This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Li Chengfeng is focusing on preparing for the imperial examination and certainly has no time to care about him who is far away in Xijing.

"Your Highness, what are you still hesitating about? Li Chengfeng's foundation is not yet stable, so this is a good time for us to raise an army!"

Liu Zhenshan's subordinates were all generals who had fought side by side with him, and they all hated Li Chengfeng to the core.

If we raise an army immediately, we can reach the capital and lay siege to the city in less than a month.

"You're right! Fortune and honor are won through risk! Pass the order down, in three days, raise the army!"

He didn't care about that anymore. If he didn't get up now, he would never have another chance.

In the imperial study, the scent of sandalwood lingered.

Li Chengfeng and Song Zelin sat opposite each other, with black and white chess pieces intertwined on the chessboard, and the battle was in full swing.

Song Zelin was twisting a white piece, frowning, and was reluctant to put it down. Li Chengfeng supported his chin with one hand, looking at him with a half-smile, as if he was sure of winning.

On the side, Zhang Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, watching the fight quietly.

He seemed to be watching the game, but in reality his mind was not on the game at all.

He was originally planning the restructuring when Li Chengfeng suddenly called him over without telling him the reason, which made him feel a little uneasy.

Could it be because of the incident in Xijing? He couldn't help but think of Qian Youliang's smug look at the court this morning, and felt disgusted.

At this time, a eunuch from the inner court bowed and walked to Li Chengfeng's side, saying softly, "Your Majesty, a spy from Xijing requests an audience."

Li Chengfeng calmly hummed a "hmm," took the teacup offered by the eunuch, took a sip, and then said to Song Zelin nonchalantly, "Song Aiqing, it seems that today's chess game has to end here."