Ming Dynasty: The Jingnan Rebellion has just been successful, and Zhu Yuanzhang has been resurrected

Hu Jili frowned and stepped forward to help Hu Hancang up: "Get up first, I didn't mean to kill you."

He hadn't expected Hu Hancang to be so cowardly. However, he didn't have many options at the moment. Although he wasn't satisfied with Hu Hancang, the only way to quell the situation in Annam was to help Hu Hancang ascend to the throne. Otherwise, if the Ming Dynasty intervened, Chen Tianping might end up returning.

Chen Tianping was not afraid, but if Chen Tianping had the support of the Ming Dynasty, then he would be a little uneasy. This was not a matter of one plus one equals two, but a real threat to his rule over Annam.

Although he was very dissatisfied with Hu Han Cang's performance, he still thought it was better to put Hu Han Cang on the throne than to let Chen Tianping return to Annam to sit on the throne, since Hu Han Cang was his son.

Furthermore, he has a very low opinion of Hu Hancang's current performance. However, the problem is that Hu Hancang will be much easier to control once he ascends the throne. Previously, he had some reservations about passing the throne to Hu Hancang.

After all, the throne is no ordinary thing. Although he was Hu Hancang's father, in the face of power, there are far too many cases of fathers and sons turning against each other.

Hu Han Cang's performance at this moment made his worries disappear without a trace. Even if Hu Han Cang were to be put on the throne, the power of Annam would still be in his hands.

"Huh?" Hu Hancang was puzzled when he heard Hu Jili's words and looked at the kind-looking Hu Jili in front of him. "What's going on?"

He couldn't quite understand what Hu Jili was thinking, asking him if he wanted to sit on the throne without killing him.

Hu Jili took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Han Cang, your mother is a daughter of the Chen family, and you have half of the Chen family's blood in your body."

"Thump!" Before Hu Jili could finish speaking, Hu Hancang knelt down again. This time, he was even more terrified. He knew Hu Jili's cruelty, and it seemed that his newborn son was currently blocking Hu Jili's path.

Hu Jili frowned and said, "Get up!"

"Father, I truly have no ambition for the throne. You must believe me, Father." Hu Hancang cried, tears streaming down his face. He didn't want to die; he wanted to live.

"When did I say I was going to kill you? You are my son. Even a tiger wouldn't eat its own cub. I won't kill you," Hu Jili said calmly.

He somewhat understood Hu Hancang's current state, but along with that understanding came a surge of anger; his own son didn't understand him at all.

Although Hu Hancang has Chen's blood in his veins, he now bears the surname Hu and is Hu Jili's son. How could he possibly kill him?

Upon hearing this, Hu Hancang's face lit up with surprise, and he looked up at Hu Jili: "Father, you really won't kill me?"

"I'm your father, how could I possibly kill you? Get up." Hu Jili waved his hand. He decided to talk to Hu Hancang. Otherwise, given Hu Hancang's temperament, it would take who knows how long to finish the conversation. He didn't have that much time to waste.

"Thank you, Father! Thank you, Father!" Hu Hancang felt relieved after surviving the ordeal and stood up from the ground. At the same time, doubts arose in his mind.

Since Hu Jili didn't want to kill him, what was the purpose of his visit, and why did he say those strange things?

Hu Jili didn't bother with any nonsense. He looked at Hu Han Cang and went straight to the point: "Han Cang, I intend to make you the King of Annam. What do you think?"

"Huh?" Hu Hancang was still pondering Hu Jili's purpose when he suddenly heard Hu Jili's words and was completely dumbfounded: "What's going on? You want me to be the King of Annam?"

"Father." Instinctively, Hu Hancang was about to refuse and kneel down again.

However, Hu Jili was prepared this time and said directly, "Alright, stop kneeling all the time. What kind of behavior is that? Don't overthink whether your father is testing you or not. There's no such thing. All you need to do now is answer whether I want to sit on the throne or not."

"What's going on?"

"Pie in the sky?"

Hu Han Cang's mind went blank. Looking at Hu Ji Li, who was looking very serious, his intuition told him that Hu Ji Li was not joking with him. Now, all he needed to do was nod, and he could sit on the throne and become the King of Annam.

He was stunned by this huge surprise, but he didn't lose his composure. After forcing himself to calm down, he looked up at Hu Jili and asked, "Father, may I ask you a question?"

"Speak!" Hu Jili waved his hand.

Hu Hancang asked, "Father, why don't you pass the throne to my eldest brother?"

Hu Yuancheng was the eldest son of Hu Jili. Like the Ming Dynasty, Annam, although small in area, had the same feudal ideology. The eldest son was treated differently from other sons. For example, Hu Jili, although he usurped the throne, should have been succeeded by Hu Yuancheng after his abdication.

Hu Jili was surprised to hear Hu Hancang's words, but he also admired him. He said, "Hancang, I am very surprised that you can remain calm at this time. What you said is also correct. Under normal circumstances, the throne should naturally be passed to your elder brother. However, there are some minor problems now. As for why I want to pass the throne to you, it is very simple. It is because you have the blood of the Chen family in your body."

"Because of the Chen family's bloodline in your body?" Hu Hancang was taken aback upon hearing this, wondering if he had misheard.

Because he has the blood of the Chen family, he lives in constant fear, afraid that he will wake up one day to find his head chopped off. Now, he is about to sit on the throne because he has the blood of the Chen family. It's surreal, really too surreal.

Hu Ji Li looked at the dumbfounded Hu Han Cang and continued, "Don't doubt it, you heard right. It's because you have the blood of the Chen family that I plan to pass the throne to you. Now, tell me your answer: do you want to be the King of Annam?"

Hu Hancang looked at Hu Jili. Although Hu Jili didn't say what had happened, he understood one thing: Hu Jili really intended for him to sit on the throne. This was an opportunity that wouldn't come again. He took a deep breath and nodded heavily: "Father, I am willing to sit on the throne!"

Hu Jili stepped forward and patted Hu Hancang on the shoulder, saying, "Good son, go and make preparations. I will hold your coronation ceremony in the next two days."

Chen Tianping has already made contact with the Ming Dynasty. Under these circumstances, he naturally needs to seize the time to help Hu Han Cang ascend the throne as soon as possible and stabilize the political situation in Annam.

A stable Annam would not be afraid of an attack from the Ming Dynasty. In fact, it might even be able to give the Ming Dynasty a sound beating. After all, Annam was its home turf. It would be perfectly normal for the Ming army to suffer a great loss if they rashly came to its home turf. Moreover, he was very confident.

"Yes, Father!" Hu Hancang nodded, turned around and left the main hall in a daze. He felt dizzy and unsteady, as if everything was a dream. One second he was worried about life and death, and the next he was going to become the King of Annam. It was truly a matter of heaven and hell in an instant.

As Hu Hancang reached the palace gate, he stopped and turned to Hu Jili, asking, "Father, does my elder brother agree to this?" Hu Yuancheng, as Hu Jili's eldest son, was undoubtedly very unhappy about Hu Jili passing the throne to Hu Hancang. Hu Hancang was well aware of this, but precisely because he knew this, he spoke up now. Firstly, to prevent any unforeseen circumstances regarding his ascension to the throne, and secondly, to subtly sow discord between Hu Hancang and Hu Jili.

He was well aware that even if he ascended the throne, the power of Annam would still be in the hands of Hu Quy Ly. He was not naive enough to believe that Hu Quy Ly would actually let him control Annam after he put him on the throne.

Hu Jili frowned and said calmly, "I will talk to Yuan Cheng about it, so you don't need to worry about that."

Looking at his son, who had been so cautious not long ago, he suddenly changed his demeanor. He was somewhat reluctant to hand over the throne, but in the end, reason prevailed over impulse. It wasn't a matter of whether he wanted to or not; he had to help Hu Han Cang ascend the throne in order to stabilize the court and thus integrate the entire Annam.

"Yes, Father!" Hu Hancang nodded. Having achieved his goal, he left in a hurry, afraid of provoking Hu Jili too much and causing the throne he had just obtained to slip away.

Hu Jili watched Hu Hancang's figure disappear into the distance, then lowered his head and pondered for a while before finally muttering to himself, "Having a little scheming isn't a big problem, but don't let me down!"

He had witnessed Hu Hancang's changes, and although he was somewhat displeased, he did not change his mind about passing the throne to him. Firstly, the current situation did not allow it, and secondly, sitting on the throne, having some scheming was not necessarily a bad thing.

Taking a deep breath, he called out, "Someone come here!"

"Your Majesty, what are your orders?" A guard jogged in.

Hu Jili waved his hand and said, "Go and summon the eldest prince to me."

Although Hu Hancang had used some underhanded tactics, what he said was indeed a problem that needed to be addressed. He had to work on Hu Yuancheng's mindset; otherwise, if Hu Yuancheng caused trouble, his plan might be disrupted.

In order to consolidate Annam, he had given up the throne. Under such circumstances, he naturally did not want his plans to go awry. He knew his eldest son very well.

To be honest, if it weren't for the current situation, he would have preferred to pass the throne to his eldest son, Hu Yuancheng. But there was no way around it. Hu Yuancheng, like him, did not have the blood of the Chen family. Passing the throne to Hu Yuancheng would not be much different from him sitting on the throne himself, and he would not be able to consolidate the political situation in Annam at all.

Hu Jili was not too worried about persuading his eldest son. He knew Hu Yuancheng well, so he was full of confidence.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The guard nodded, turned and walked away.

The royal palace, on the road.

Hu Hancang walked with a swaying gait, a cheerful smile on his face, his mind screaming over and over again, "I'm going to sit on the throne! I'm actually going to sit on the throne! Hahaha!"

He screamed and laughed wildly in his heart, but showed no sign of it on his face. He knew clearly that he could not share his joy with anyone and had to bury it deep in his heart.

Otherwise, if something unexpected happens as a result, he might not only lose his throne, but could even lose his life.

The matter is actually quite simple. He has already shown his fangs for the throne. In this situation, if someone else takes the throne, will they let him, a competitor, go? Especially considering his bloodline of the Chen family, they could simply use the pretext of him being a remnant of the Chen family to cut off his head.

"What's going on? What's wrong with the Second Prince?"

"I don't know. I saw him not long ago and he was fine. I don't know what good thing happened to him."

“I just saw the second prince go to the king’s palace. Do you think the second prince’s current appearance is related to the king?”

"The second prince went to the king's palace? The second prince's current appearance is most likely related to the king, but we don't know what exactly happened."

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Inside the palace, the eunuchs and palace maids were all very surprised when they saw Hu Hancang's appearance. They discussed among themselves and all cast curious glances at him.

Hu Hancang showed no dissatisfaction and greeted everyone with a smile.

He walked until he arrived at the palace where his mother, Princess Huining, lived.

He planned to tell his mother that he was going to sit on the throne.

After giving the maid a shushing gesture, Hu Hancang strode into the palace.

Inside the palace, the air was filled with the scent of sandalwood, and the sound of wooden fish being struck could be heard. If one did not know better, one would think that they had entered a temple.

The reason for this situation is related to Hu Ji Li. After usurping the throne, Hu Ji Li massacred hundreds of members of the Tran clan, leaving Princess Hui Ning, a member of the Tran clan, completely bewildered.

From then on, she changed her appearance, spending her days in the palace kneeling before the Buddha, as if she were atoning for her sins in this way.

"Mother!" Hu Hancang called softly as he approached Princess Huining.

Upon hearing this, Princess Huining opened her closed eyes, stopped striking the wooden fish with her hand, and said, "Han Cang, what brings you here today?"

Hu Hancang's tense mind completely relaxed, and his face was full of undisguised smiles: "Mother, Father just called me over and said he wants to pass the throne to me!"

In all of Annam, only in the presence of Princess Huining could he completely relax.

"What?" Princess Huining was stunned upon hearing this, her face filled with disbelief: "Han Cang, what did you say? Say it again!"

She wondered if she was hallucinating. After decades of marriage, she knew Hu Jili all too well. He had finally succeeded in usurping the throne, only to pass it directly to his son? Impossible, absolutely impossible! (End of Chapter)