Seven Beautiful Wives At The Beginning: Sorry, I Am Invincible

"Fifth brother, it's not that the eldest brother dislikes you, it's just that your sister-in-law is really pushing...I can only wrong you. I know you think highly of yourself, and you won't marry the second lady of the Lou family, but you have already held the coming-of-age ceremony. If you don’t marry again, you will be sent to prison.”

"Today, no matter what, you have to find a wife, even if you want to be a concubine first. I have already tidied up the small yard in the back mountain for you, and the food and drink are enough for a year or so. You should write a book carefully. In the future, we may be able to rely on this to make a living..."

Before Mo Dalang finished his sentence, a vicious woman walked in and said angrily

"What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry to the red hall? If you go late, all the rich ladies will be picked away. What will you do to support your family then? And you, you don't have to work today, and you won't give it to my old lady." Go to work."

As he spoke, before Mo Fei could react, he was thrown out of the house and fell to the ground heavily.

Seeing his sister-in-law directly closing the door, Mo Fei smiled wryly. Looking at the surrounding scenery, low wooden houses and tulou, he finally accepted the fact that he had crossed.

Seeing this situation, Mo Fei couldn't help but let out a long roar, and cursed in his heart.

"God dog, labor and capital have just landed, just landed, and the certificates are not even warmed up, so I crossed over."

"It's still a shitty place, are you trying to play me to death?"

After a sound of impotent rage, Mo Fei lowered his head like a walking corpse and walked towards the red pavilion according to the memory left by the former owner of this body.

The place where he is now is a small border town in Daxia. There are few males in the city who have been fighting for years, and the boar is almost dragged into the battlefield. If he hadn't just held a coming-of-age ceremony this year, he would have died on the battlefield long ago.

When he came to the red hall, Zhou Qi, his best friend, saw Mo Fei coming, so he walked up and put his arm around Mo Fei's shoulder and laughed.

"Hahaha, just looking at your aggrieved look, you know that you were thrown out by your sister-in-law. But it's a pity, there are not many girls here today, just one for each of them, but I can remind you, kid, don't choose Number seven."

Seeing the seriousness of his best friend, Mo Fei also frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice with a puzzled look on his face.

"What happened to number seven?"

"You don't know, kid. Guan Qing'er also came to participate in the selection of wives in the Red Pavilion and married her, but all seven members of her family will be married away. There are seven people in their family. That's four stones of rice."

"Who can afford it? They are going to eat up all the property left by the official family's ancestors..."

Hearing this, Mo Fei also frowned. The eldest brother seems to have left eight stones of rice as a couple's ration for a year.

Looking at Mo Fei who was stunned in place, Zhou Qi smiled and patted his shoulder.

"Don't be nervous, your luck won't be that bad, let's go, go to the lottery first, and just line up after the lottery."

"As long as you don't draw number eight... No, it's fine for both of us not to draw number eight, but I'm fine, I don't have to marry at worst, and wait for half a month before the Red Pavilion opens again."

Smiling and opening the number plate, Zhou Qi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was number seven. When he turned his head to look at the number plate in Mo Fei's hand, he was taken aback, patted his shoulder and then turned around it is more than words.

Looking at the No. 8 card in his hand, Mo Fei also wanted to cry, good guy, all the bad things came together, right?

After Zhou Qi picked out the last little lady, Mo Fei looked at Guan Qing'er behind Qing Sha, as if he really had no choice.

At this moment, Hong Niang suddenly said

"Oh, my bad memory, how could I forget such an important thing? My daughter has just finished the ceremony and can participate in the Red Hall audition. Mo Xiucai, how about choosing my daughter?"

As she spoke, the matchmaker clapped her hands slightly, and saw a half-grown girl being pushed out. It was obvious that the matchmaker was also waiting for an opportunity. As one of the lower ranks, the matchmaker naturally hoped that her daughter could join a scholarly family. So I deliberately waited until now.

Patting her daughter's immature face, Hong Niang introduced with a smile

"This is my youngest daughter. Although she has just completed the ceremonial ceremony, she will definitely be well-known in the city. Marrying Mo Xiucai as a concubine will never embarrass you. Why don't we choose an auspicious day for the wedding? How about the cost? I can take care of everything!"

A feeling of being calculated spontaneously arose, Mo Fei frowned, and at this moment, Guan Qing'er stood up directly on the other side, as if knowing that he could not win, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Stepping out of the gauze tent, a world-beating face came into view.

One point of childishness is still intact, seven points of smart color, two points of peerless posture, although it has not fully grown, but it can already be seen that the future must be a peerless beauty.

A pair of charming red phoenix eyes are smart yet charming, under Xiaoqiong's straight nose, the pink cherry mouth seems to drip beeswax at any time. With a tall figure, while walking, one can vaguely see the perfect curve that has already matured under the hem of the skirt.

Mo Fei, who was still hesitating whether to go back and be scolded by his sister-in-law again, unconsciously grabbed Guan Qing'er who was about to leave, and under the surprised eyes of everyone, Mo Fei said slowly

"Go, come home with me!"

Even Guan Qing'er was stunned, her pretty face full of disbelief.

"What? Don't you want to?"

Hearing this, Guan Qing'er nodded repeatedly and said

"Will! Will!"

Seeing this scene, the matchmaker trembled with anger. She never dreamed that Mo Fei would choose Guan Qing'er. You must know that women lose money in this era. In a small town, the ratio of marriageable women to men is 1:8.

To marry a daughter, not only must she be good-looking, but she also needs to have a large dowry. Her daughter has both, but unexpectedly she loses out to Guan Qing'er, whom everyone in the city fears.

What the matchmaker didn't know at this time was that, as a person from time travel, Mo Fei couldn't help but look at the little girl who had just turned fifteen, and Guan Qing'er looked a little small, but at least Also turned eighteen.

At least for Mo Fei, the hurdle in his heart is barely over. As for the six wives who were given away, just give them away. Guan Qing'er is all so good-looking, and the others are probably not far behind.

Moreover, a notice was just issued in the city yesterday that adult men should marry at least three wives and four concubines. This is equivalent to saving trouble in the future.

He dragged Guan Qing'er to the back mountain hut. The environment here was quieter than he had imagined. There were chickens and ducks in the courtyard. It seemed that the elder brother gave him the place under a lot of pressure.

Glancing at Guan Qing'er who was blushing beside her with her head down, Mo Fei also coughed lightly.

"Go and fetch all your sisters, bring your things, and I'll wait for you to come back here."

Hearing this, Guan Qing'er finally came to his senses and nodded repeatedly.

"I'm going right now!"

Speaking of which, Guan Qing'er trotted away from here.

Seeing this, Mo Fei felt a lot more relieved for some reason. In terms of appearance, Guan Qinger's appearance is not inferior to top actresses. If this kind of woman was before time travel, he probably wouldn't be qualified to talk to her in his life. In a word, but now she has become her own wife.

Thinking about it this way, Mo Fei suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with time-traveling. After all, with his family background, finding a wife is considered a high-spirited career. Otherwise, why would he work hard to pass the exam? A prettier wife?

And now it's not just one wife, seven are directly arranged. Think Wei Xiaobao was treated like this back then, right?

Looking around the small courtyard, Mo Fei came to his study, and before he could sit down and feel the bookishness of ancient literati, an object on the table caught his attention instantly.

"cell phone!"

And it was the rice phone he was using. In an instant, Mo Fei frantically began to rummage in the house, and shouted excitedly while rummaging through his mouth

"I knew I didn't time travel, how could such a nonsense happen."

"How can it be so coincidental that the person who crossed over is still the same person with the same name and surname, and looks exactly the same. It must be a prank on a variety show, it must be like this."

"Ka Ka Ka Ka, director, Ka! Ka! Ka!!"

"Stop playing, cameraman, I saw your camera, come out soon, as long as you let me go home, I won't be angry."

"Come out, I beg you, come out!"

Gradually, the excitement in Mo Fei's mouth slowly dissipated, replaced by sadness welling up in his heart, lying on the bamboo bed, Mo Fei covered his eyes with the back of his hand, and tears rolled down his cheeks.

No, nothing.

Except that the mobile phone is like him, which is out of place in this world, as if it is a souvenir left for him by the mercy of God.

Suddenly, a bell rang, and Mo Fei seemed to have found some life-saving straw. He quickly got up and came to the table, and picked up his mobile phone.

I saw a reminder from the shopping software on the phone

"Hello, the nine-piece barbecue set you purchased will be delivered, please pay attention to sign for receipt!"

Seeing this, Mo Fei was about to frown, when a huge package appeared in front of him out of thin air, and then hit his instep heavily.

A pig-killing scream sounded in the small courtyard. Mo Fei was stunned as he looked at the huge package on the ground. Guan Qing'er's pleasant voice.

"Come on, come on, this will be our new home from now on."