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Episode 9
~ No (Male Slave) ~
Quite the tumultuous first impression.
Are you slave hunter Lee Daegil?
Lee Daegil?!
Never heard such name before.
Do you know this woman?
Who are you?
Why are you looking for Eonnyeon?
Who sent you?
Speak...
Speak!
Speak to me!
Look, Daegil.
He was looking for Eonnyeon.
He even knew my name.
He's met his demise.
Let him go.
What's this... Did you do this?
Ahh... Eonni, did you need to go this far?
Forgive us for not granting you a proper burial.
We wish you a safe journey, and a peaceful rest.
Use that on your way to the netherworld.
Do not resent him too much.
Also... Don't come pester us in our dreams.
Let's go.
If we hesitate any longer and the authorities learn of this,
we can only incur trouble.
What are you doing?
You search a deceased man's body?
Baekho from Omok-gol in Yeoju...
If we head there, we might find Eonnyeon.
Ahh... Eonni!
What's with him?
Quick!
"Why abandon yourself in an instant's rage?"
"Why fall for an impetuous spark of fire?"
"Life is but a fleeting journey of illusion,"
"So let us not drench it in tears of regret."
"Ninano!"
"Nilliriya Nilliriya Ninano!"
"Oh! Feels good."
Orabeoni!
Where are you going? Wait for me!
Eonni!
Eonni... Hey!
- That temper of his... - At least leave the money behind!
I am Assistant Regional Commander Jang Daeseok.
I am an official operating incognito, so spare the formalities.
Can we sail out of here with celerity?
Even for an official, an edict from the local magistrate is required.
May you briefly follow us to the administration.
Fine.
You remain here.
Insolent little moppet...
Prance about saying your father's the king, while you're at it.
Even if you had kindly invited me, I wouldn't have come!
By the way, Eonni. It's only you and I now,
so don't forget that my cut will be higher than the boys'.
Have I ever been stingy with you?
Just asking for a bit more on the side.
Eonni, I love you...
Why, the other two who left for the capital went there to play?
Your Excellency.
"I dealt with Im Youngho in Chungju."
"After heading for Naju where General Shin resides,"
"I will take a boat from Mokpo."
It's a feast!
This is manna from the heavens!
Succulent meat!
Aigoo... This Gyedangju*!
*cinnamon and honey added to soju
No wonder those yangban always smell so nice, drinking this!
Seems like "a yangban's keister is never as foul as a commoner's mouth,"
that old saying was right indeed.
What's wrong with you?
What is all this?
I'll be damned...
Why come to a pavilion to hang yourselves, lowly vermin?
When the yangban find out, they'll pester us to no end.
Ahh... What are you doing?
Take... these fools down.
A moment.
Aren't these Cheon Jiho's underlings?
That's right?!
Aigoo... Just my luck...
Dongsaeng! Dongsaeng, give me some water.
Dongsaeng...
Seen the old fart next door taking a leak? What's with the wobbling?
It's murder... murder.
People were killed!
What?
And not just one... three...
Three of them?!
Aigoo... The entire capital is in tumult!
- So who was murdered? - This yangban from Seosomun,
he was shot in the head!
Shot?!
Sure, shot.
You know, with one of those rifles like the one which grazed Daegil.
Aigoo... how scary...
How could they prance about with rifles, now?
Aigoo... Tell me about it.
By the way...
Aigoo... This place will be dead for another few days?!
This is trouble.
The pot is filled to the brim with broth?!
How much have you made?
Enough to last... three-four days?
Have you gone batty?
Is this your first day on the job?
Who knew there'd be a murder?
With the holidays coming, I thought the streets would be swarming.
Aigoo... The broth will all go to waste!
Aigoo... What now...
A most precipitous demise visited Park Jinsa's gates,
what a troublous quandary.
Awaiting in fruitless lethargy shall not bring us any swift solution.
If strenuous concern is all that kindles our path,
will anyone praise our decision as unyielding fealty?
A most discerning observation.
In all bluntness, it was but a generous token of support for our state affairs.
Indeed.
Official robes will only bedeck his coffin now,
so let us not squander our benevolence in vain.
Any man of wisdom could let hindsight produce such utterances now,
but even if bedecked in official robes,
would Park Jinsa have done anything to propitiate our fealty?
Squirrelly palaver!
He would start by uttering fawning words until his tongue ran dry,
and then negate our every single behest from his haughty seat later.
Aigoo... Aigoo...
Let us find the written proof of our benevolence,
and let those words burn into oblivion.
Ahh... You scared me to death.
Here.
What's this?
That draft.
The thousand nyang.
Everything all right?
Who?
Me?!
Yes.
I can't sleep.
If I only close my eyes, it instantly comes to mind.
Stop worrying and just sleep.
I saw a person die right under my eyes...
What are you saying?
He was no "person,"
just a growling, rabid beast.
All right.
I won't let it scare me, so be careful.
Keep your tongue in check.
Ahh... That smell...
Ahh... Really! It's time for supper, why empty the latrine now?
Go deal with the latrine in the outer quarters, if you really must.
Or if you do it here, do it properly. It's all on the floor...
Don't skip meals, all right?
Are we...
going all the way to Jeju this way?
You will see open sea soon.
We will reach Wando in a moment, and board a larger boat from there.
Have you been to Jeju?
When I was a recruit of the naval forces,
I have been there briefly.
Did you spend a long time in the naval forces?
After spending two years there, and being transferred to border defense,
I finally moved to the Military Training Command.
So how did you end up in slavery?
I am no slave.
So what is all this?
You are a slave but not in slavery,
are being trailed but not running away, what does all that mean?
What should I trust and what may I ignore?
Why accompany someone you don't trust, then?
You were the one proposing we should go together.
Tell me.
What should I trust and lean onto,
in this journey I never wished to undertake?
I spent eight years in Qing territory.
The world had changed upon my return,
and the people around me even more.
My most intimate compeer...
was the one who falsely implicated me.
~ State Crops ~
Apprehend the criminal.
Evidence proving that I appropriated state crops suddenly started emerging.
The harsh questioning injured my leg,
and convinced me that demise was the only solution,
for I had no confidence I could endure a life stained by false accusations.
You have come, Your Excellency.
So you appropriated those crops and sold them at the market?
Those are false accusations.
Did those street merchants not confess they purchased rice from you?
And you believe them?
Resign yourself to confess.
Confess all your crimes in the morrow,
and beg for them to spare you.
Even if the alternative would mean perishing,
who would ever accept to live a life defined by such mendacious claims?
You must survive.
Don't let this world's mendacious gloom quell your resolve to survive.
Your Excellency...
There is a letter left by His Highness before he perished.
To me?
He told me to convey it to you, in due time.
I may not know when that time will come,
but should you not survive to see that day?
Kneel before them and implore for your life.
Be it shedding bitter tears of regret or dishonor,
even if in utter cowardice, you must survive.
It is my very last wish.
That day, our lives were spared.
I never imagined I would be branded this way.
So you plan to prove those accusations as false,
and return things as they once were?
Is that why you ran away?
There is something more important than ridding myself of slavery.
Could there be...
anything more important than that?
For, even if forced into something more harrowing than slavery,
that is something I must do.
There is nothing more harrowing than slavery.
Aigoo! Naeuri.
What are you doing here?
What is it?
Sitting down there with all this wobbling is driving this old man batty.
So, I wonder...
Care to join me for a drink?
How could there be anything to drink on a military vessel?
Ehh...
Just like brothels never serve anything other than drinks, I bet?
Shut that gob and return where you came from.
Aigoo... Naeuri.
When swept away by the punishing gales' fervor,
a drink in good company can tame the most boisterous storms.
Should that trap utter another word, you will learn what taming means.
Naeuri...
Let us have a drink.
It will easily quell your longing for the missus in Hanyang.
Is this not the garden of heaven?
Right... Let's see who'll last to see the morrow.
I'm Cheon Jiho... Cheon Jiho.
Awww... Naeuri, we've got blood here!
Ahh... It's burning.
Look at me, all feverish.
With this much burning devotion,
shouldn't one be overwhelmed by emotion and clamor for my embrace?
Ehh... Sorry little miser.
Think a few meager rolls of silk would get you under her skirt?
Meager rolls of what?
That's no average silk, it's quality fabric from the Qing!
If that's really the case, then give it a try.
Give a try, and then what?
All she does is filling your cup, and no touching goes unpunished.
That's exactly when you grab what's yours!
It's like with cows, first to hook them up gets to plow.
- Is that so... - Go ahead.
I'll take care of the older Jumo.
- Really? - Let's get going.
Ehh Ehh?! Stop drooling like a randy buffoon.
Let's show some manhood... All right?
And if you manage to taste the goods,
don't just fondle them like a slattern, but like a man...
But... Wouldn't that be a tad disgracious?
Ohh Ohh! Women need a pretty face, men some guts!
Stand straight. Walk like a man.
Here we are...
Little Jumo! Here I am...
Aigoo!
No rest for our old farts?!
What brings you here?
Ohh well, we were just... passing by. In jesting mood...
Like you wouldn't know...
Is that so?
Fine, then.
Take a seat over there and have a drink.
So... Where were we?
You took the bodies of those Cheon Jiho underlings, and went to the bureau.
Indeed!
But... lowly vermin remain that way even after they croak, that's what.
So the capital bureau commissioner gets all incensed and goes...
"You useless twats!"
Ahh... of course, he didn't tell that to me, just to the other officials.
"You useless twats, I told you to investigate Park Jinsa's murder,"
"did I ask you to barge in with some commoners' cadavers?"
That's life for you. Uh?
But what is all this about?
There's a new one croaking every day...
Ahh... Told you to stop worrying.
On my nightly rounds, I'll pay special attention...
all over the place, particularly here.
Aigoo... I hear you're quite occupied by this gisaeng as of late,
could meager plebs like us rob any of your precious time?
Start playing under a gisaeng's skirt and you'll find yourself stripped to the bone.
All they're after is your money, think they would be devoted like us?
I am a hero for the ages when it comes to that!
Think I'd let some fancy slattern grab me by the pecker and jest around?
Ohh... you sure talk the talk.
And I can still walk the walk, ten in a row and it's no problem!
Listen to this heartbeat!
It'd scare away victory drums from a battlefield.
Here.
Look at that...
And I thought the air got better without Daegil and Cheon Jiho...
Now that fool is barging in...
He did it... See?
Are you just going to sit and stare?
Tell her to serve us.
How can I?
Men need guts!
JUMooo...
jumo...
jum...ooo...
- Well done! - Just great.
- Great job. - That was truly something.
- Not bad at all. - He's good.
Our sharpshooter!
Ehh... Forget it.
Like I did anything special.
Ehh... What are you saying?
When it came to exploiting slaves, Park Jinsa was second to none.
Now he got a hole in that skull of his...
Think what you've done for us all.
Did we just fix him a new hole?
Take a look.
Aigoo...
This is a one-thousand nyang draft.
We'll exchange this and get a matchlock each.
We'll all learn how to shoot,
and go on a yangban hunting spree every night!
Exchange this?
Who?
- Whoever. - How?
However...
And how do you suppose we solve that? You should have had a plan.
If you don't get people well versed in this trade to exchange it,
forget the thousand nyang, you won't make even one.
So we need a middle man to exchange that draft?
Ahh... We sure do.
That's why I found ourselves one.
Gi Yoon.
Are you out there?
How are we faring?
Bring me at least twenty nyang each.
Think you can just shrug me off like that?!
I could pierce your dirty skull into oblivion, you know?
So you think of demise first, when survival is awaiting out there?
Wait, you...
Aren't you that scummy conman?
And you are?
You conman, still have the guts to show yourself around?
Dialogue, dialogue.
Scum like him need to be shot in the head!
For what, a few pennies? You miserable dastard.
- Let go! - Just talk, will you?
Keep yapping like that and we'll have a crowd waiting outside here.
Will you keep quiet?
Are you even thinking or what?
- Let go! - That temper...
Are they out of their mind? I knew this would happen...
So that's what happened?
Wretched twat.
He has the guts to con fellow runaway slaves.
- Is that true? - So think how terrible it must have been,
if an epitome of honesty like myself was forced to do that.
Right, I'm sure...
Let bygones be bygones.
He'll do well. During his days as a government slave,
this fella here knew no peer when it came to exchanging drafts.
He must.
Or he'll find himself a nice little hole in between the eyes.
- Is this the draft? - Right. Take a good look.
We will use all those funds for our endeavors.
Quite complicated.
It's practically worth shit, methinks?
Shi...
So what, now, a thousand-nyang draft becomes rags we can wipe us with?
The Minister of the Board of Punishments signed it,
while the funds are to be provided by a merchant group.
This is just...
What are you saying?
Why, can't connect the dots?
The moment you cash this through the merchant group,
the minister will know right away.
This will bring you straight to the capital bureau as the culprits.
Aww... That's out of the question.
Listen, find us a way, will you?
There is indeed one way...
Are you scheming something again?
Forget it.
What's wrong with you?
I said forget it!
Don't we all know each other here?
Stop yapping that trap.
There is only one way we can cash a draft like this.
It will have to change hands up and down the peninsula a few times.
Once it goes from this to that hand, nobody will know its provenience,
and only the last fool to cash it will bear the grunt.
Of course it will hack its value as well.
- Ha...Hac... - Uh? By how much?
Who knows...
If we're lucky, we could make about half?
Is that all?
Why, five hundred nyang seems nothing?
It's only that much because I got my hands on it!
Don't try any of your usual shenanigans.
There's always a matchlock aiming at your noggin.
Forget it, I'm out.
- No way, I'm out. - I told you, that temper...
Hey...
Let me ask you something.
You're clever, so you'll know.
Know what?
Can you join forces with a slimy conman to do something noble?
What?
How could our cause be just if we use cunning dastards like him to accomplish it?
What's wrong with you?
How does it feel?
Let go!
See?
When you want to do it, do it. Then you let them go.
"Should I do it or not? Let them go, or not?"
Stop hesitating.
You're not going to tell me?
Where are you going without General Orabeoni and Wangson?
This is boring.
Mind where you lay to rest at night, you wench.
Anywhere I can rest will be my quarters,
and wherever I can hunker down can be my latrine.
Says the moth's buttocks, sticking to every nook and corner.
This life is not too bad?!
You get three square meals a day,
maunder the entire peninsula.
And does anyone pester you with levies or protection money?
Should I just join your trade, while I'm here?
Don't say anything you'll regret...
Is this anything anyone should do for a living?
So why do it?
Because I must find them.
Find all the slaves who betrayed the hand that fed them,
and return things to what they once were.
So you're looking for that woman, after all.
Sleep.
It's that, right?
I can battle it out with anyone when it comes to sixth sense.
Enough with the prattling and sleep.
Still, I envy you. At least you have someone to look for.
Everyone lives looking for or awaiting someone.
But all I do is eat breakfast, wait for lunch,
eat lunch and wait for supper.
How enviable is that?
Living day by day with nary a concern in mind,
there is no better way.
- Is eating all that people need? - She never lets you win one, does she?!
What you can't do by the fist, you can try by the tongue.
What became of my life?!
Why?
And what would talking about it change?
I have plenty of vicissitudes myself.
Orabeoni...
Let's eat.
You have awakened?
Take this.
It warmed me up all night.
Eonni.
Here you go.
If he leaves without telling us anything, what are we supposed to do?
We'll just meet somewhere along the way.
But what could this Eonnyeon mean to him, to always act that way?
Are her charms that disarming?
Give me some more.
Don't stuff yourself.
When it comes to women,
the best have a Hanyang inflection, Pyeongyang face, and Gangwon skin.
Will just be another flight of fancy, as always.
As if it was the first time...
Tell me about it! We should have gone to Jeju.
Not meeting her would be all the better.
What the hell is this? I'm so hungry I could burst.
Go around the premises and ask where swordsman Baekho lives.
Why should I?
If I ask around, rumors will spread and he will flee.
All right.
- Is that all I need to find out? - Find where Baekho lodges,
and whether a slave named Keunnom lives there,
whether he has a sister named Eonnyeon, and whether...
she joined anyone in conjugal ties.
- If she does have a spouse, what... - But...
Can't I just find out where this Baekho lives?
- Fine. - Don't worry and just wait.
- No need to remind you that I... - Stop prattling and get going.
By the way, Orabeoni.
You're not sending me there and running away behind my back, right?
Get going.
Abandon me again and I won't forgive you!
I might not trust any man,
but you know that I do trust you, right?
Just go.
You know what a woman trusting a man really means?
Go.
See?
Told you to take it easy with that.
It's because we ate them raw...
Think it was because we had too many?
As if it was going smoothly over there...
Hand me some tissue.
This paper sure smells fine, doesn't it?
Makes me even hungrier.
What's wrong?
Give it to me.
The hell? Don't be nasty...
Let go. It's all we have left.
Eon... Eonni... No...
Oh my...
What now?
Eonni!
Eonni!!
Ahh... What the...
Aigoo... Smell this...
Ahh... Eonni!!
Eww... So nasty.
Oh?! Look.
I can see it.
Secret edits done this way are only used by the military.
What does it say?
"Should the leading beacon fail to kindle it,
darkness will be brought upon the Maitreya."
"So what will we answer heaven's mandate,
and open the gates of a new world with?"
Ahhh!
So what is it saying?
We'll have to hasten and meet Daegil.
We may be able to find Song Taeha.
A Qing delegation is on its way.
Their negligence had lasted long enough,
it is natural they would come.
But, this time the delegation is led by General Ingguldai.
And why would you be concerned?
It's not the first delegation you receive, is it?
General Ingguldai was a close confidant of Crown Prince Sohyeon!
He certainly will clamor to meet the Royal Successor in Jeju...
It is a most worrisome quandary.
How can you last in politics, if every change brings a daunting quandary?
Might still be a Qing envoy, but he cannot interfere with Joseon procedure.
But he still could use his position to make exacting demands!
I am sure he will.
Then...
Wouldn't the same exacting demands escalate...
the debate concerning a possible northern campaign?
And that is why you are gathering all those water ox horns,
so never you worry about Jeju.
Proceed as instructed.
Yes.
- Here! Your bets! - Wait! Wait...
~ Jeju ~
Eight! All mine...
Too bad...
Take a look, nine and it's all mine!
How the hell do you manage to do it every time?
Give me a tip.
You could buy a dozen horses with all the tips I gave you.
You should know when to stop.
Don't be too generous, will you?
- Ohh... You'll scare me to death. - Ahh... Listen to you.
What's with the surprised look?
Keep gambling instead of fulfilling your duties, will you?
Listen, there will be a ship coming by today.
Let us flee together to the mainland.
I told you I'll make you bask in luxury! You just follow me.
Got it?
You useless twerp...
Temper...
Shut that trap. Let's start!
Ahh... Naeuri.
Let us enjoy the sights as we go, no need to rush.
- Here... Your bets. - What is it, another inspection?
I had taken a liking to you. Forgive me.
Look...
What are you trying to do?
What are you doing?
Those are quite the frantic steps.
What's with all the walking?
We have no time to squander.
Let us just go, uh?
I said let's go!
Is anyone there?
Help me!
- Help me! - Naeuri!
Your Highness!
They can't be far.
Hasten on their trail, and if you find a man carrying a child,
make a signal immediately.
Just trailing them without any rhyme or reason...
sounds like breaching our deal?!
Well said, Mandeuk.
Afraid we'll need another two hundred nyang on top.
Defy my orders and you shall perish.
Will you still refuse to go?
Eonni...
Help... me...
Will you get moving or not?
Let me see now,
what kind of traces you've left behind.
Did you not contact each other?
You're headed north.
Your Highness!
Your Highness...
Your Highness!
Your Highness...
Your Highness.
Your Highness...
Your Highness.
How did it go?
Found out?
How do you think it went?
Enough with the shenanigans and speak!
I found it, why?
I asked where this swordsman called Baekho lived,
and they directed me to some yangban abode?!
Yangban?!
Yes, seems like it's the most renowned yangban clan in the area.
Seems like this Kim Seonghwan fella has quite the repute.
Kim Seonghwan...
If you take the main street and turn left,
you'll find a zelkova tree, and it's the fourth abode behind that.
- Keep an eye on the horses. - No way.
Just listen!
Do you even realize how you look now?
Just like someone about to commit something serious.
I'll be back in a moment, kiddo.
Check the horses.
Naeuri.
What happened here?
The blood has started drying.
Some time has passed.
Naeuri.
Let us hasten out of here.
- Should anyone come... - One of my men was here.
No matter how urgent the situation, he must have left a sign.
Naeuri...
~ Jang ~
I found it.
Jang of carving...
Bi of dagger...
~ Jang + Bi = Buk (North) ~
Put together, it means north.
Is this your doing?
Surround him!
Let me ask you something.
Is this where swordsman Baekho lives?
Mother!
Is anyone here?
Mother! Keunnom!
Mother!
Is anyone here?
Keunnom...
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Will the world change if that happens?
It must.
A murderer from Hanyang has come to harm His Highness.
- How am I supposed to believe that? - You still can't trust me?
- Exactly! - What brings you here?
Leave the Royal Successor with me, and accept your demise.
Go by yourself.
I do not wish to hamper what you're about to do.
It might not be in luxury, but I'll honor your death.
She already has married.
With Song Taeha.
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