Chapter 118 Raising a Great Banner
Chapter 118 Raising a Great Banner
"Huh? Isn't this promoting superstition?"
Although he didn't understand Chen Tuo's thoughts, it didn't stop Xiao Kai from characterizing his behavior according to his own understanding.
"Superstition? Brother, take some time to look at the relevant documents from the cultural and tourism departments. These are all part of traditional culture."
They used the guise of traditional culture to raise the banner of fishing, hunting, and shamanistic culture in the Xingan Mountains.
Moreover, Chen Tuo's purpose was to find a culture different from the Eight Banners of Liao and Jin, or even earlier fishing and hunting culture and shamanistic traditions.
The reason for distinguishing themselves from the Eight Banners was that they neither wanted to be coerced by them nor wanted to be criticized.
Chen Tuo has already begun planning projects such as fishing and hunting, shamanism, skiing, archery, and winter Naadam.
If hunting is banned in the future, the hunting grounds should be moved to the Far East, beyond the grasslands.
In the Inner and Outer Khingan Mountains, and the Inner and Outer Grasslands, someone is needed to act as this link.
The Solon Tripartite Trilogy, the Hezhe, the Xibe, the Buryat, and the Yakut can all become part of this link.
As he spoke, Chen Tuo's thoughts drifted back to his artwork.
Blood Wolf was not yet able to connect the various departments and form a people-oriented bond.
What's missing now is a work that's even broader and more expansive than "The Right Bank of the Ergun River".
If the current attempt can be carried out and achieve some results.
With the participation of the historical community, Chen Tuo felt he could write a book called "Both Sides of the Heilongjiang River," a comprehensive work on fishing, hunting, and shamanistic culture.
If we take 'War and Peace' as a reference, I wonder if we could write an epic masterpiece.
War and Peace is about the four noble families, but he could easily write the three Sauron trilogies and the rise and fall of other hunter tribes.
If possible, he would like to start from the late Tang and Five Dynasties period.
"Chen Zhiqing, Chen Zhiqing! What document is this? Explain yourself clearly..."
As the two were talking, Chen Tuo drifted off into his own thoughts. Xiao Kai called out to him a few times, trying to wake him up, but Wu Laowai stopped him.
Chen Tuo was left to look up at the sky, fantasizing about his epic masterpiece.
Finally, Xiao Kai, growing impatient, interrupted his thoughts.
"I'm an unregistered resident, how could I possibly find the documents for you? Go find them yourself! Make a big show of it by going through the Forestry Bureau and asking the Culture and Tourism departments!"
Impatiently brushing off Xiao Kai, Chen Tuo went back into the house, took out paper and pen, and sat down at the newly installed Russian-style writing desk.
He wrote down several titles: "Both Sides of the Heilongjiang River", "Inheritance of Five Ethnic Groups", "Wild Shouts", and "On the Black Soil".
The title seems to lack the mystique of the right bank of the Ergun River.
Chen Tuo didn't dwell on it; he simply wrote down a few ideas that had just come to mind after the title.
If you want to learn about war and peace, it's best to start from the late Tang Dynasty.
Compared to the scarcity of historical records in Russia, the heritage on the black soil is far too abundant.
If we start writing from the Xiongnu, it would be a good way to connect the various ethnic groups on both sides of the Heilongjiang River.
The three keywords, "Xiongnu," "Xianbei," and "Khitan," gave Chen Tuo the feeling that he could write about them for a lifetime.
After noting down his inspirations and thoughts with keywords, Chen Tuo got up and left the gatehouse.
"Chen Zhiqing, are you finished writing?"
Having just been dismissed by Chen Tuo's few words, Xiao Kai was so anxious that he scratched his head and cheeks.
While the two were talking, Wu Laowai, who had already finished preparing his prey, thought of his bearded father, Wu Wenlin.
The old man was just like Chen Tuo now when he was trying to whet people's appetites.
According to the old man, when telling someone's fortune, you can't just pour out everything; you have to say it in bits and pieces, and you can't explain it clearly.
As the pillar of Qingshan Village back then, Wu Wenlin, Wu Laowai's father, suffered a lot when he was young.
But after joining the gang, and even after the gang disbanded, he lived a carefree life until his death.
According to the account given later, his father, Wu Wenlin, was the Anti-Japanese United Army's best liaison in Qingshan.
However, the Anti-Japanese United Army was scattered by the Japanese, so many things are unclear.
Otherwise, Wu Laowai might have been able to enjoy a ready-made meal like Xiao Kai and Chu Maolin.
"You've got my thoughts all jumbled up; I can't seem to write anything anymore..."
Seeing Chen Tuo adopting the same air of authority as his father Wu Wenlin back in the day, Wu Laowai smacked his pipe a few times and revealed a mocking smile.
"Then think about it some more, I won't bother you anymore..."
Chen Tuo suggested going directly to the Forestry Bureau and inquiring with the cultural and tourism departments, and Xiao Kai immediately understood.
Perhaps his path to advancement truly lies in this unregistered educated youth who was sent to the countryside.
"Section Chief Xiao, about that matter we were just talking about? It's both easy and difficult to do. If you do it well now, it will get harder and harder later on. You'd better think it through!"
When it comes to his massive, epic work, Xiao Kai can't just get advice from him.
Even if they cannot be completely obedient and follow each other's orders, they still need to have a firm alliance between them.
To write about "Both Sides of the Heilongjiang River", I need a lot of historical materials.
If Chen Tuo were to search through historical records and follow the clues himself, it would probably take him more than ten or twenty years to figure out the origins and lineages of the various ethnic groups on the black soil.
Let historians provide the materials, and let archaeologists provide the artifacts.
While supplementing writing material, it also connects the origins and lineages of various ethnic groups on both sides of the Heilongjiang River.
If things can go a step further, Chen Tuo hopes this line of thought can connect the East and the West.
Thinking of this, Chen Tuo also thought of the white dragon at the Dobukur settlement.
He doesn't mind having multiple identities, whether he's on the mountain or down in the valley.
"Chen, I don't care how difficult it is for you, I just want to know where I can sit!"
"If you do well in the capital, you might not do well in the provincial capital, but doing it isn't a one- or two-year job; it's a lifelong commitment..."
Xiao Kai's purpose was clear, and Chen Tuo did not hide it.
If Xiao Kai can truly continue the fishing and hunting traditions of the three Solon tribes, it will be enough for him to move to the cultural or tourism area of the provincial capital.
If we can achieve a comprehensive approach that connects the east, west, north, and south, then "doing a good job in the capital" might mean more than just focusing on cultural and tourism sectors.
There are hunters in the Xingan Mountains and Yakuts in the Far East. From east to west, there may be several such hunter tribes, or there may be only one.
If there's only one, its impact would be immeasurable...
"Alright! Let's do it!"
When Chen Tuo spoke of his future prospects, Xiao Kai did not question him, for there were too many precedents in the torrent of history.
Involving those so-called fishing and hunting traditions and shamanistic culture is like taking shortcuts and engaging in unethical practices; the greater the risk, the greater the reward.
"Section Chief Xiao, whether we do it or not, we need Uncle Su Dao and Bai Long's approval first. If they're not willing, we can't just be enthusiastic on our own, can we?"
When Chen Tuo said this, Wu Laowai, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but laugh.
That night, although he drank too much, he remembered a lot of what Su Dao said.
Su Dao and Bai Long were absolutely willing.
Now that Chen Tuo has Xiao Kai hanging on, he'll definitely have Su Dao and Bai Long hanging on as well.
This kid is way better than Wolf King Peak, which just climbed up the mountain.
It was only then that Wu Laowai truly understood that what his father, Wu Wenlin, had passed down to him was not a story, but a skill.
If he had known he could be played like this, he wouldn't be a bachelor.
Even if he hadn't learned this skill earlier, just three years earlier, he could have charmed a young woman from the educated youth movement into having five or six children with her, just like a handsome doctor...
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