I am Emperor Wanli

Chapter 529: The Shit Shoveler, the Grass-Cutter and the Sheep-Herding Commander, Song Yaoshi
Pharmacist Song has been very depressed these days.

I, the future General of Cavalry of the Ming Dynasty, have now become a shit shoveler, a lawn mower, and a sheep herder. It's really a pity for such a talented person!

In the morning, Pharmacist Song was awakened by the military bugle call. He got up, washed, and had breakfast. Then, with a gloomy face, he went to the military headquarters to receive his mission.

When his colleagues saw him, they all greeted him with a smile: "Commander Song is here!"

"Commander Song, who has millions of troops under his command, where are you going to attack today?"

"Commander Song, tell your men to round up the sheep farther away. They are so close to our Luanhe Right Division, they want to stink us to death."

Someone nearby immediately grabbed him, and the other companions hurriedly covered his big mouth.

You bastard!

Don't you know that Pharmacist Song is now "in a high position of power" and in charge of nearly a million cattle and sheep? He has the final say on where to keep the sheep. You said this to him in public, angering him. How can you keep 200,000 cattle and sheep in the middle of our Luanhe Right Division camp?

"Commander Song, this guy has a bad mouth and is full of shit. You are a magnanimous person, so don't take it to heart." Someone smiled awkwardly, and the rest of his colleagues dragged the big mouth away.

Pharmacist Song sneered twice. I was already in a bad mood, and you dare to provoke me. Today, if I don't let you smell enough fresh cow and sheep dung, I will take your surname.

"That's fine. I'll have them divide up 50,000 cattle and sheep and keep them near the canteen and kitchen of your Luanhe Right Division."

The faces of several people from Luanhe Right Division turned pale.

Thinking about your three meals a day, and the herd of cows and sheep around you, looking at you sincerely, and then pooping out steaming hot cow and sheep dung, the sourness of it can make you fly.

Several people looked at Big Mouth viciously, wishing they could drag him to a deserted place and beat him up.

Song Yaoshi received the military order from the commander-in-chief and was in charge of this matter. Whatever he did was justified.

If you dare to question him, he will directly refute you that the camp is only this big and has to accommodate tens of thousands of sheltered herders and nearly one million cattle and sheep, so the space must be arranged reasonably.

Where can you go to seek justice?

Besides, he is the king's uncle, so you have no right to reason with him.

Pharmacist Song was too lazy to pay attention to them and walked straight into the Dusi camp. He stayed in the staff office for half an hour and walked out with a list in his hand, looking worried.

The chief of staff and adjutant who were waiting outside saw his expression and their faces fell.

"We still have to herd sheep today!"

"Go on!" Pharmacist Song said unhappily. "Last night, the Wing Guards handed over another 2,200 herdsmen, as well as 47,000 sheep and 4,700 cattle.

Today we have to settle them first."

"Oh, it's all these crap again."

The chief of staff and his adjutant wailed.

"Let's go, follow the military order!"

Pharmacist Song, along with the chief of staff, his adjutant, a battalion commander and a team commander, rushed to the northeast corner of the camp, where the newly handed over group of herdsmen were temporarily accommodated.

This group of herdsmen voluntarily elected six centurions as leaders to negotiate with Pharmacist Song.

Changing owners frequently is the norm on the grassland and the herders are used to it.

"Okay, the 2,200 herdsmen will be temporarily divided into six hundred households. Staff officer, please ask the staff to come over, organize the groups, and check the names again.

Check yesterday's report from the Military Affairs Office to see if there are any errors in the registration. If there are any errors, correct them in time."

Pharmacist Song said skillfully, "The six of you will temporarily serve as the six centurions. Now follow me."

Six centurions followed Pharmacist Song and others to an open space in the southeast.

Pharmacist Song pointed to the empty space and said, "Put up the tents here. Lao Ding, quickly take people to use lime to mark the living area for them. There are 375 tents and 2,200 people.

You will camp in this lime circle. Remember to camp close together, as the place is narrow and you should live close together. "

He had just finished explaining this to the six centurions when he turned around and yelled, "Old Ding, remember to mark out the toilet area! If you forget again, I'll have them poop and pee in your tent!"

"I know, Commander Song, I won't forget it!"

After Song Yaoshi finished yelling, he turned to the six centurions and said, "People from the engineering camp will come later and dig a few trenches and build two male and female toilets.

You should defecate and urinate in the toilet. If we break camp later, we need to add lime to cover the area to prevent the spread of epidemics. Forget it, you won't understand even if I tell you, just follow the instructions.

Do not urinate or defecate anywhere. This is strictly prohibited. If you are caught by the military court, you will be whipped.

Interpreter, emphasize this to them and tell them to remember it."

The interpreter agreed immediately and explained it to the six centurions repeatedly in Mongolian.

Pharmacist Song pointed to a large open space and said, "The cattle and sheep pens are there. Separate the cattle and sheep, one pen for 100 cattle and one pen for 1,000 sheep. People from the engineering camp will come here later and use barbed wire to build enough cattle and sheep pens here.

Someone will take you to the pool later. The water there is pumped from the nearby river by a water truck. Remember, that water is for daily use, for washing your face and clothes, and for feeding cattle and sheep. People must not drink it.

The quartermaster company in the regiment would boil more than a dozen barrels of water and send them over. People must drink boiled water. If you drink raw water and get an epidemic, I will bury you all.

By the way, Adjutant Yang, remember to remind the quartermaster Lao Tian that we have more people, do we have enough coal briquettes? If not, go to the quartermaster's baggage camp to get some."

"Yes!"

"Damn it, it's all just petty shit. How can I live with all these things day in and day out?"

Pharmacist Song continued to explain while cursing.

I get up at a certain time in the morning, wash up and have breakfast, which is porridge with pickles. Lunch and dinner are at 12 and 6 o'clock, respectively, usually steamed buns or flatbreads with pickles, and a bowl of hot soup with vegetable leaves.

At what time do you go to bed at night? You must stay in this area on weekdays. You are not allowed to run around. If you are caught, you will be severely punished. After dinner at 6 o'clock, you can go to the open space next door. There, the Xuanzan Bureau has singing and drama performances every night, which last for two hours.

You have to get up early, otherwise you can only see the back of other people's heads.

Don't enter places where there are red signs or red pennant flags, or you will be shot.

If you are called by the patrol or military court, do not run, but squat on the ground with your hands on your head, or you will be shot.
Pharmacist Song spoke a sentence, the interpreter translated it, and the six centurions nodded.

After a lot of nonsense, Pharmacist Song specifically reminded them, "You must make it clear to everyone that this is not a joke. Since we took you in, three or four hundred people have lost their lives in confusion these days."

The six centurions turned pale with fear.

Pharmacist Song had no expression on his face and continued, "The people from the Propaganda Bureau's Propaganda Team will tell you again later. They will tell you in more detail and in Mongolian. They also speak better than me and are easier to remember. Don't worry, listen carefully and follow the instructions honestly. As long as you don't have any ulterior motives, you'll be fine!"

After listening to Master Song's talk, a captain asked carefully, "Sir, when do we go out to herd sheep every day?"

"Let go of the sheep." Pharmacist Song replied unhappily.

"Then what will our sheep eat?" asked the six centurions in horror.

“Later, I will bring some people to cut grass for you and serve your sheep ancestors and cow ancestors!
Made, lawn mower, grass!"

Pharmacist Song left cursing.

The interpreter was also an old hand, and he quickly comforted the six centurions, telling them that the Ming army would bring fresh grass over later, and they could feed the cattle and sheep in the pen, and that everything would be fine.

Pharmacist Song walked onto the road and saw three ox carts approaching slowly. They were filled with freshly shoveled cow and sheep dung, emitting a strong stench. Swarms of flies were circling around them, and everything avoided them wherever they passed.

Pharmacist Song covered his nose and asked the team leader: "Is this from Team East 3?"

"Yes."

"There are many?"

"The East Third Team is gone. After we transport them out, we have to go to the East Fourth Team."

Pharmacist Song rolled his eyes and said, "Let's take a detour."

The leader's eyes lit up: "Which punk offended the commander?"

"Luanhe Right Division, someone actually dared to call me Commander Song to my face."

The leader chuckled, "Commander, this is not something we can take lightly. We must deliver grassland scenery for ten consecutive days. Don't worry, I have picked the time for these ten days. I will wait for them to have lunch and dinner, and have the car pass by their canteen."

Pharmacist Song said modestly, "We are all comrades, don't go too far. If they know better, just send them off for three days."

"Commander, what does it mean to be sensible?"

"I heard that Luanhe Right Division found a good horse for their commander Wang, and actually named it Captain Chasing the Wind. How tacky!"

The leader chuckled and said, "I understand. This name is just vulgar. I think we should let the commander pick a majestic and domineering name."

Pharmacist Song patted the team leader on the shoulder and said, "Young man, you have a bright future. I am optimistic about you!"

After completing the inspection, Pharmacist Song led a team of people, driving fifteen lawn mowers and more than three hundred horse-drawn carts carrying fodder, and formed a long line out of the camp.

The grassland outside the camp was endless, with only a few short stalks of green grass left touching the ground.

Town guard patrols can be seen everywhere, patrolling the periphery on horseback.

Pharmacist Song looked around and pointed his whip to the southeast. "Yesterday we went to the northeast, today we are heading to the southeast."

"Yes!"

A dozen miles to the southeast, the patrol team was replaced by the Wing Guards. Many of them knew Pharmacist Song and greeted him with a smile: "Here comes Grass Cutter Song."

Pharmacist Song had a gloomy face and ignored them.

When they were more than twenty miles away, Pharmacist Song took a look and found that the grass here was very lush. He waved his hand and ordered to start cutting the grass from here.

The lawn mower was specially developed by the Machinery Research Institute and carefully manufactured by the Lulong Machinery Manufacturing Plant.

The lawn mower consists of two four-wheeled carts on the left and right, with a three-meter-wide mowing frame in the middle.

The mowing frame is actually a horizontal bar, mounted on two small wheels, close to the ground, and adjustable in height. A row of densely packed eight-shaped steel knives are mounted on the horizontal bar, with the knife grooves wide in front and narrow in the back.

The mowing frame scrapes along the grass on the ground, and the grass is gathered into bundles along the shaped-eight blade grooves, and then cut off by the crossed steel knives at the tail and poured into the hay pool behind the mowing frame.

There is a transmission chain in the hay pit, which is transmitted from the four-wheeled carts on the left and right sides, driving two belts, transferring the cut grass in the hay pit to the high-raised conveyor rack, and finally flipping it over and falling into the hay transport carriage that is moving side by side synchronously.

When one carriage is full, the conveyor belt stops, the carriage leaves, and an empty carriage takes its place.

Everything is mechanically automated, and the power comes from four horses pulling the cart. The energy consumption is only a few dozen kilograms of grass, a few liters of soybeans and a few liters of dry alfalfa.

No pollution, green and environmentally friendly.

Fifteen mowing carts were parked side by side, heading back toward the main camp, mowing the grass as they went.

After cutting for about two hours, the hay carts transported the hay to the camp, unloaded it and returned again. In this round trip, they loaded more than 800 carts with fresh hay.

A sheep needs three kilograms of fresh grass, and a cow needs thirty kilograms of fresh grass.

Now Pharmacist Song has 640,000 sheep and 70,000 cattle under his command, and a total of 4 million kilograms of fresh grass are needed.

The grass-carrying cart is pulled by two horses and is fully loaded with 1,500 kilograms of grass. It takes 2,680 carts of grass to meet the needs of the cattle and sheep.

These numbers were calculated early on, and today's mowing tasks were set according to this number.

Pharmacist Song gave a few instructions and went back to the camp to have lunch.

The mowing team will continue until the afternoon, and they will finish their work when they have mowed four million kilograms of fresh grass. Someone will bring them lunch later.

At this time, the sun was shining high, the temperature was gradually rising, the heat from the ground was rising, and the horizon close to the ground began to distort and float.

The adjutant looked back at the busy lawn mower in the distance and said, "Commander, we have almost finished mowing the grass within 30 to 40 miles. If we want to mow more, we have to go far away."

Pharmacist Song smacked his lips and said, "We have been camping here for six days. I estimate that we will have to move camp tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

The adjutant was surprised and said, "Commander, is this true? Are we really going to move the camp?"

"Yes, we have moved to a new camp. The work we are doing now should be the turn of other regiments."

The adjutant was about to burst into tears, "Finally, I'm going to be out of this sea of ​​suffering. Commander, I worked hard to get into the Qinghe Non-commissioned Officer School and join the Zhenwei Army. No one said that they wanted me to dig toilets, shovel shit, cut grass and herd sheep."

Pharmacist Song was also full of resentment. "I didn't learn these things when I was studying at Xishan College. Well, we are finally going to escape from this sea of ​​suffering."

Pharmacist Song was very lucky in his words. As soon as he entered the camp, someone came to him and said that the commander-in-chief had called an emergency military meeting and all commanders and above would attend.

God grants our wishes!
I can finally take off the hats of shit shoveler, lawn mower and sheep herder.

Pharmacist Song was so excited that tears filled his eyes!

(End of this chapter)