"I have an aunt that was raised in that nunnery. Grandfather wanted to leave a path of retreat for the Tang clan, or perhaps he wanted to ensure her safety, so he didn't dare let anyone know. But when I was small, he liked to put me on his knees and tell me many stories. This story was one of them, but he thought that I was too young back then. He had no idea that I remembered it all."
Tang Thirty-Six looked at the estate across the river, appearing somewhat in a trance as he talked.
Chen Changsheng glanced at him and asked, "Just how old were you then?"
Tang Thirty-Six replied, "About one year old."
Chen Changsheng replied, "You were actually able to remember something from when you were that young?"
Tang Thirty-Six answered, "Perhaps I developed fast."
Chen Changsheng sighed, "This is a little bit too fast."
"Who am I? I happen to be a genius."
This was quite the amusing joke, but neither Chen Changsheng nor Tang Thirty-Six laughed.
