At night, the Jizhou City Lord's Mansion was lit up, and the Governor Xia Cheng began to feast on a group of civil servants and military generals.

The rebellion in Wujun was put down, and several large-scale rebels in Jizhou were also wiped out one after another.

For those rebels who dared to resist, Xia Cheng directly ordered all of them to be killed, leaving no one alive.

Therefore, the governor of Jizhou was also given the contemptuous name of "human slaughter" by the rebel army.

Although many officials under his command were admonishing not to kill the prisoners without permission, Xia Cheng did not care, thinking that it was better to kill them than to capture these people and waste food.

Now that the drought in the north has gradually passed, a large number of people have starved to death in this once-in-a-century disaster year, and those who have survived have joined the rebels.

Although Yuzhou was captured by the rebel army, it has become a base camp for anti-thieves.

But Jizhou in Xia Cheng's hands was preserved under his strong wrist.

The rebellion in Jizhou has been suppressed, and when the situation improves, an army can be formed to enter Yuzhou to quell the rebellion.

At that time, he will become the most powerful warlord in the entire Great Xia, and there will be no one.

Xia Cheng dreamed of being the king and hegemonic alone, but some local families in Jizhou were a little embarrassed.

It turned out that Xia Cheng was not an official of the family, but climbed step by step from the army to the high position of the governor of Jizhou.

He was able to ascend the throne, in fact, it was the old emperor of the previous dynasty who tried to elbow these local officials in Jizhou.

With the change of dynasties and the changing situation, Xia Cheng's ambitions gradually swelled out of the control of the imperial court, but these families in Jizhou did not seem to want to see this rough and reckless man.

Xia Cheng was able to secure his current position only because he held the Jizhou Army, a huge army.

Now that the Great Xia court has much less control over the local area, these clans will definitely support a person with a certain amount of influence to divide and divide the territory.

It's just this person, they don't want it to be a martial artist like Xia Cheng who is not controlled.

At this time, in the Jizhou City Lord's Mansion, the military generals of all sizes in Jizhou have basically arrived.

As Xia Cheng ordered the banquet to open, a group of subordinates began to feast on the banquet.

It's just that the guests who went to the banquet were divided into two groups at this time, on one side most of them were military generals, and on the other side most of them were officials dressed as literati.

Listening to the vulgar remarks of several military generals at the banquet in their ears, several civil officials frowned slightly.

In the kitchen in the back hall of the City Lord's Mansion, the fat cook in charge of the spoon was full of hesitation.

His family, all of them were kidnapped by mysterious people, and now the other party sent someone to poison Xia Cheng.

But Xia Cheng is a noble person in his life, and he really can't bear to harm his life, but if he doesn't follow his own family, there is only one way to die.

After hesitating for a long time, the hesitant cook gritted his teeth fiercely, took out the dark green porcelain bottle, and mixed all the poison into the wine prepared for Xia Cheng.

The meals for the banquet were served one after another, and Xia Cheng picked up the soju sent by the servants in the mansion and toasted to the subordinates.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the rebellion in Jizhou is now quelled, and it all depends on you fighting to the death."

"Please drink this cup slowly."

As soon as the words fell, all the officials present were holding wine bowls and toasting to Xia Cheng in the air.

However, the faces of those literati who came to the banquet were tangled at this time.

Xia Cheng's words just now were full of praise for these military generals in Jizhou, but he didn't mention them at all.

In the heart of Jizhou Governor Xia Cheng, these officials have never been looked at by the other party.

The soju in the bowl bottomed out, and Xia Cheng, who was in high spirits, added a few more glasses, and suddenly felt a little hazy in front of him with a slightly drunken spirit.

At first, Xia Cheng only thought that he was drinking, and he didn't pay much attention to it, but it didn't take long for him to feel a burning pain in his abdomen.

With the sound of gradually rapid breathing, Xia Cheng opened his mouth and spit out a pool of blood and sprayed it directly on the table.

The generals present were shocked when they saw the bloody Governor fall on the table, and they all got up and prepared to come forward to check.

Xia Cheng was already full of bruises and muscles at this time, with a painful expression.

"Yes, someone poisoned it."

After saying a few words intermittently, Xia Cheng suddenly lost all his strength and fell on the table, and the personal soldier next to him was out of breath when he stepped forward to investigate.

Seeing this, the generals at the banquet pulled out their swords at their waists, and the originally lively city lord's mansion suddenly became tense.

"Chef Guo in the back kitchen committed suicide."

A servant hurried out the door to the hall, shouting at a high pitch.

Now even a fool knows that the situation is not right, someone is trying to kill Xia Cheng.

As these generals began to conduct a thorough investigation with a group of their subordinates, the City Lord's Mansion became a chicken.

However, all the civil officials present ran to the backyard of the house together and found Xia Ming, the prince who lived in the backyard.

"Why is the teacher in such a hurry?"

Xia Ming, the bloated prince, looked at the teacher who came in a hurry in front of him and asked with some doubts.

"Your Royal Highness, it's time to oversee the funeral."

The civil official who was called a teacher by the prince burst into tears at this time, and said hurriedly to Xia Ming.

Xia Ming, the son of the world, was suddenly struck by lightning, got up and ran out of the door, but who knew that this Xia Ming had been lame since he was a child, and he fell to the ground directly without running two steps.

The civil official in the back stepped forward to help Xia Ming at this time, and said as if admonishing; "I'm afraid that Lord Governor was killed by these arrogant soldiers and fierce generals who came to the mansion today, and the prince can't go."

Xia Ming, who was carried away by sadness, heard the teacher's words, and immediately felt a thrill, and looked at each other with tears in his eyes.

"How's that good?"

But the middle-aged civil official opposite Xia Ming was not panicked, and said calmly listening to Xia Ming's slightly crying inquiry.

"The most important thing now is to control the government soldiers in Jizhou City, only in this way can we ensure that the states and counties of Jizhou do not dare to make trouble."

At this time, Xia Ming had long since lost his mind, and nodded frantically at his teacher's chicken.

Taking advantage of the fact that at the banquet of the City Lord's Mansion, these generals were still unable to recover from the shock of the death of Xia Cheng, the prince Xia Ming had already ascended to the top of the city surrounded by a group of scholars.

With the earth-shattering changes at the banquet, the defenders of the city defense received the news and closed the city gates and sent a large number of soldiers to the streets to inspect the curfew, completely in a wartime state.

One of these patrolling Jizhou soldiers happened to run into the civilian officials gathered together.

"Everyone, stay here, please return to the palace for the temporary curfew in the city."

Looking at the soldiers in front of them with a cold tone, the Jizhou officials were suddenly choked and a little speechless.

What kind of power do people have on weekdays, and now it is a little difficult to meet these big-headed soldiers who only obey the orders of their superiors.

Just as the civil officials looked at the blades in the hands of the soldiers and hesitated, the fat prince Xia Ming squeezed out from behind.

"I am the prince of the world, why do you dare to stop me?"

A team of soldiers patrolling here looked at it with a complicated expression on their faces.