The Ninth Prince excitedly went to see the Third Prince carrying a cage of crickets. The servant at the door burst into tears: "Your Majesty, my master was exiled from Beijing yesterday."
The Ninth Prince waved his hand cheerfully: "It's okay, I can wait for the third brother to come back."
The servant sniffed: "Master, once he leaves, he probably won't be able to come back."
The Ninth Prince was stunned, thought for a moment, took the boy's hand and asked sincerely: "Is there someone to take care of Third Brother's victorious general? Is he well fed and clothed? Can you give it to me as a gift?"
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"... Third Master knows what he is doing and will definitely not protect you!"