Chapter Three Jun Wu Yi

　　"It's just that, even though you are in a family, you are deliberately living in the southernmost part of the mansion in order to avoid me, alas ...... tomorrow you will move back here!" Again looked deeply at Jun Xie, Jun Zhantian deplored. No matter how playboy no matter how not to compete, is always still his grandson, and, is also the only bloodline of the Jun family ...... 　　Right now, although the external affairs of the peace, but a few imperial sons have slowly grown into adults, it is the time of the internal tide, himself as the military first person, as if a big tree, everyone wants to lean over or waiting for their own leaning over, and the only bloodline of their own hand, it is precisely planting evidence to frame the top good plan! If Jun Xie did not move back, I am afraid that there would be many more things like this in the future. 　　"I live there, it's fine, no need to move!" Jun Xie flatly refused, jokingly, he was about to see what the fellow killers of this world were like, if he moved back wouldn't he lose this opportunity? When Elder Jun talked about this matter, Jun Xie had some hidden excitement in his heart. 　　Killer ...... that is already a very distant thing, but that is also the most affectionate memory ...... 　　"You! ...... Asshole!" Jun old man for the gas knot, raised a big slap to be drawn down, palm to the end but then stopped, a long sigh, eyes complex, "You ...... go." 　　Is this the first time this kid refused himself? He ...... actually dared to reject me today? And also rejected so dryly? 　　Jun Xie bowed, then stood up straight and turned around. 　　"Oh, there is one more thing, in the future, you shall not pester Princess Ling Meng, this matter, there is no room for negotiation, so let's call it a day!" In Elder Jun's voice, there was an unspeakable decadence, as well as a vague disheartened feeling! 　　These past few years, although the Jun family seemed to be in a position of power, almost as if they were the one person in the dynasty, they always had a fatal flaw, which was the lack of successors! The only descendant of the third generation was only Jun Mo Xie, the playboy! Jun Elder looks like a man in his forties, but his mind is not old, he knows the world, he knows that if one day he leaves his hand on the earth, the Jun family will be completely wiped out from the world in a very short period of time. In Jun Mo Xie's current situation, this possibility is almost a foregone conclusion, and even this is simply the final outcome that can be seen. 　　So Jun Zhantian once shy face, to the emperor, hope that Jun Mo Xie can marry his majesty's most favored princess Ling Meng as his wife, if this matter can be, even if his own west, then Jun Xie has his own aftermath blessing, and accounted for a princess husband son-in-law, the name of the imperial relatives, as long as it is not too out of the ordinary, and how to mix the idea can be to preserve the Jun family's flame will not be cut off. 　　Princess husband and son-in-law, looks like scenery, in fact, is one of the most embarrassing position, as long as it is very powerful ministers of the family, everyone is afraid of the emperor suddenly give marriage, so that their son married a princess to come home: the in-laws have to kneel to the daughter-in-law? Especially in addition to the princess license, the emperor's son-in-law is absolutely forbidden to take concubines, in case the princess is a good character, jealousy focus, then the family wants to be good is really difficult. However, such as Jun Mo Xie such a playboy is a great guarantee, at least for the Jun family incense meter, has been a best program! 　　So Jun Zhantian proposing this marriage was really a forced move. 　　His Majesty the Emperor naturally understands his old comrade-in-arms who is also his big brother's heart, and upon hearing his words, he is also interested in being moved, but after carefully understanding what Jun Mo Xie has done, coupled with the fact that Princess Ling Meng is resisting to death, and after a long period of thought, he finally rejects it. 　　"Big brother Jun, it is not that little brother is not willing to sell big brother's face, but little brother is also a father ah, Ling Meng is also little brother's most beloved daughter, how can I commit my own daughter to ...... alas!" His Majesty the Emperor lowered his stance unfinished these words, making Jun Zhantian's breath almost come up. 　　As a father? Considering for your daughter? If it was ten years ago, my Jun family's most prosperous period, even if Mo Xie is ten times more foppish, as long as the old man proposes a marriage, you are still not overjoyed? Human feelings are as cold and warm as water! This was the resentment in Elder Jun's heart. 　　"Oh, I see." Jun Xie stood still at the doorway and said faintly. In his tone, there was no shock or joy, it was as plain as a bowl of plain water, and then he took a step out. 　　Ever since Elder Jun had revealed this meaning, Jun Mo Xie had been presenting himself as Princess Ling Meng's husband, pestering Princess Ling Meng to death, annoying her to no end. However, Elder Jun was quite surprised and astonished to see his grandson in such a savory manner at this moment. Jun Xie or angry hair, or exhaustion, or even a shrew ...... old master will not be surprised, but the only thing he such a bland, but let Jun Zhantian greatly unexpected. 　　"Fell a little, how but changed his temperament?" Elder Jun twirled his mustache and looked at the back of Jun Xie who went out the door with a deep gaze. 　　After a long time, Jun Zantian clapped his hands together and said, "Send a few more good men to escort the young master day and night, and there must not be any further missteps! If there are any more people who are not open-minded, kill them on the spot! There is no need to have any scruples!" This kind of thing can be done once but not again, how can I allow you to harm my grandson, Jun Wentian? A cold light flashed through Elder Jun's eyes. 　　In the empty hall, Elder Jun seemed to be talking to the air, but, yet then an ethereal voice came out from somewhere, "Yes!" 　　Jun Xie walked out with the sunrise, the gentle sunlight beckoned on his slightly pale face, strolling towards the small courtyard where he lived, along the way there were constantly underlings saluting in fear and trepidation, Jun Xie ignored them all, thinking about his own mind. 　　No one knew that in this Third Prince Jun's mind, a passage of words was echoing at this moment: 　　"What is a killer? As the name suggests, a killer, is the hand that kills! The black hand that kills! Be sure to remember, this word 'black'! ......" 　　"A killer, is never illusory, comes from the ethereal, disappears into nothingness!" 　　"What makes a successful killer? If a killer until the day of his own death, still no one knows that he is a killer whose hands are stained with blood, then he is a successful killer!" 　　"Then, what constitutes a qualified super killer?" 　　"The so-called qualified killer is able to hide himself in any situation! With a man of letters, he's an inker; with a painter, he's an artist; with a rogue, he's a villain; with a noblewoman, he's an aristocrat, a gentleman; with a lecher, he's a lecher! With a hero, he is a model!" 　　"In the midst of the desert, he is a lizard; to the prairie, he is a wolf king! Returning to the mountains, he is the king of all beasts, the tiger! Floating above the sea, he is the divine dragon that makes waves!" 　　"Only then is he a qualified and successful killer!" 　　"A man who only knows how to kill is at best a butcher!" 　　"Killing only for the sake of seeking a purpose, even if one would succeed every time, at best, one could only be considered an excellent assassin!" 　　"Killing! It is also an art in itself! As an assassin, one should never, ever desecrate the elegance of this art!" 　　...... 　　This is a conversation between Jun Xie and his master in his previous life, thinking about it, the corner of Jun Xie's mouth revealed a smile, murmuring, "...... To add to that, born in this kind of family now, I am a second generation ancestor who waits for death to eat and wait for it to happen!" 　　Suddenly a voice said coldly, "Wrong! You are not a second generation ancestor! I'm the second ancestor, and you, the third ancestor!"