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[Episode 6] Come on.
This is him. I got him.
Give me the belt.
Huh?
You stole it.
You know what that is?
Stole it?
I was chasing after him to give it back.
Tell him. Was I chasing the Prince or wasn't I?
You kept saying "Your Highness, Your Highness."
Hear that?
I ended up paying his drink bill.
He runs out on his bill and you call ME a thief?
So that's it.
All right. Just give me the belt.
No.
I've been insulted enough.
Send for him.
He can pay me what he owes and apologize
Uh, look here.
He can't have it till I have my apology.
Well? Go get Prince Kwanghae.
Since he's unavailable, allow me to apologize and settle his bill on his behalf.
You're as bad as him.
It can't be easy cleaning up his messes.
Right, you're absolutely right.
Now about that belt.
Look, it's not that I won't return it.
I thought I would go to the palace, wait outside...
You needn't bother.
I came here to find out how I could reach him.
Oh, then it works out. Now then.
Except that...
...well...
It was stolen.
Huh?
You! It was what? Stolen?
So you don't have it?
Who was it? Who has it?
I'm the victim here. Why are you yelling?
You should have said you didn't have it.
'Settle the bill, apologize.'
Acting like you had it...
How dare you try to pull a fast one.
A fast one? You can't say that.
You!
Ah, not here.
If you're not drinking, take it outside.
We have guests.
Hmph.
Argh.
Lead the way.
To where?
You saw the thief.
You think I'm here cause I like you?
My lord, I don't have that kind of time.
I want to catch him and get my money, more than you.
I have to get medicine to my master.
So catch him yourself.
Nuh-uh.
I'm supposed to believe that it was stolen?
You were the last one to have it.
We'll let the police clear it up.
My lord.
Well?
Fine. Since it's a last request.
I'll help you.
Maybe this way...
Oh, my shoe's falling apart!
What now? I can't walk.
Ah, look, my shoe fell apart.
What now?
This and this and this and this, I'll try them all.
Right away.
Let's see now.
Too big.
This is, too.
Is that all?
Move it along.
Pricey ones.
Not these.
Ah, just right.
How much?
Five coins.
- Oh, five. - Yes/
I'll settle up when we catch the thief.
Now pay the man.
Time's a-wasting.
Oh, fits well.
Let's go.
Right.
Enjoy.
You're sure this is the place?
Ma'am, more beef.
Coming.
As if that helps?
I need energy for the little grey cells. Be patient.
Let's see, he stole the belt...
...he stole the belt...
Nope. Need more energy.
C'mon, you have some, too.
We can only move when I remember.
Any later and the master will worry.
Please.
No thanks.
Uh, Ma'am! My tummy, my tummy! Outhouse, quick!
Is it bad?
Yeah! You kidding?
My tum-tum, I'm dyin' here.
Uh-oh, here I go!
What the..?
Whew, full tummy, new shoes.
Now for the herbalist. Where is it?
My lord.
You're just in time.
Uh, I saw him go that way.
- That way... - I don't trust you.
Okay, now, Where exactly?
There.
There. Lead the way.
Right.
Your payment has been already been delivered.
How did you know I got it?
I told you I trust you.
Hwalyong, get Makson.
It's time we collected our blue pigment for the porcelain glaze.
I'll go, ma'am.
They're a rough crowd.
If you go, they'll get out of line.
Stay here.
This is my negotiation.
Let me finish it.
Why go when she said it will be rough?
How can I earn respect if I avoid it?
If you're worried...
...come with me.
Don't worry.
This is mine to do.
What do you mean no?
You've been paid.
Yeah, well, there's freight and storage.
Or didn't you hear me?
That's on your end. You made a deal.
Now give me the pigment.
Mouthy little...
You think you're some great lady?
Hey, give me a hand.
- Sure. - Sure.
Taedo, don't. I'll deal with this.
You know what this is?
A record of all the goods you've embezzled.
Now you've been paid.
Have our pigment delivered within the hour.
Threaten me again and I won't let you off so easy.
Understood?
You all right?
Do I look all right to you?
You're shaking.
Come on.
Do you know where you're going?
Where thieves go.
Where it's dark, secret and out of sight.
Eat quietly, wouldja? You constantly eat.
And you just ate.
Hello. We're looking for someone.
Help us and this guy will pay you well.
Sure. Who you lookin' for?
Well...
Kinda lanky in a good way.
Light-skinned, dark eyebrows, piercing eyes, strong nose.
In other words, tall and gorgeous.
Now I'm the thief?
The spitting image anyway.
He's a little cuter, but close enough.
You favor the thief?
I just call 'em as I see 'em.
So we can catch him.
Hey, you two fight it out.
We haven't seen him. Go away.
- Come on. - Right.
Have you even seen him?
Cause I doubt you're above selling it yourself and making up the rest.
What is it?
We're being followed.
Hang on.
This is bad.
Get ready to fight.
Fight?
Just go. Now.
Huh?
Boys.
What the..?
Wait.
I'm sorry!
Boys, beat it!
You! Hold it!
Hold it right there!
A shame you weren't alone.
Can you get up?
Argh, I'm fine.
I'm a boy. This is nothing.
What was that all about?
I could run off and leave you.
I saved your life, my lord.
True. If you had hit my head I probably would have died.
How can I ever repay you?
Forget it. I was taught we're in this life together.
Uh-huh.
Oh, my lord!
I said go. Don't follow me.
The rank belt. Suppose it's missing?
Now you ask.
If it's gone, it will be an insult to the entire court.
Really?
Shh.
This won't do.
We have to fix this. You can count on me.
What are you doing?
Tying us together.
Hey! Forget it.
Why?
Let's see, he'll go to a courtesan house after he sells it...
No...
First he'll sell it, so we'll go find the local fences.
Oh! My lord, can you wait a minute?
I need to get my master's herbs.
Oh, sure. There's no rush.
Have him look at your hand, too.
This is nothing. I just need the medicine.
Oh, sure.
I'll hurry.
- My lord. - Hm?
- I'll be right back. - Great.
Something for a cold, please.
A summer cold.
- Wait here. - Yes, sir.
Do you have anything for sore knees?
Of course.
That, too, please.
My lord.
Where did he...?
My lord. My lord.
'Punwon Kiln Handyman. Must be strong and stout.'
That's me. Times are tough, should I apply?
I hear it's the worst job in town.
If you can make artisan you're set, but it's no picnic.
Artisan? Easier said than done.
One out of a hundred, a thousand, if that.
I'm my father's daughter.
If I become the finest artisan in all the land...
...will you apologize then?
You?
Your Highness, how may I be of service?
There's something I need.
There is no better house for finding precious goods.
You are too kind, Your Highness.
But if you're after the rank belt...
...you're too late.
How did you know?
I'll be candid.
I was commissioned to find it.
I did as requested. Now the belt is out of my hands.
What? Who was it? Who has it now?
Please pardon me.
That is confidential.
You think a prince of the royal house can't get it out of you?
You'll talk in the end. Save yourself the trouble.
I'm a simple merchant, but I have my principles.
Take my head if you must, but I will not reveal my client.
Your reputation is no lie.
Forgive me, Your Highness.
It just occurred to me.
What will your buyer do with it?
In keeping your silence, there's no telling whose side he's on.
Not bad.
No luck?
The courtesans wouldn't give it back?
So don't be stingy. Settle the bill and be done.
Kwanghae. Where are you going?
You can't appear in court without the belt.
What else can I do?
Lay low.
I'll tell His Majesty you're sick.
Father can't complain if you've got the running trots.
Buy some time.
Get out of this first.
I have an idea.
Go on.
I'll go to the House of Autumn.
You didn't have any luck. I'll get it.
If...
...you pay my bill...
Idiot.
Sire, forgive my saying this.
But your gracious gift was found in filthy place.
The dignity of the throne has been dragged through the mud.
It must never happen again.
My gracious gift?
What gift?
This..?
The belt of rank you graciously granted Prince Kwanghae?
A filthy place? Where exactly?
Speak. Where was it?
I dare not name it in front of Your Majesty.
Please, Sire.
Kwanghae, explain yourself.
What is this filthy place?
And how did this get there?
Sire, I make no excuses.
I failed to safeguard the honor you did me.
I submit to your good justice.
With this belt I named you Controller General.
Your cavalier treatment of this...
...shows disdain for that appointment.
No. Never, Sire.
Enough!
You said you would submit to my justice.
Sinsong.
I appoint you Controller General.
Your Majesty, that is Kwanghae's post.
A position he lost.
Kwanghae.
You will serve under Sinsong as an administrator.
Sire, please.
Reconsider.
It is done.
His Majesty placed Kwanghae under my son?
Yes, Your Majesty.
Surely this means he is warming to the young prince.
Congratulations, Sinsong.
I hate this.
Kwanghae under me? Me the Controller General?
What will I do in such a position?
Now, now.
What do you think?
Don't do a thing.
Leave the Kiln to Lord Yi.
The minister here can do the rest.
Just so, Your Highness.
You have Her Majesty and myself to assist you.
You have nothing to worry about.
It's enough to hold the position.
Successes will do you credit.
Failures will fall on Kwanghae.
You need only hold your post.
His Majesty really lost it.
Placing you under Sinsong?
That's worse than packing you off to a regional office.
I have to take it in good humor.
Use me.
Go tell Father that you can't serve under Sinsong.
'Appoint my older brother instead!' Tell him that.
As Controller General, I'll look after you.
It's all right, I don't mind.
Yep. We'll see how this all pans out.
You'll be sorry you didn't listen to me!
I'm glad we met. I wanted a word with you.
I'm sorry I haven't paid my respects.
No, not at all.
The Kiln and the courtesans keep you busy.
I understand that.
Men enjoy beauty, it's only natural.
His Majesty may have been too harsh.
Sinsong is quite upset by all this.
Please be kind to him.
I apologize for the trouble.
I brought this on myself.
Rather than stumble around in the dark...
...I should have come straight to you.
I'll think of you first if I have any more trouble.
I will come straight to you.
Have a nice trip?
Master.
Where have you been?
I got a good price at the House of Autumn, like you said.
But the money...
...was stolen?
I'm sorry.
About what I'd expect.
But I got your medicine.
Fuss at me all you want after you take it.
A list of the artisans. And various duties.
Separated by clay, wood and glaze.
It should help, sir.
You're my older brother. Don't call me 'sir'.
We're at work.
The Administrator must respect the Controller General.
You'll have to get used to it.
I suppose, but not when we're alone.
Fair enough.
But not in front of others.
I'm afraid.
Afraid of doing poorly, of disappointing Father,
...and of hurting you.
The ones you need to fear are here at the Kiln.
They'll all want something and that should worry you.
I'll help all I can, as an administrator and a brother.
Let's do our best.
Thank you, brother.
They're all waiting. Shall we?
As of today Prince Sinsong is Controller General.
The Punwon Kiln is under him.
Serve His Highness well.
I am relying on you.
Congratulations.
Yi Kangchon's day has come. The Age of Yi.
What goes up must come down.
Eventually.
Down? Down, he says.
When he goes down his son Yukdo goes up.
Same difference.
True.
I have to impress Lord Yi.
That's it.
From now on, whatever anyone says, I'm Yi Yukdo's man.
Artisan Yi, may I help you?
These are from the Ministry of Art. There's no comparison.
No thought of proportion or suitability.
We slap on any old paint and this is what we get.
Is there no way we can get blue dye for the glaze?
As things are over there, it won't be easy...
No.
I'll look into it.
You want it, you got it.
Leave. I have nothing to say to you.
This is a misunderstanding.
There's nothing wrong with the pigment we acquired.
Are you blind?
You watered down the pigment to stretch it out.
We agreed to deliver the finest pigment.
If we failed, I accept the blame.
My lord.
It will never happen again.
I hope in the future...
Too late.
I will never deal with your house again.
How could you not check the dye?
I'm sorry, ma'am. I should be punished.
Punishment isn't the issue here.
If we don't change Lord Yi's mind...
...our house is finished.
How does it feel now that Kwanghae has been dealt with?
You've done what I should have long ago.
I don't know what to say.
Not at all, we're in this together.
The House of Son helped.
See that she's taken care of.
I may have to change vendors.
What for?
There's a problem with her pigment.
Is there?
She is only a woman, after all.
We may work with her again, but she needs to be taken down a peg.
Leave it to me. Just look the other way.
I will apologize to Lord Yi tomorrow.
He won't care about that.
Find his weakness.
What is any parent's weakness?
His son.
You mean Yi Yukdo?
Win him over. Can you do that?
Ma'am?
I know you fancy someone.
Ma'am.
Tomorrow will decide...
...whether you're to be my successor...
...or another housewife.
Master, that's to help with your shoulders.
Then why put it in a wine bottle?
You won't take it otherwise, what else can I do?
Wha..?
These here are good for colds.
And these are for upset stomach.
It's all written down here.
These are your winter clothes.
And these are for summer.
You're really leaving.
Uh, Master.
To be the finest artisan in the land, I need to go to Punwon Kiln.
You're still ignorant.
Items people can actually use are more beautiful...
...than anything from Punwon.
I taught you that.
Is that so different from being the best?
If I'm the finest in the land, I can learn why my father died.
I can clear his name of the taint of treason, Master.
Answer me.
I'm not entirely ignorant.
Making things for the locals is fine, as far as it goes.
I'd like to try my hand at finery for the nobles.
With your permission.
Get out of my sight. Go.
She's growing up.
How can I let her go?
They used to be too big. Now they fit.
Who are you?
Get him!
Oh my. Oh my.
Jung, the man who killed your father has a scar on his shoulder.
I'm going to find him.
Jung... Jung...
Jung...
Jung?
Yes, Master. My name is Jung.
Jung isn't a boy's name.
From now on your name is Taepyong.
Sir?
Taepyong. It means peace.
Don't rush, don't fret, be at peace.
Don't skip meals while I'm away.
Kids today...
Are you crying?
Of course. I'm free again after all these years.
What's not to cry?
Now go.
Father.
You're probably saying, "Ah, here's my little girl," huh?
My name isn't Jung now, it's Taepyong.
Yu Taepyong.
I wasn't going to come be back until I became an artisan.
But I miss you so, so, so... so...
...so much.
I'm not crying. I'm looking at you.
Father, I'll be an artisan.
Don't worry about me, be happy with Mom, all right?
I'm off Punwon now.
I won't be back.
Taedo will come to see you, all right?
That one?
Excuse me, which way to the Punwon Kiln?
To be a handyman?
They're headed that way.
You can follow them.
Competitors.
May I help you?
You chased us off before, huh?
Stay back, stay back.
If you don't, I'll...
Stay back!
Wait, give me that.
Not that.
Give it back, give it back.
Let's go.
Give it back, give it back.
Give it back! Give it back!
You!
Give it back...
Should be something good.
Let's see.
Hard work.
What? Nothing?
Here I thought we struck gold.
Look, look.
Got it, now we're talkin'.
Bet it's pricey. What is it?
Sandals?
Just my luck.
What now?
Hey, I'm in no mood, see?
So you just...
Go.
Right. Going. C'mon.
Sorry. Guys...
Where are ya? Wait for me! Sorry...
Who are you? Why do you have this?
Sir, this came for you.
From who?
Some bearers dropped it off.
I hope I didn't waste your time.
Artisan Yi?
You sent the pigment?
She's waiting.
This is your favorite spot for landscapes, I believe?
If we were to meet, I wanted it to be here.
Now this belongs to you.
Blue dye for porcelain glaze?
Yes, my lord.
Straight from traders in the Western Ming.
Not even the Ming envoys have dye like this.
But why does it belong to me?
Who better to know its value and make use of it?
Use it well so I may soon have the joy of seeing your work.
He took the dye?
Yes. How could he resist?
He'll write to you in a day or two.
Before that he will want to find out who I am.
You gave him Ming dye. He's not likely to care.
Don't worry. He will definitely come calling.
Artisan Yi, I've looked everywhere.
The Ministry of Art had a fit, too.
Hello?
Helloooo...
Wha...? Ugh...
Taedo's sandals were in my pack.
I wanted to show him how they fit me now.
Out of the sun, out of the wind...
...I kept them just so.
For whenever I missed him.
For special.
I'm sorry, Taedo.
I'm sorry.
Translated by D. Bannon Subtitles provided by MBC
Who owns these sandals?
I do.
Who are you?
Taepyong, that's me.
You think Punwon is for just anyone?
You must pass my test.
I remember you very well.
I can get you into the Kiln.
You will not be disappointed.
My name is Jung.
I... I...
Are you Prince Kwanghae?
Let me know before choosing a prince.
We need the Ming envoy on our side.
Lord Yi prepared this.
You dare steal from here?
Prince Kwanghae asked me to.
I want him caught!