Necromancer: Ahem! I'm really not Lao Liu!

When the scholars heard this, they immediately became interested, their eyes full of curiosity and anticipation. The meaning was obvious, so they elaborated.

Seeing this, Zhang Dabing continued, "Throughout history, in warfare, attacking the heart is superior to attacking the city. You are all well-read and must be well aware of the subtleties of military strategy. But right now, on this front, I think it's difficult to hold on by simply defending the city as usual."

Nonsense, how could I not have any idea of ​​the scale of my own skeleton army?

A scholar asked, "What do you think should be done?"

Zhang Dabing's lips curled slightly as he spoke slowly, "Hmph, we should first use the power of literature and morality to rally the troops, so that every soldier on the front lines will be filled with loyalty and passion. This way, morale will be greatly boosted, and we'll have a three-point advantage in winning this battle. Of course, this is just superficial advice. If you can create a magnificent masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages, transforming it into an invisible blade to strike the enemy directly, that would be the true masterstroke."

After hearing this, some of the scholars nodded slightly, as if they felt there was some truth in it; others looked disdainful, thinking that Zhang Dabing was just talking big.

A scholar said, "Asking us to quote from classics is certainly no problem. Our cultivation can indeed only offer a limited amount of power. Asking us to create something magnificent is simply asking too much, let alone a masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages!"

Zhang Dare thought to himself, this is what I was waiting for. Fortunately, I didn't bring that stupid girl with me today. I deserve it for pretending~ Hehehe~

Zhang Dabing straightened himself up and said in a very pretentious manner: "The heaven and earth have righteous energy, which is mixed and flowing... In people, it is called Haoran, which is so full that it fills the universe."

Zhang Dabing of "Song of Righteousness" feels that this is a very appropriate time. If you don't ignite the justice in your hearts, how can you continue?

Zhang Dabing finished his pretense and left these people without them realizing it. On his deathbed, he passed away.

He performed the role of pretending to be cool and then leaving, which was performed to the fullest.

Didn't he come to this place of scholars just to play around with poetry? Qin Xiaomin, that stupid girl, didn't know shit. Zhang Dabing still felt very happy anyway.

Leaving behind a bunch of readers who were immersed in various emotions such as joy, self-blame, and shame.

The next day~

No! Not the next day yet!

In the middle of the night, Zhang Dabing's residence was surrounded by scholars. This made Zhang Dabing at a loss, because there were many fourth- and fifth-level scholars among them, and there was even one sixth-level scholar!

You know, Zhang Dabing had thought about visiting some of the guys here before, but he didn't even go in the door at that time~

Now everyone is blocking the door with flattering faces. What is going on?

Zhang Dabing asked in confusion, "What are you doing? You're not sleeping in the middle of the night, are you playing?"

One of them, who must have held some status, stepped forward and said, "I heard your work yesterday and was astonished by it. I've come to ask for your advice!"

Zhang Dabing thought to himself: "It turns out that being a scholar in this world is not that difficult. Splendor is the hard truth. It turns out that all the rejections before were because I approached it in the wrong way. So, it's not that it's difficult, but that I'm not doing it right. When Wen Tianxiang's "Song of Righteousness" came out, you were pretending, and these guys came to your house in the middle of the night and asked you to continue pretending? What else can Zhang Dabing say~".

Zhang Dabao opened his mouth and said, "Things have a price, but knowledge is priceless! Can you afford it? Those who are willing to pay, please come in. Those who are not willing, please go back!"

These people didn't expect Zhang Dabao to do this~

Suddenly, some scholars thought, "Isn't it just a poem? Why should it cost so much?" They came here to show their support, but they were asked to pay for it. They left in anger.

Soon, almost one-third of the people had left.

Zhang Dabing looked at the crowd and continued, "This humble room is small, so why don't you all sit on the floor? Of course, please behave yourself~" Then Zhang Dabing gestured for everyone to sit down~

About a quarter of the people left.

The remaining scholars, including the sixth-level existence, did not leave and just sat on the ground. Zhang Dabing could not help but admire them a little more. After all, they were considered big shots in this world, and yet they could be so casual.