Lady Jenson also nodded and sighed as she said, “It was recorded in the genealogy that when my ancestor was a hundred and thirteen years old, he was not deaf, not blind, and was still physically fit. Everyone thought that he would live to be a hundred and twenty years old, but when he was a hundred and thirteen years old, he was sitting in front of the charcoal fire to take a nap after dinner when he suddenly said excitedly that Master Marcius was here to pick him up. He then passed away with a