The next day, Tu Haoyu got up very early, which was unusual for him, and then sat anxiously in the restaurant waiting for his meal.

He thought the artist would dine with him in the restaurant, but when it was time to eat, he found that his grandmother had arranged for the artist to eat in his room.

Tu Haoyu didn't care where the painter ate, after all, to him the painter was at most a worker hired by his family.

He quickly ate a bowl of porridge, put down his chopsticks, and went straight to the artist's room.

The artist had just picked up his chopsticks when he saw Tu Haoyu approaching, and the artist expressed his helplessness.

There was no other way but to wolf down all the food on the table.

Fortunately, there weren't many items, so the artist wasn't overwhelmed.

Then they were forced to start working. After a day, the artist actually drew a portrait of Zhao Qingyan, including not only her face but also the clothes and jewelry she was wearing.

While it can't be said to be 100% similar, a similarity of over 90% is already quite impressive. At the very least, with a portrait, one would definitely be able to identify the real person.

Tu Haoyu was excited when he received the portrait.

With a portrait, it would be easier to find the person. They also requested the artist to create several more portraits based on the image.

Zhao Qingyan, who was playing chess with Zhao Han in Zhao Family Village, felt an itch in her nose and kept sneezing. Zhao Han had no choice but to take his daughter's pulse.

"You have this trick up your sleeve? Is there anything else I don't know?"

Zhao Han poked Zhao Qingyan's forehead. "Naughty. I don't know how to diagnose illnesses by taking a pulse."

After all, in the original world, people would take elixirs when they got sick.

"What I was using just now was spiritual energy; now it's more like true energy. I'll circulate it throughout your body to determine if you're truly ill."

Zhao Qingyan pouted, "I admired him for nothing, turns out he was just a fake. Am I sick?"

Zhao Han said, "You're not sick, you're perfectly fine, it's just that some troublemakers are cursing you."

Zhao Qingyan was quite dismissive.

"Tch, insult me? I'm so beautiful, kind-hearted, and don't offend anyone, why would anyone insult me?"

Sigh, this really is the biggest mistake of my life.

Zhao Han smiled faintly, watching Zhao Qingyan act silly.

"Girl, I remember leaving you a whole box of jewelry in my past life, why have I never seen you wear it? Do you not like it or what?"

I remember there were quite a few spirit stones and jade raw stones in my cave.

Why don't you take a look and see which piece you like? Dad will carve it and make a few bracelets and jade pendants.

Young girls should dress up nicely.

Zhao Qingyan looked up at him.

"Are you bored? If you're really bored, I can offer you some entertainment, like watching a movie or something."

"Don't worry about electricity. The solar generator I bought is enough to last me a lifetime."

Zhao Han shook his head.

"I don't have those ideas. I'm thinking about whether I should go out and start a business."

If we just stay like this for too long, even if the Zhao family doesn't say anything, outsiders will start gossiping.

In a few years, when you reach marriageable age, I'll have to prepare a generous dowry for you.

Otherwise, I would be a terrible father.

Zhao Qingyan rolled her eyes at Zhao Han.

"You're overthinking it. Whether I get married or not isn't important, after all, I'm only 13. Even if I get married at 18, I still have 5 years, and besides, I don't have any plans for that right now."

If you want to make money, I can support you. Just tell me how much capital you need.

"I don't have much, but I can still get ten or twenty thousand taels of silver..."

As a result, Zhao Han took Zhao Qingyan's 50,000 taels of silver and left.

Whenever Zhao Qingyan thought about this, she thought Zhao Han was a big liar. What nonsense about being a father in a past life?

It's clearly some unknown, wandering ghost in disguise, just trying to scam money.

Although I felt a little heartache over the money for three seconds, I put it down.

If Zhao Han really has a problem, then sending him away with tens of thousands of taels of silver might not be a bad thing.

Tu Gu, far away in the capital, was throwing a tantrum at home, smashing everything in his study to pieces.

"That's outrageous, absolutely outrageous! Do you even know where the old lady and the madam went?"

Tu Gu shouted, and the steward stood aside trembling.

"Master, didn't the old lady and the madam go to the estate?"

Tu Gu sneered, "Go to the manor? Is that what you're saying?" The steward nodded frantically.

After venting his anger, the butcher lost all his energy and slumped back in his chair.

"Go and take a thorough inventory of the family's belongings, including all the income from these shops and the estate. Make sure you verify everything."

If anyone embezzled money or property in the process, they should be dealt with accordingly.

Tomorrow, sell off all the servants and young men in the house who are no longer needed. Those who can be redeemed should be allowed to do so.

The butler was alarmed. "Master, what... what happened?"

Tu Gu sighed, "Fu Quan, marrying an unwise wife will bring disaster to three generations. My father wasn't smart; he married my mother."

I've gotten married again, and I've taken a wife. I thought that since she comes from a scholarly family, the girl she's raised wouldn't be bad.

As a result, he turned out to be arrogant and ignorant of his own limitations.

He looked down on everyone all day long, but in the capital, even a falling brick could kill several third-rank officials.

I'm always on edge, afraid of offending powerful figures and jeopardizing my two sons' futures.

However, the capital city couldn't contain the two of them, so they insisted on going back to their ancestral homeland to cause trouble.

Do you know that I received a letter today from Magistrate Qiu of Lingnan Prefecture?

They say the old lady and the madam are using my name to look for a young maid, and people are asking me if that maid has offended me.

The steward was puzzled. "Master, why is a mere county magistrate causing you so much distress?"

Tu Gu chuckled.

"Well, the county magistrate is nothing, the problem is that his roots are in the capital. He's the eldest son and grandson of the Qiu family in the capital."

The butler couldn't keep his mouth shut any longer, "So, what's so special about that little girl?"

Tu Gu felt like he was playing music to a cow.

"That little girl is nothing special. It's just that her family is on good terms with Magistrate Qiu's family, and she's someone the Duke of Protectorate's heir specifically instructed them to protect. What's so special about that?"

Tu Gu waved wearily, signaling the steward to go and handle the household finances.

Madam Tu presented a plaque to Lord Qiu of Qingyang County, leaving behind a portrait of Zhao Qingyan.

After asking him to help find the person, worried that Magistrate Qiu would not do his job, he sent people to the streets to inquire about Zhao Qingyan's portrait.

A reward of 10 taels of silver will be given for finding the person in question, and a reward of 1 tael of silver will be given for providing useful clues.

In just a few days, a story was circulating throughout Qingyang County.

A maidservant from a wealthy family stole money from her master and fled. Now the master is offering a reward for her capture.