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"His name is Cao Shuang!"

President Zhu Hou and Cao De looked at each other silently and expressed great relief at the name of their unborn brother.

The mood is bright in the blue clouds, and the bright haze is outside.

It seems that Cao Zhengchun is old and has a son, and he has great expectations for this son.

Cao Shuang, well, what a good name!

"Master Cao, I promise you that I will treat Cao Shuang like my own...brother!" Zhu Hou said.

Cao De also said: "Father, as long as I live for one day, I will protect Cao Shuang."

When Cao Zhengchun heard what Mr. Zhu Hou and Cao De said, he finally nodded with satisfaction, as if he had accomplished something important, and took a deep breath, his withered face getting older.

He looked at Mr. Zhu Hou and Cao De in front of him, whom he had trained with his own hands. His eyes showed a bit of reluctance, but also a little relief, which was very contradictory.

"Your Majesty, I have one last request..."

…

In the afternoon of Shuntianfu, the streets were full of casual workers after get off work, and the noise of hawking and selling was endless. Although it was noisy, it did not have an aura of nostalgic fireworks.

The rapid development of the Ming Dynasty in the past few years has made every hard-working people have no worries about food and drink. As the so-called food, warmth and desire for others, after the people have a guarantee of survival, they naturally pursue spiritual entertainment.

The teahouse is a good place for entertainment. You can order a big cup of tea for a few pennies and a plate of cheap dried fruits to relax after a long day's work. While listening to the storyteller's jokes and jokes on the stage, you can chat with your family and friends. How comfortable it is.

In an ordinary teahouse, a storyteller dressed in old but neat clothes was sitting on the stage, talking about the policies and articles he had heard from hearsay, the secret history of the palace, martial arts grievances, gods and strange stories...

Below is a packed audience, men, women, old and young, from all walks of life, gathering together to drink tea and listen to books, which is also very interesting.

Just when the storyteller on the stage was reaching the climax, a fat old man in a brocade robe hurriedly ran up, interrupted the storyteller's excitement, and stuffed a newspaper into his pocket. in hand,

"Daming Newspaper Group has an order, read it quickly!"

This fat old man was the owner of the teahouse, and what he handed over was a copy of the Ming Dynasty Weekly that was suddenly urgently printed.

The storyteller paused after hearing this. Although it was a pity that his story had just reached the exciting point, he had no choice but to stop and unfold the Ming Dynasty Weekly in his hand.

Each teahouse is named by the Daming Newspaper Group and is under the jurisdiction of the Daming Newspaper Group.

They supported a large number of literati and would provide various novels and anecdotes that were difficult to find in the market to teahouses and other places where market news circulated.

The teahouse, on the other hand, needs to fulfill its obligation to preach the Ming Dynasty Weekly to the people.

The audience below was a little unhappy. They were getting excited about listening, but suddenly stopped. How is this different from those shameless fragments of novels?

The noise in the audience did not disturb the storyteller. The moment he opened the Ming Dynasty Weekly, he froze there, motionless as if petrified.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and looked at the newspaper again, the surprised expression on his face becoming more and more exaggerated.

The storyteller's performance attracted the attention of the spectators in the audience. They all started making noises and shouting in confusion, asking the storyteller to tell him what happened in the Ming Dynasty weekly newspaper that surprised him so much.

At this time, the storyteller finally came to his senses, put the newspaper in his hand aside solemnly, picked up the clapper board on the table, and raised it high.

Snapped!

With the sound of the board falling, the well-behaved audience and onlookers suddenly fell silent. The teahouse became very quiet for a while, with only the sound of boiling water on the stove making a gurgling sound.

"The latest news from the Ming Dynasty Weekly." The storyteller's voice was moved and sad, and he said loudly: "The current Grand Master, the former Factory Supervisor of the Ming Dynasty, the former Chief Eunuch of the Bureau of Ceremonies, the Chairman of the Daming Industrial Development Group, the President of the Daming Industrial and Commercial Bank,

Daming Shipping Group CEO Cao Zhengchun, Cao Lao Shenxian...

Tomorrow morning, he will board the ship at Royal Pier No. 3 for his third trip to sea!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was silence at first, and then the pot exploded.

"Don't coax me, you lousy storyteller. Elder Cao is already over seventy years old. There were rumors a while ago that he was old and frail. He passed out from weakness. I don't know if he's awake now. You're saying that Cao

The old god is going to sea?"

A rough voice shouted.

"That's right, Immortal Cao has worked hard all his life for us. He deserves to live a long life. You can't make fun of him!"

"That's right, you, a storyteller, don't want to live anymore? The storyteller desk is not an illegal place. Be careful of being invited to tea by the factory guard!"

Voices of doubt kept coming, and the storyteller’s always-invincible decision to stop was no longer effective. He could only slam the table with a wooden board and shout loudly:

"All the teahouses received the same newspaper, I'm not lying.

If you don’t believe it, you can go and see it tomorrow morning. Although I failed in the imperial examination, I never tell lies. Every spit is a nail!"

Cao Zhengchun's huge prestige among the people is evident. The scene in each teahouse once fell into chaos, and even had to close its doors.

That night, many people fell into insomnia.

…

Early the next morning, at dawn, the No. 3 Royal Pier of Shuntian Prefecture was already crowded with people. They were all common people who had received the news and came here early in the morning, just to see Cao Zhengchun, the old immortal Cao, with their own eyes.

One glance.

Many of these people even held up colorfully printed bust portraits of Cao Zhengchun, like star-chasing fans, and chanted the slogan "Cao Lao Shenxian".

In the portrait, Cao Zhengchun is dressed in a black robe and a black crown. His eyes are sharp, his momentum is compelling, and he is lifelike.

In addition to ordinary people, there are also well-dressed rich people, beautiful ladies, and even officials in official robes.

The identity of eunuch Cao Zhengchun is no longer an obstacle to him. His reputation has reached 99. In the eyes of the people of the Ming Dynasty, he is a saint walking in the world, far greater than the saint Yangming who founded the Xinxue!

After all, Wang Yangming's philosophy of mind is a way of self-cultivation, but Cao Zhengchun actually brought the entire Ming Dynasty into a new era.

Finally, with the streets of Shuntian Prefecture deserted and countless people on the pier lined the streets to welcome him, Cao Zhengchun finally appeared.

The dying Cao Zhengchun was sitting in a wheelchair, and was slowly pushed by Cao De, appearing on the largest ship in the dock, the Golden Meili.

But when the noisy people saw the old Cao Zhengchun, they suddenly became silent.

The sad atmosphere slowly brewed and eventually enveloped the entire pier.

The people of the Ming Dynasty finally knew that the all-powerful Immortal Cao was not a real Immortal. It turned out that even he would still age.

Only then did the people present realize that this was not a farewell, but a farewell.

They know that a great man who created an era is about to pass away.

"..."

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