Traveling through the Tang Dynasty: Peerless Village Girl

Chapter 271 Fighting to be the Matchmaker King

Looking at a large group of people crowded at the door, Mo Feiyi poked his head out of the car window and said in a daze, "What's going on here?"

Tang Mu shrugged, with a wry smile on his face: You ask me, who should I ask?

Mo Feiyi gave him an angry look, and told the coachman to turn around and go through the back door instead.

When the guard at the gate saw Mo Feiyi, he was so excited that he froze for a while and didn't react for a long time.

After entering the house, Mo Feiyi went straight to the hall, just as the fake Baoyu came out, and said pleasantly, "Miss, it's so good that you're back, ha ha."

Mo Feiyi nodded, as a response to his words, frowning and asked: "Outside, what's going on?"

False Baoyu rubbed his hands and said with a wry smile: "Master and Madam just arrived the day before yesterday. Today, matchmakers from all over the city are flocking here..."

Mo Feiyi and Tang Mu couldn't help but looked at each other and smiled wryly. These people really don't give up...

Marriages in ancient times were determined by parents and elders. Before Mo Feiyi's parents came to Chang'an, the matchmakers went to Mo Feiyi directly, and they all encountered soft nails. They didn't even have a chance to show themselves. Hearing that her parents had come to Chang'an, one by one came to life again, scrambling to see her, showing her eloquence to the best of her life, spouting saliva, hoping to persuade this marriage.

Everyone knows that Ms. Mo's family is the richest woman in the Tang Dynasty. If she can marry into the family, it is equivalent to getting an endless gold mine. Therefore, as long as the marriage is agreed, thousands of taels of silver will be rewarded. The generous one even paid 1 taels of remuneration, which is the highest remuneration for a matchmaker in history.

Nowadays, in the world of matchmakers, there is such a rumor that whoever can tell about the marriage of Miss Mo's family, all the matchmakers in Chang'an City will wear red and hang colors, call her the boss, and bestow the nickname of matchmaker king.

The matchmakers compete secretly one by one, making herbal tea, drinking Lei Kola, etc., first moisten their throats, recharge their batteries, and then go to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, praying to the Lord Buddha to bless the horse to success, and what’s more, please come to Taoism The male god sticks the fortune teller, the one who pinches the fortune to find the auspicious time, and the one who seeks the possession of the gods. In short, it is the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers.

After getting ready, all the matchmakers flocked to Mo's house. No matter how capable the fake Baoyu was, he was terrified by the spit from the matchmakers. In desperation, he had no choice but to invite the old lady to fight in person.

Crazy, all crazy!Mo Feiyi was angry, funny and helpless, seeing Tang Mu's anxious and worried expression, he couldn't help rolling his winking eyes, and said angrily, "What are you in a hurry for?"

That's it for tonight, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep.

(End of this chapter)