A girl clamoring to go to a okiya is a strange thing even in Japan.
The third prince looked at Bai Rou in surprise and said nothing.
Bai Rou looked at her brother expectantly.
Bai Song was also very surprised. When did Bai Rou become interested in these things?
For some reason, Bai Song suddenly thought of this possibility.
My sister doesn't like any man. Will she be interested in women like you in the future?
Bai Rou noticed her brother's strange eyes and felt a little strange: "Brother, why are you looking at me like this?"
"Bairou, actually there is nothing interesting to see in the okiya. Why not go and see the Japanese Bushido..."
"Didn't you hate the Japanese warriors the most before? What's so good about that? Don't forget, the purpose of our coming here is to promote the songs and dances of the Tang Dynasty. Bai Feng and A Ling are both waiting in the villa. We shouldn't
First of all, why don’t you go see what a Japanese art museum looks like?”
These words gave Bai Song a wake-up call. It seemed that going to the art museum first to see the world was something he had to do.
With his goal in mind, Bai Song asked the third prince: "Where is the best okiya in Kyoto?"
The third prince was once a famous dandy in Kyoto, and he should be very familiar with places like the geisha. It’s just that Bai left Kyoto for a long time and didn’t know much about the changes in the geisha in Kyoto. As for the most famous geisha in Kyoto now, he didn’t know much about it.
I heard that the most famous okiya is called Hanamachi.
"This Hanamachi has a history of hundreds of years and has always been the most famous okiya in Kyoto. When it comes to going to okiya, the first choice is naturally there."
This is what Cheng Guang is interested in. He can't help but get excited when talking about these things.
The location is not far from the Villa where we are temporarily staying, and it only takes the three of us a quarter of an hour to walk there.
In fact, the art hall here is essentially the same as the flower house in the Tang Dynasty, but there are some differences in the form of expression.
The Hualou girls of the Tang Dynasty dressed up in fancy clothes, and their approach to soliciting customers was also very direct, throwing themselves into their arms and trying their best to please.
The Japanese okiya are mainly reserved. There are not so many warm girls greeting them at the door. The store is not so brightly decorated in red and purple, making it very obscure. It just hangs a few red lanterns in front of the store and the door curtain is made of blue cloth.
Covered, there are only simple white flowers on it, and occasionally light can be seen through the gaps in the curtains.
At the door, there is only a woman wearing traditional Japanese clothes, kneeling beside her, playing a unique harp. When she sees someone coming, she will smile and nod.
In terms of appearance and first contact, the Japanese geisha will give people the feeling that everyone is a Qinghuan, and they are more disciplined and conservative than the Qinghuan in the Tang Dynasty.
After Bai and Song entered the art hall, they only met a few girls from the art hall. They all shyly avoided their faces, then bowed and waited for the guests to leave first.
Bai Rou was surprised and couldn't help but exclaim: "Wow, are all the Japanese geishas so polite? They are all like other girls. They won't touch me easily."
Bai Song patted Bai Rou on the head: "Don't worship foreigners here, you don't understand at all. These women seem to be well behaved at the moment, but when they actually go to bed with men, they know more tricks than anyone else.
The politeness and avoidance at this moment are just their flirting tactics. As a girl, why are you paying attention to them?"
"Really?" Bai Rou scratched her head in confusion, "Brother knows so clearly, could it be that he has been here before? No, my brother and I have been together since childhood. Except for the past few years, I don't know where he has been."
Bai Song did not explain. When he arrived in the hall of the okiya, a girl in kimono came to greet him.
The girl spoke Japanese and was communicating with the third prince.
Bai Song stood at the corner and observed. The hall of the geisha was not big. In the middle was a rockery garden with small goldfish. The shape was very exquisite. The guests were sitting around the garden and watching the geisha playing and singing on the stage in front.
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"Why is the most famous okiya in Kyoto so stingy?" Bai Rou pouted.
Not long after the words were spoken, Bai Rou's face turned red because there were some humming sounds coming from the next room. Although she couldn't see it, the older girl understood it.
The structure of the okiya is mostly small cubicles, all with push-pull wooden doors, with a uniform shape, like a maze.
Bai Song looked around and the third prince arrived and asked, "Does your sister want a girl?"
Bai Song was stunned for a moment, with a trace of anger flashing in his eyes.
The third prince thought there was something wrong with the title, so he quickly changed his mind and said, "Auntie, do you want a girl too?"
Bairou's face was as hot as fire, and she wanted to tear this man's hair off.
Bai Song raised his hand and wanted to slap him, but he still held back: "What kind of girl does a woman want?"
"It's okay, there are geishas here who specialize in serving women."
When Bai Rou heard this, she started to sweat. She thought to herself, what the hell kind of place is Japan?
Bai Song said solemnly: "She will stay by my side from now on!"
"oh."
The third prince responded and went to communicate with the Japanese woman again.
Soon, the third prince had reached an agreement with the girl from the gym. The girl led the way and took the three of them to an empty cubicle.
There was nothing in the cubicle except mats and cushions. The third prince asked the two of them to kneel on the mats, saying that the girl would be here soon.
Bai Rou knelt down like the Japanese. At first she thought it was interesting and wanted to take a look, but she was still a little cautious in a place like this, especially when she heard the vague breathing sounds from all directions.
No matter how thick-skinned the girl is, she can't stand it.
Bai Song was much more relaxed. He sat down on the mat with his arms and legs crossed, leaning against the wooden wall. He felt that this posture was very uncomfortable.
The third prince looked at Bai Song's posture and reminded: "In Japan, kneeling is a kind of etiquette."
"What do you care about me? What kind of etiquette did you pay attention to when you were in the Tang Dynasty? If a man has gold under his knees, he will only kneel down to the king of heaven and earth."
Bai Song retorted impatiently. The third prince had lost his temper in front of Bai Song. Hearing what Bai Song said, he had no choice but to shut up honestly.
After finishing speaking, the door to the room opened, and a girl in kimono came in holding a harp, her head lowered, a little reserved, her figure petite and pretty, but her breasts were a little smaller.
But when he looked up, he saw a white face that made Bai Song feel uncomfortable.
Bai Song immediately said to the third prince: "Hurry up and tell her to wash her face."
"this……"
"What the hell, hurry up, I feel uncomfortable looking at the white noodles."
The third prince hurriedly communicated. It was obviously the first time for the other party to hear such a request. After hesitation, he quietly left to wash his face.
After a while, the girl came back after washing her face.
Bai Song saw the face clearly this time, and suddenly felt that it looked familiar?
