Seven Days Before the Governor's Death, I Initiated the History Correction

In the fifteenth year of Jian'an, Baqiu. I, Zhou Yu, was lying on the hospital bed and smelled the familiar smell of bitter almonds in the medicine sent by Sun Quan. In my last life, I drank it all in one gulp, and in exchange for the words in the history books, I "died of a sudden illness", I was scolded as a chicken with a small belly a thousand years later. In this life, I decide—— No more drinking. I wrote a letter to Liu Bei overnight: Uncle Emperor, do you want to talk about the two-part world? Zhuge Liang:? ? ? Sun Quan: Gongjin, please listen to my explanation... Cao Cao: Wait, this script is wrong!