was completely sure of his identity."

"It turns out to be a test paper." Jing Li suddenly realized.

"How about it, am I good?" Yue Qingzi said with satisfaction, "Recently many people in Fucheng want to find out who Mr. Zhaoli is, and I am the first one to find out."

"But how can you be sure that the book cover and the contents are written by the same person?" Jing Li asked.

Yue Qingzi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly thought of ‌‌, and sat upright suddenly.

If the book cover and the contents are not written by the same person, then who else can get Xiao Sanyuan Qin Zhao's personal inscription?
To be continued...