Cai Yong seems to have improved, although he can't get out of bed yet, and he needs help to eat, drink, and Lazar, but at least he is still sober, can eat, and can write Han history.

When Cai Yong can't hold a pen in his hand, he can only dictate it, and let Cai Yan help him write it, from the beginning of the Han Gaozu army to the present, hundreds of years of history, it is not easy to write it out.

It's not the same as writing articles on a computer, the speed of typing is very fast, even if it is handwritten, it is a hard pen, and it is also very fast.

In this era, all of them were written with brushes, not on paper, but on bamboo slips, which required technology.

At the beginning, Cai Yong was still able to write, and he wrote very well, but later, after a long time, his age was already very high, and he had to write with a brush.

The hand holding the pen trembled from time to time at first, until it could no longer hold the brush steadily.

Cai Yong still hasn't given up, there is still a lot to write behind this, if you don't write it, how can it be considered Han history.

The Han Dynasty has not yet ended, and now the emperor of the Han Dynasty is in Guanzhong, and the princes are still busy developing, trying to find an opportunity to save the car.

And he didn't die, so the history of the Han Dynasty would not end.

Just like now, he is still awake, he can still think, and he can continue, and he will continue to complete the unfinished part.

Cai Yong, who was sitting on the bed, was thinking and dictating at the same time, on the side of the bed, there was a desk, Chu Feng knelt next to him, Cai Yong said a sentence, he wrote a sentence.

In the past, this matter was originally done by Cai Yan, but now Cai Yan is fading in and out, and Chu Feng has to write it.

Cai Yan didn't know how to face Chu Feng, he always felt embarrassed when he met, he didn't know how to refuse this relationship, and he didn't know how to accept this relationship.

Chu Feng didn't pay much attention to what he said, which made Chu Feng a little distressed, compared to the way he is now, he can't talk well when he meets, it's not as good as before, he can still talk to each other.

"Han, Xiping four years, the year of Yimao ......"

Cai Yong said tremblingly, sometimes, if you think about a sentence for a long time, you don't write much in a day.

Chu Feng persuaded that the most important thing now is to take care of the body, only by taking care of the body can you write a good literary fu and a good history of the Han Dynasty.

But Cai Yong refused, he said that the history of the Han Dynasty was all he had, and now that he was sober, if he didn't write the history of the Han Dynasty for a while, he would feel uncomfortable, because when he was lying in bed, he would have ideas, and he couldn't help but conceive.

If you think about it, you have to write it out, or you will forget it.

Chu Feng had no choice, even if Cai Yan came out to persuade him, he didn't succeed.

The two doctors also came forward to persuade Cai Yong that in his current situation, if he recuperated for a period of time and supplemented with the best medicinal materials, he could live for a few more years.

If you insist on using your brain to break your mind, it is estimated that it will not take long to really pass out, and there is no possibility of waking up.

It's a pity that Cai Yong now insists on his own ideas and writes a little bit every day.

Chu Feng guessed that Cai Yong was likely to have a problem with his head, either a tumor or something, or something else.

can't be persuaded, so he can only let Cai Yong do this.

A month has passed, and in order to keep Cai Yong's body warm and comfortable, a stove has already been built in the room.

After all, the elderly are afraid, especially Cai Yong's body is relatively weak, and he is more afraid of cold than ordinary people.

Cai Yong doesn't say it, whether it's cold or not, he won't say it, except for eating, drinking, reflexively, and asking others to clean up the bed and quilt every day, the rest of the time is to conceive the history of the Han Dynasty.

In such a situation, it can be said that you have gone crazy.

But this era does not go crazy, but it makes people think that Cai Yong's approach is a person of great perseverance.

made Hua Tuo and Xie Ling admire, and even the subordinates were affected, and they began to feel that their master was too powerful.

For the sake of writing, it can be said that he forgot to sleep and eat, and even lay on the bed, unable to move, knowing that he would not live long, and still thinking about writing Han history.

People who can't read and write will admire those who read and write, not because they may be superior, but because they are literate and know more.

In fact, sometimes people who are literate and literate don't know much.

Reading can indeed change a person's fate, and it is true that there are many truths that can be understood, but understanding does not necessarily mean that they can use it.

Cai Yong, who persisted for a month, finally went in a dark night.

He may or may not have died in his sleep.

On the second day, according to the time, when he entered the room to make the sheets and serve Cai Yong, he found that he had already choked his breath.

For the past month, Cai Yong has been contemplating the history of the Han Dynasty, that is, the history of the period of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty.

Although a lot has been written, it is still not finished, not even the death of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty, let alone the history that follows.

When Chu Feng heard the report of his subordinates, he didn't even eat, and walked directly to Cai Yong's room, and found that his subordinates were all kneeling on the ground with sad expressions.

When I got to the bedside, I found the stiff, blue face.

Chu Feng, who had practiced martial arts, obviously felt that Cai Yong was not breathing, and he really went.

"Master!"

Chu Feng gave a deep salute, and then began to arrange Cai Yong's descendants.

The funeral is very important for a person, and Cai Yong's death must be reported to Cao Cao.

In addition to reporting to Cao Cao, the best coffin must be customized, and others must be notified.

At this moment, Cai Yan walked quickly, and after entering the room, he slowed down again, step by step, step by step.

In the end, as soon as he raised his head, he was about to fall to the ground.

Chu Feng got up directly, ran one by one, caught Cai Yan, and knelt on one knee to stabilize his body.

Looking at Cai Yan, who had fallen asleep, Chu Feng was really uncomfortable.

Because of Cai Yong and his reasons, Cai Yan is thinner, and his whole person is fluttering, which makes Chu Feng not feel distressed, how can he not be sad?

"Come on, help Miss down to rest, you have to take good care of it, don't take half a step away from Miss, if she wakes up, notify me as soon as possible!"

"No!"

Cai Yan's two personal maids immediately stepped forward and helped Cai Yan out.

Chu Feng continued to arrange things, and the entire mansion had to be hung with plain cloth, and everyone had to tie a white cloth strip on their heads.

After arranging things, Chu Feng was waiting in front of Cai Yong's bed, and there were still many things to do in a while.

In the first year of Xingping, at the beginning of November, Cai Yong died, and the classic work, the history of the Han Dynasty, was not completed in the end.

And the Han Dynasty is still there, and it has not been pulled off the throne.

This Han history is not a complete Han history, because it is not completed later, and it is not a complete Han history.

Chu Feng didn't plan to ask someone to help finish it, nor did he think about completing it himself.

Because this is the history of the Han Dynasty that belongs to Cai Yong, this glory also belongs to Cai Yong, no one can continue it, and no one can inherit it, and there are regretful works, perhaps the most classic works.