The memories of all humanity are awakening, except for mine.

Chapter 41: Nine Wives? Is it Real?
Tang Yin?

The moment Jiang Chuan heard the name, a sly smile flashed through his mind.

This is a very well-known name. Even if people are not familiar with Tang Bohu's life story, most people have seen that classic movie.

However, Jiang Chuan also knew some things about Tang Bohu beyond the movie character.

Tang Yin was a tragic hero. Despite his lofty ambitions, he was like a pearl hidden in the dust, never having the opportunity to display his talents throughout his life.

At this moment, Jiang Chuan looked at Tang Songming, who was gazing at the moon while fanning himself, and felt somewhat complicated.

On the one hand, he found it extremely novel, and on the other hand, he also felt...very strange.

It's important to understand that, previously, the most Jiang Chuan could come into contact with was Shen Jing, a disciple of Li Chunfeng. The rest were all ordinary people, whose names weren't even recorded in unofficial histories, and were collectively referred to as the vast majority of the masses.

But Tang Yin was completely different.

He left behind many anecdotes, paintings, and poems, making him a truly deserving figure in human history.

At this moment, Jiang Chuan felt more and more the changes that the awakening of memories brought to human society, even the ability to cross a thousand years and face the figures that existed in history.

However, although Jiang Chuan had mixed feelings, he did not show it on his face. He quickly said to Tang Songming, "So that's how it is. You are Tang Yin, Tang Bohu. I've heard so much about you!"

Upon hearing the words "I have long admired you," Tang Songming immediately responded with a cupped-hand salute, his gesture of holding the fan and cupping his hands in a particularly flamboyant manner.

Jiang Chuan continued, "Brother Tang, it seems you arrived here before me, so you must already know quite a bit about the organization?"

Tang Songming shook his head: "No, apart from being told that training would begin in three days, there was nothing else."

Well, it seems that not everyone has the opportunity to join an organization.

After confirming this, Jiang Chuan continued, "Brother Tang, how many classmates did you meet here today?"

Tang Songming thought for a moment and held up four fingers: "Four people."

After reporting the four people, Tang Songming immediately added, "Although I saw four people, I did not speak with them."

"This training seems to be a top secret. We'll have to wait three days to find out the details."

Jiang Chuan nodded, but he was somewhat disappointed.

He had hoped to hear news about other people from Tang Songming, but it seems that his hopes have been dashed.

If you happen to bump into someone downstairs who was Tang Yin in his past life, then it's clear that the members participating in this training course must all be quite special individuals.

But what Jiang Chuan wanted to know most right now was the girl he had just met, Li Yi.

Whose past life memories could she have? To be honest, Jiang Chuan himself had never seen such a beautiful girl in real life...

Could she be a beauty from ancient times?
Just as Jiang Chuan was pondering in silence, Tang Songming chuckled and asked, "I wonder what Brother Jiang's past life was like?"

Jiang Chuan paused for a moment, but remained expressionless.

He wasn't intentionally trying to hide anything, but even if he told the truth about his situation, he probably wouldn't believe him.
Moreover, Jiang Chuan was cautious after all. After learning about his special circumstances, he stopped telling anyone that he had never dreamed of his past life.

Since the organization emphasizes the need for confidentiality, the fewer people who know, the better. Moreover, at this moment, this guy whose past life memories are of Tang Yin, he has only just met him, and it has been less than ten minutes since then.

Therefore, Jiang Chuan did not answer the question, but instead asked as if he hadn't heard it:
"I read in a book that Tang Yin was recruited by Prince Ning as a staff member, but before he could make a name for himself, Tang Yin discovered that Prince Ning actually wanted to rebel, so he later chose to pretend to be crazy... Is this true?"

Upon hearing this question, Tang Songming fell silent.

After a brief pause, Tang Songming said with a hint of seriousness:

"Brother Jiang, I also learned about this from a book, so please forgive me for not being able to answer your questions."

"..." He then explained:
“Brother, although I was Tang Yin in my dream in my previous life, I did not accept all of Tang Yin’s memories. There are only some similarities in some verbal tic and habits. I am still Tang Songming.”

Jiang Chuan was somewhat disappointed, yet felt it was only natural.

He was actually quite curious about what had happened to Tang Yin, but it seemed the question couldn't be explored any further.

However, to avoid Tang Songming continuing to press him about his past life dream, he immediately asked:
"Since your past life memories are of Tang Yin, does that mean you have a talent for painting and poetry?"

Tang Songming opened his mouth, pondered for a moment, and said, "He has some talent, but it's naturally incomparable to the talent I remember."

It's normal that his talent can't compare to what I remember from my previous life. After all, Tang Yin was a renowned genius during his adolescence, the kind of prodigy who could do everything perfectly without having to work hard.

However, Tang, Song, and Ming must have had something special about them that allowed them to be recruited for training, right? What could it be?
Jiang Chuan couldn't think of anything special for a moment, but then he thought of something else: "Everyone says you have nine wives, is that true? You can't have forgotten about that, can you?"

Tang Songming smiled helplessly and emphasized first, "It's not me, it's Tang Yin."

"And it wasn't nine wives, it was three."

He continued to explain helplessly, "Tang Yin did indeed enjoy drinking at brothels, but in those days, it was all too common for literati to visit such places; it was considered a refined pursuit. As for his nine wives? Those are just rumors."

"..."

He remarked with emotion, "Change isn't about making things up, and fiction isn't about making things up!"

Jiang Chuan nodded, yawned, and then said, "Brother Tang, continue enjoying the moon. I'll head back now. If you need anything, come find me in room 4301. You're welcome to come."

Tang Songming nodded: "Brother Jiang, please take care."

Jiang Chuan turned and left, quickly disappearing from Tang Songming's sight.

Tang Songming continued to look up at the moon, but as he looked, he suddenly frowned and then looked in the direction Jiang Chuan had left.

He suddenly realized that this Brother Jiang hadn't yet revealed what his past life memories were...

"This……"

"But Brother Jiang is 4301?"

"Is he the first person on this training list?"

"Then it seems... to be a rather powerful identity."

Tang Songming recalled the conversation just now and couldn't believe that he had said anything other than his name; it was as if the other party was asking him questions and he was answering them.

He felt somewhat helpless, but he wasn't affected by it. He quickly shook his head to himself.

He stopped thinking about it and continued to gaze at the moon.

His tall figure stretched out long in the moonlight, and it was unclear how long he had been standing there, but he seemed to have suddenly sensed something.

Tang, Song, and Ming closed their eyes and murmured verses.

"As bright as a flying mirror over the crimson palace, the green mist dissipates and the clear light shines forth."

As the poem is recited, a gentle breeze blows.

The wind made the weeds sway and rustle.

Even the cool moonlight seemed to tremble at the sound of his poetry.

(End of this chapter)