Suryavarman felt really aggrieved——

Duan can send out hundreds of thousands of troops, so can I! Not only do I have a hundred thousand troops, but I also have tens of thousands of elephant soldiers. Can I bring my own dry food?

In a word, everyone is a son to the Song Dynasty. Why does His Majesty the Emperor of the Song Dynasty look at someone with the surname Duan in a different light?

Is it just because his surname is Duan? How about I change my surname to Su in the future? With the same surname as Su Laopo, I will benefit from it, but I don’t know if His Majesty, the Great Emperor of Song Dynasty, will mind?

Suryavarman's mind quickly wandered to what his last name should be.

However, Zhao Huan said in a dumbfounded voice: "That's different."

"What difference does that make?"

Suryavarman said unconvinced: "The person named Duan can send hundreds of thousands of troops, and I can also send hundreds of thousands of troops. The person named Duan can serve His Majesty the Great Emperor to the death, and so can I. In my opinion, the Great Emperor can do the same."

Your Majesty is partial!"

Looking at Suryavarman's rather unconvinced but aggrieved look, Zhao Huan didn't know how to describe it.

"Dali has attached itself to the Song Dynasty, and will be restructured into the Yunnan Chief Envoy of the Song Dynasty. Duan Zhengyan, the leader of the country in Dali, is now our Prince Li of the Song Dynasty. Although I have not yet issued an edict to the world, I only ordered Duan

It is reasonable for you to send troops."

Zhao Huan said dumbfounded: "If you don't believe me, you can wait until Prince Li comes and ask him personally."

However, Suryavarman jumped three feet high and shouted in shock and anger: "What?"

"Included!?"

"How virtuous and capable is his surname Duan!"

"In terms of national strength, Angkor may not be weaker than Dali."

"In terms of loyalty, I am not even half as good as him!"

"Why would he have the audacity to ask for inclusion?"

"Do you still care about the prince?"

"His Majesty the Great Emperor is willing to give him the title of prince, but his surname is Duan, he really dares to do so! He is really brave!"

After calling for a long time, Suryavarman rolled his eyes, knelt down on the ground with a thud, and shouted: "His Majesty, the Emperor, must not be so partial!"

"Since His Majesty the Great Emperor can allow the surnamed Duan to be included in the title, then he should allow me, Angkor, to be included in the title!"

"I don't dare to ask for any princely title. As long as His Majesty the Great Emperor can confer any prince, prince or other idle title at will, he will be satisfied if he can live in Bianjing City!"

After finishing speaking, Suryavarman slammed his head on the ground, making a muffled sound.

Then Zhao Huan was a little confused - why are two of them thinking about being attached? Or is this guy eating...drinking too much?

"this……"

Zhao Huan considered it carefully and said: "After all, the matter of attachment is not a trivial matter. Would you like to think about it again?"

However, Suryavarman raised his head and shouted: "What else do you need to consider? It doesn't matter whether His Majesty the Emperor has agreed to the minister's request today. If not..."

When he heard Suryavarman say these four words, "If you don't allow it," Zhao Huan thought that this idiot was going to learn to be stupid -

Italy wanted to surrender, but England, which had its own national conditions, refused to accept it, and then Italy beat England until it accepted...

However, what Suryavarman said was: "I knelt down and died outside the tent!"

"Why is this so? Why is this so?"

Zhao Huan sighed hypocritically, then stretched out his hand to help Suryavarman, and said: "I already know your thoughts. It's just that the internal affairs are different from others, so you don't need to return to Angkor again.

Shall we discuss it?"

Suryavarman bowed his hands to Zhao Huan and said domineeringly: "No need to discuss! I can just inform them after I go back. If anyone disagrees, I will kill them first!"

Facing a guy like Suryavarman who wanted to infiltrate him and would probably die on his knees outside the tent if he was not allowed to annex him, Zhao Huan had no good solution and could only sigh at the moment. He made a sound and said: "In that case, I agree."

"Thank you, His Majesty the Emperor!"

Suryavarman was afraid that the night would be long and he would have many dreams, so he knelt down on the ground again and shouted: "I heard that there is a saying in the Celestial Dynasty called Golden Mouth Royal Words, which means that the words spoken by the great emperor are truer than gold. You must not Regret!"

"I will not regret it!"

Zhao Huan helped Suryavarman up again and said in a dumbfounded voice: "Since I agree, then I agree. But..."

"But what?"

Suryavarman said: "No matter what your Majesty the Emperor requires, please just say it and I will definitely comply with it!"

Zhao Huan nodded, hummed and said: "The procedures and etiquette required for the enclosed matters are quite complicated. Why don't you ask Duan Qing for advice when you have the opportunity."

Suryavarman nodded and responded: "Isn't it just to bow down to the Duan for advice? Although I don't think highly of his Duan, I can definitely do it for the sake of being subordinate."

After finishing speaking, Suryavarman asked tentatively: "In this case, I want to change my surname to a Chinese one, but I wonder if His Majesty the Great Emperor can give me a name?"

Zhao Huan hummed, touched his chin and said, "How about taking Su as your surname? If you don't like it, you can also take Zhao or Song as your surname, which can also be called a national surname."

"As for the name..."

A bad taste suddenly came to his mind, and Zhao Huan said: "Since your name has the word "Mo" in it, how about naming it after "Simo"?

The Tang Dynasty had a famous "Wo Mad Dog" Li Simo, and the Ming Dynasty also had a "Wo Mad Dog" Xia Ezhe. Now the Song Dynasty has another Su Simo, Zhao Simo or Song Simo, which seems to be suitable for the situation?

You just have to spend some time and slowly train this guy into a rabid dog, lest he loses the face of your seniors.

Suryavarman naturally didn't know what the name Simo represented in Zhao Huan's heart. He was overjoyed when he heard that Zhao Huan bestowed the name on him. He immediately paid homage to Zhao Huan again and said, "I have little virtue and little fortune, so I don't dare to give him this name." The national surname was Su, and henceforth his surname was Su, and his given name was Simo."

After paying homage, Suyevarman straightened his clothes like the scholars of the Song Dynasty he had seen before, formally bowed to Zhao Huan, and said: "Your Majesty, Susimo, pay my respects to the official!"

"No formalities, stay on your own terms."

Su Ye... Susimo's behavior made him want to laugh. Zhao Huan had to endure it for a long time before he could not laugh out loud.

Susmo felt that his whole person was completely different - it would be nonsense to say that he felt several years younger, but this refreshing feeling could not be deceived by anyone!
Chapter completed!