The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 436 I Promised You

Ning Zhao and the others stood behind and looked at him with worried faces.

Mr. Zhang glanced at them warningly, "It's enough to get here, you can't go any further."

"Well, we understand." Ning Zhao nodded.

"Let's start here, three steps and one kowtow to the halfway up the mountain, you can get there by gritting your teeth."

After Zhang Lao said this, he felt a little guilty.

Without changing his face, Jun Rong took three steps forward, then knelt down and kowtowed respectfully.

Get up, walk three steps, and kowtow again.

His movements were neither hasty nor hasty, slow and firm.

The moment Ningzhao watched him kneel down, she pursed her lips tightly, her eyes trembled slightly, and then looked at his indifferent profile when he kowtowed, for the first time, she saw him as a single person, not Xiao Yu's student .

"The young master has really grown up. He knows what he is doing and what he wants. It's just that the prince will not be too happy if he finds out about it."

She said softly, not knowing whether she was speaking to others or to herself.

"not necessarily."

"Huh?" Ning Zhao turned her face sideways to look at the blue clothes who walked to her side at some point.

Lan Yi looked at the white figure in the gloomy mountain forest without turning his eyes and said, "If the master knows about this, he may be very pleased."

"Why do you say that?"

Han Yi at the side heard the conversation between the two, and raised his eyes to look over.

There was a slight smile on Lan Yi's face, "Master's mouth is hard and her heart is soft, she looks very strong, but in fact she still longs to be loved and relied on in her heart. What people lack when they are young, they will yearn for more when they grow up. Even if you don’t show it normally, it will still be rooted in your heart.”

Ning Zhao came to a sudden, thoughtful.

After Jun Rong walked for a while, he was out of their sight. The hem of his white clothes flashed in the wind and disappeared into the dark forest.

Zhang Lao quickly followed, seeing Jun Rong's pious expression, he was quite moved.

He took out a flare from his pocket and released it to the sky.

The light blue smoke diffused in the sky, and the old man sitting in front of the bamboo building drinking tea paused and slowly raised his head.

At this time, the night had already shrouded, and wherever the line of sight was, it was all dim, and the blue color seemed even more abrupt.

"Yo, the speed is quite fast, is it really here?"

He put down the teacup, got up slowly, with his hands behind his back, and walked out at a pace.

It looked like he was walking leisurely, but in the blink of an eye, he was already a hundred paces away.

At this time, Jun Rong had already climbed up from the foot of the mountain, and there was a steep slope in front of him, overgrown with weeds, it was not easy to walk.

Zhang Lao chased him up from behind with a lantern and illuminated him, "This place is the most difficult to walk on the whole mountain, just pass it, be careful."

"Ah."

Jun Rong answered in a breathy voice, thin sweat was already dripping from her body, and even her clothes were blown by the wind, making her feel chilly.

His legs were already sore and swollen from the repeated bending, and even his head was a little dizzy, but he still gritted his teeth and walked forward without saying a word.

He didn't notice that there was a person standing on the treetop not far away, just looking at this side flawlessly.

He gasped and wobbled as he stood up on his knees.

Zhang Lao subconsciously wanted to reach out to help him, but Jun Rong had already grasped a short tree by the side of the road with quick eyesight and quick hands. As a result, there were fine and dense thorns on the tree, which pierced a small hole in his hand.

"Hiss—" He gasped, looked down at his hands, and by the dim light of the lantern, he could see the dense red dots on his palms, which were the blood that had just been pricked.

Mr. Zhang also saw it, and hurried over to pick a branch, "Fortunately, this thing is not poisonous."

"Why don't you rest for a while. Anyway, my master will not come down when he has nothing to do on the mountain. He won't know if you take a rest for a while. It won't be too late to leave after your physical strength recovers."

Someone who is free and okay: "..."

He stood on the top of the tree and squinted his eyes, staring at his apprentice coldly, with a sneer on his lips.

Sure enough, people still have to go out frequently, otherwise you will never know what your unfilial apprentice will arrange behind your back.

Silently remembering Zhang Lao's words in his heart, the old man's eyes fell on Jun Rong, he wanted to see Jun Rong's reaction.

Jun Rong stood up straight and panted slowly, then took three steps forward, knelt down, folded his hands in front of him, knocked his forehead on it, paused for a while, and then slowly stood up.

Mr. Zhang frowned, looked around, and said in a low voice, "Anyway, there is no one else here, and I won't sue you. Just take a rest, your injuries are still not healed."

Jun Rong shook his head, and said in a short breath: "Since I promised to walk up with three steps and one kowtow, I must do it. No matter whether anyone is watching or not, I should also complete it seriously. At least in this way, I am worthy of my duty." Heart, I can only have confidence when I stand in front of the respected teacher."

After speaking, he passed Zhang Lao and continued forward.

Standing on the top of the tree, the old man looked at Jun Rong's bright black eyes, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The heart of a child is truly rare."

It's no wonder that his unkind apprentice would suddenly come to ask him for help.

Even if he said something to the child, he would not just sit idly by.

Finally, taking a deep look at Jun Rong, the old man jumped up and disappeared into the vast night.

……

Junrong didn't know how he made it through the last section of the road. He felt that his legs were out of control. As long as he reached three steps, he would inevitably kneel down, and he couldn't take another step.

However, when he got up, he was suffering abnormally, his legs were sore and weak, and his knees were hot and painful. As for his forehead, he accidentally knocked a stone on the ground before, and the skin was broken a little, and the surrounding area was also covered with a Redness and swelling.

When he knelt down again, he waited for a long time before raising his head, his eyes were a little lax, his complexion was as pale as snow, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, flowed down his profile, and flowed into him. The placket of the shirt was wet with a shadow on the neck.

Looking at it, Mr. Zhang couldn't help showing distressed expression, he couldn't help but took two quick steps, and shouted in the direction of the bamboo building, "Master, it's almost enough, he's come here, isn't it over? "

Jun Rong turned a deaf ear and mechanically repeated the motion of prostration.

Finally, he staggered out of the fence of the bamboo building, the strength in his heart loosened, and he fell limply on the ground as if he had been sucked out of all his bones, unable to get up again. up.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhang hurried forward to reach out to help him, but unexpectedly the courtyard door was suddenly opened from the inside.

Jun Rong raised his head with difficulty, his eyes were white.

"You really have perseverance, kid. For the sake of your sincerity, I promise you."

The old man bent down.He stretched out his hand to help Jun Rong up himself.

Jun Rong smiled lowly: "Thank you..."

(End of this chapter)