Unlimited Resources: Raising a Minister with a Space Supermarket-Chapter 502 - 447: Showing Leniency

"Who? Who’s causing trouble?" The elderly Posthouse Officer came out wielding a punishment stick and aimed a blow at Cao Gen.

Cao Gen, angling for a way to vent after Yu Xiaolian’s head injury, landed a kick in midair that knocked the old Posthouse Officer flat on his back.

"You even dare strike the County Magistrate’s Wife, do you all not value your lives?" Cao Gen kicked the two Posthouse Officers a few more times and only stopped when he heard Yu Xiaolian cough.

"County Magistrate’s Wife?" The elderly Posthouse Officer was shocked.

"Xiao Hu, how could you have a conflict with the County Magistrate’s Wife? What were you thinking? You’ve caused big trouble!"

The Posthouse Officer named Xiao Hu was equally bewildered, "Uncle, they didn’t say anything about being the County Magistrate’s Wife, did they? That woman claimed to be a Seventh-rank official, isn’t that nonsense? How could a woman be an official?"

Old Hu, who was called Uncle by Xiao Hu, was also confused, for he had never heard of women being officials.

"Who exactly are you?" Old Hu struggled to stand up from the ground.

"As officers of Great Liang’s posthouses, how do you not know that Great Liang has a female Xueguan?" Yu Xiaolian frowned.

She had been a Xueguan for years, and her name was almost a household name in the southern regions.

"Never heard of it! Women as officials?" Old Hu and Xiao Hu truly had not heard of it.

Although ignorance is not an excuse, Yu Xiaolian had her head inexplicably injured and wouldn’t just let this Xiao Hu off.

This Xiao Hu was not fit to be a Posthouse Officer; if spared this time, he might use his position to bully others again, sullying the reputation of government officials.

"Even if you didn’t know, you should have verified it thoroughly, not just hit people at will!

I don’t think you are suitable for this job. Where is your Posthouse Minister? Bring him here!" Yu Xiaolian spoke, feeling the blood trickle down her forehead, blurring her vision.

"Cao Gen, go inside and light a lamp; I need to bandage my wound first!"

Cao Gen picked up Yu Xiaolian’s waist badge, cast a warning glance at Old Hu and Xiao Hu, then strode into the house.

Soon the room was filled with light, and Sun Manhong helped Yu Xiaolian inside, closely followed by the Zhang family sisters.

Yu Xiaolian pretended to reach into her sleeve but actually took out a roll of bandage from her personal space; Sun Manhong immediately took the bandage and quickly wrapped it around Yu Xiaolian’s wound.

Yu Xiaolian never imagined this journey would bring such a bloody catastrophe.

Xiao Hu and Old Hu stood uneasily at the lower court.

There were only three people in this posthouse. Besides the Posthouse Minister, it was just the uncle and nephew.

To be honest, the posthouse hardly received any guests throughout the year. Even if there were guests, they were mostly passing Scholars, trying to save on lodging by staying over, and they had never hosted officials.

"One of you two, go find the Posthouse Minister!" Yu Xiaolian glanced at the fresh red blood on her left hand, her tone growing colder.

This was her first injury since transmigrating, and to be hit on her husband’s territory, it was truly vexing.

Xiao Hu had only been a Posthouse Officer for a short time, about half a year. Because of the epidemic outbreak before, the previous Posthouse Officer had died of illness, and his family had bribed the Posthouse Minister to secure this position for him.

In these six months, Xiao Hu hadn’t even earned back the bribes he paid to the Posthouse Minister, so he was reluctant to lose this job.

Xiao Hu fell to his knees with a thud before Yu Xiaolian.

"Please don’t alarm the Posthouse Minister; it’s all my fault. I’m willing to pay for the madam’s medical treatment."

Xiao Hu regretted it deeply; he must have been out of his mind earlier, dismissing the waist badge handed by a woman without even looking.

"You go!" Yu Xiaolian pointed at Old Hu; she was too tired to argue with Xiao Hu.

Old Hu hobbled away and soon brought Wei Dachun, the Posthouse Minister of Deyang Town.

As soon as Wei Dachun arrived, Yu Xiaolian handed him the waist badge to examine.

After inspecting Yu Xiaolian’s waist badge, Wei Dachun returned it on his knees.

"Subordinate Wei Dachun, Posthouse Minister of Deyang Town, pays respects to Xueguan Yu."

Wei Dachun held the Ninth Grade position of Posthouse Minister and was stuck in the remote Deyang Town; he had never heard of anyone like Yu Xiaolian.

But at least, being a Scholar, Wei Dachun had seen the waist badges of Seventh-rank officials before; although Yu Xiaolian’s badge looked slightly different, it was made of the same brass material, weighty, and had official titles and names on one side and the Seventh-rank official totem of the mandarin duck on the other, unmistakably so.

Already weary, with the head strike adding on, Yu Xiaolian felt dizzy, yet the matter was unresolved, so she couldn’t rest.

"Minister Wei, though Deyang Town is small, the position of Posthouse Officer represents the face of the court and isn’t for just anyone."

On the way here, Old Hu had informed Wei Dachun that his nephew had assaulted someone, and the victim was a female Xueguan, who happened to be the new County Magistrate’s wife in Yangcheng. Thus, on the way, Wei Dachun had already formulated a plan.

"It was improper to let Xueguan suffer injury today, and it was entirely my lack of judgment in hiring and lax discipline..."

In theory, although Yu Xiaolian, a female Xueguan, outranked him, she wasn’t in charge of matters concerning him; it was unfortunate that Yu Xiaolian had more than just the title of Seventh-rank Xueguan.

Though kneeling to apologize to a woman was somewhat embarrassing, Wei Dachun didn’t care; he feared Yu Xiaolian might whisper to Su Jingchen to remove him from his post as Posthouse Minister.

Wei Dachun was only concerned that punishing Xiao Hu was fine, but he himself should not be the one punished.

"Xiao Hu is naturally reckless and acts without thorough inquiry, and is unfit for the role of Posthouse Officer. Considering his young age, I will be lenient and not hold him accountable for hitting me; just remove his position."

As soon as Yu Xiaolian finished speaking, Cao Gen hurriedly chimed in, "Madam, we cannot let him off after he hit you. If the master learns of this, I might also get punished; how can we let him go so easily?"

Yu Xiaolian gestured dismissively, "Don’t worry, with me here, I won’t let him hit you!"

"Thank you, Madam!" Cao Gen, seeing Yu Xiaolian looking pale, refrained from saying more.

On the way here, Old Hu kept pleading with Wei Dachun, saying it was fine if the job could not be saved, but to please ensure the safety of his young nephew. Wei Dachun agreed verbally but had no intention of risking offending Yu Xiaolian for Xiao Hu’s sake, not expecting Yu Xiaolian to be so understanding and let Xiao Hu off so easily.

Humph, the benevolence of a woman, Wei Dachun snorted to himself.

Xiao Hu wanted to plead with Yu Xiaolian once more but was forcefully dragged away by Old Hu.

"You smashed the County Magistrate’s Wife’s face, and it’s already fortunate to keep your life; what else dare you wish for?

You quickly pack your things, head to your grandaunt’s place in Jinzhou for a while, hurry up, leave tonight!" Old Hu said, giving Xiao Hu a shove.

Xiao Hu was puzzled, "Uncle, didn’t the County Magistrate’s Wife say to be lenient? Why must I still leave?"