"Your Majesty, Meng Can, the magistrate of Taicang, has arrived!"

Upon hearing Zhao Gao's reply, Ying Zheng quickly said, "Bring him in immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Can, the magistrate of Taicang, strolled into the hall.

Looking around, Meng Can saw that everyone present was a big shot, and his heart immediately trembled. He had a feeling that being summoned here must mean something bad.

"Your subject, Meng Can, pays his respects to Your Majesty!"

Meng Can forced himself to bow, and then greeted the assembled ministers with clasped hands.

"No need for formalities!"

Ying Zheng raised his hand and asked loudly, "Meng Can, let me ask you, what is the reproductive capacity of this rabbit?"

Before he could finish speaking, all the bigwigs' gazes fell on him, making him feel even more pressured.

"Well...."

Meng Can's mind nearly went blank. He was so choked up that his face turned bluish-purple. He realized that the reason he had been so urgently called over was because of this.

"What 'uh'? Hurry up and tell us!" Wang Wan and the others were impatient and urged them on.

Meng Can calmed himself down a bit, swallowed, and began to explain carefully: "These rabbits have an extremely high reproductive capacity. Domesticated rabbits can reproduce after four or five months, giving birth to multiple litters at once, and can reproduce once every two months."

"According to the locals, wild rabbits have a stronger ability to reproduce and survive, and they have caused a lot of damage to crops, making people suffer greatly."

At this point, Meng Can gritted his teeth. Rabbits are cunning, timid, and fast, making them difficult to catch; they can only be driven away by humans.

Every year, countless crops are destroyed by rabbits.

Everyone nodded in agreement, and Ying Zheng was extremely satisfied. It's true that everyone has their own expertise; the Grand Granary Officer, who was in charge of money, grain, and agriculture, knew the subject inside and out and spoke eloquently about it.

Just by looking at him and listening to him, you can tell that he has really put in the effort; otherwise, how could he know such small things?

"Your Majesty!"

Meng Can asked cautiously, "You summoned me here because you have a brilliant plan to resolve this trouble?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng's eyes lit up. With a professional present, why not listen to his opinion?

Immediately, he told Meng Can about the strategy that the wicked husband had just mentioned, wanting to hear his opinion on its feasibility.

Meng Can frowned and fell into deep thought.

Everyone held their breath, afraid of disturbing or interrupting his calculations.

After about several dozen breaths, Meng Can nodded slightly and pondered, "This plan is indeed feasible. The reason why rabbits can cause trouble in our Qin State is mainly because there are too few animals such as wolves and foxes, which are not as rampant as the wolf packs on the grasslands."

"only....."

This tantalizing silence made everyone restless; they wanted nothing more than to beat this guy to a pulp. How could he be just like that wicked husband?

Feeling those piercing gazes, Meng Can broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly said, "If we want to implement this, it will inevitably take a long time, and the results are uncertain. The implications are too far-reaching; I dare not make any rash conclusions..."

"Guards, drag him out and give him a few lashes."

Ying Zheng and the others were furious. First, there was the wicked husband who talked nonsense, and then there was Meng Can who spoke in official jargon and said nothing at all. It was really frustrating.

"Spare me, Your Majesty, spare me..."

Meng Can looked terrified. He had indeed told the truth, so why was he being slapped?

The Imperial Guards didn't care about any of that. The two burly men from before came in again, grinning as they dragged Meng Can out.

Wang Wan and the others all revealed a satisfied smile. If they can't beat your wicked husband, can't they take their anger out on Meng Can?

After Meng Can was dragged away, Ying Zheng said helplessly, "Gentlemen, what should we do about the Commandant of the Guards' plan?"

The crowd looked at each other, but no one spoke up; no one wanted to be the first to speak.

I agree. If the result is not satisfactory, I will be in trouble.

I disagree. If I offend this little devil, how will I ever get by in the future?

"Your Majesty, please hear me out."

Before he could respond, the wicked man quickly said, "I also said that this plan will take a long time and needs to be supplemented by the first and second plans. Only by using all three at the same time can it be a panacea."

"When a rabbit is cornered, it can really bite. Don't underestimate a rabbit, everyone."

He appeared exceptionally confident, and his resolute voice left no room for doubt.

"Forget about your first plan. How can a plague be controlled by human power?" Ying Zheng shook his head with a wry smile. He found it hard to believe his wicked husband's unrealistic words.

"well..."

He sighed, casually picked up a pear from the fruit plate and tossed one to his wicked husband, then picked up another for himself to take a few bites to quench his thirst.

The wicked husband reached out and caught the crumpled pear, his brows furrowing involuntarily. In this era, without greenhouses, eating fruit in the dead of winter was a rare treat.

Even the emperor of a country could only eat these stale pears that had been stored in advance.

"Huh? It's rotten?!"

The wicked man's eyes narrowed suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

This shout startled Ying Zheng, who immediately stopped and carefully examined the pear in his hand.

That wicked husband is incredibly brave; if he eats a bad pear, he might only get diarrhea. But he doesn't have that kind of constitution; if anything happens to him, it could be fatal.

The palace eunuchs and maids attending to him immediately knelt down to apologize, their faces pale with fright.

"court death!"

Ying Zheng was furious. His cold, knife-like gaze swept over the maids and eunuchs in the palace. He was about to reprimand and punish them, but his wicked husband stopped him.

"Your Majesty, I've got an idea."

The wicked man, a hint of excitement on his face, strolled to the entrance of the main hall, glanced up at the blindingly warm sun, and then turned around and said, "Heavens, it'll be hot soon."

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