The Throne Page #3

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From 800,000 tracts of land

owned by the nobles,

we can impose a land tax of

1 nyang for every 2 tracts...

Your Highness!

By law, the nobles are exempt

from military duty.

You always claim that

this is a land of noblemen.

Yet, you leave the duty of

defense to starving commoners?

The royal household shall set an example

by paying 100,000 nyang as tax

from its fisheries, salt ponds and ships.

The remaining 130,000 nyang

shall be saved by uniting five armies

for efficiency.

- What do you think?

- Your Highness...

You cannot interfere with

the military control.

Why is that?

His Majesty the King gave us a pledge

when he ascended the throne.

So their faction took the advantage and

had complete control of

the military for past 25 years.

- Corruption getting beyond control.

- How dare you!

Enough!

Your Highness, the indictment of a faction

monopolizing military control

must be uprooted.

How can segregation be tolerated

even within the military?

Your Highness, it is not segregation.

He's talking about mere social groups.

Is Joseon's army a place for your socializing?

How can there be segregation

in King's royal army?

As of today, all factional segregation

in all five armies

shall be abolished and reformed.

I order you to unify the command system

into one between His Majesty and armies.

A fair and square decision, Sire.

A fair and square decision, Sire.

Those who have relished control of

the military as a reward for

having helped the King seize the throne,

finally met their match.

You must be so proud

of your husband.

For appearance or character,

our Crown Prince surpasses the King.

We've been expecting,

so we can accept military taxes.

- However...

- I hear you.

Military control is a matter of loyalty

between us, Sire.

Enough!

Mind your attire.

Not quite like the way

you handled state affairs.

Tie your hem again.

Did you have fun making

your whimsical decisions?

That is your problem.

Why divide the court into

your side and mine?

As your son, I wanted to restore military

control back into your hands...

You think I left things as

they are because I'm ignorant?

My policy of 'Magnificent Harmony'...

You rendered my life's work

worthless in just one day.

The throne is not a place

for making decisions.

It's a place to moderate decisions

and ask who's responsible.

This is a petition by

the Governor of Hamgyeong.

For relocation of the defense camp

in Seogjin back to Gilju.

Gilju can block all nine routes

leading to six fortresses

whereas Seongjin can block

only three routes.

If we move the defense camp back to Gilju,

how can we defend Seongjin?

We can leave a reserve of soldiers.

Then, it would be advisable

to move the camp back to Gilju.

Ministry of Military, discuss

details and execute.

- As Your Highness commands.

- Wait, wait.

My decision to move the defense camp

to Seongjin was made for a reason.

If you overturn that decision,

where does that leave me?

You all trying to undermine me

behind the Prince regent?

Huh?

What do you know about

national defense?

Ever been to the northern state?

Leave the defense camp as it is

and consult with me first

on all major decisions from now.

Next.

Your Highness, Ministry of Defense borrowed

silver from the central army,

while central army is due to pay us

300 bags of rice as tax.

But central army is refusing to pay

in exchange of the silver

we must repay.

Your Highness, the Defense Minister's

claim is one-sided.

He's not returning the silver we had

for emergencies

yet, demands the rice as tax.

That is totally absurd.

How dare can they call it even

with the temporary loan of silver we used for

the Qing's envoy and the tax to our country?

Your Highness, please settle this matter.

What... should I do, Sire?

You trouble me over

such trivial matter?

Making you regent was futile.

Order the central army

to send the rice,

and the Defense Ministry to repay

the silver. What else?

As His Majesty commands.

Next.

A petition from the Governor of

the southern state, Your Highness.

They haven't had any rain

in four months

so their crops are all ruined.

Your Highness, what should we do?

The heavens didn't give rain

due to my lack of virtue as King.

Why ask the Prince?

That is not true.

It hasn't rained since

I assumed regency.

It's all due to my lack of virtue

as the Crown Prince!

Your Highness, let's go to the interrogation hall

where His Majesty presides.

You must attend the interrogation.

My Lord,

is this how regency ruling is?

You must endure it, Your Highness.

I don't want to.

Your Highness...

Is the policy of Magnificent Harmony

all about being conscious of

high officials?

How can I serve a King

who murdered his own brother?

Still babbling about that?

The rumor was judged groundless

when I ascended the throne.

If that is true,

why did Yi In-jwa rise in revolt?

Isn't it because he couldn't

acknowledge you as King?

Rip out his mouth!

Killing one man will not change

the way of this world.

How can a son of a lowly court slave

succeed Sukjong the Great?

It's not just people from Naju

who think this

but everyone in the south does.

Rip out his mouth, too.

You may be the king of dogs

in Qing China. But this is Joseon.

If you keep barking,

I will mate you with a mutt.

Your Highness,

the King seeks you.

Such abominable bastards!

I have heard more horrendous

curses than I can bear.

- Is everything well?

- Yes, Your Majesty.

Why didn't you come

to the interrogation?

Did you study?

When your father works so hard day and night...

And you call yourself my son.

Get out.

Yes, Sire.

You...

Did you write a poem to

Yi Eui-gyeong for his journey

that says that reading

is your greatest pleasure?

Yes, Your Majesty.

How can reading be

your greatest pleasure?

Not only did you deceive him,

but you deceived everyone in that region

who will read your poem and praise you.

It's because of your lies

that this rain they need

in their drought-ridden region

is pouring down here on our

sacred visit to the royal tomb!

Don't you ever pretend to be honest.

You're unworthy of paying

respects to my father's tomb.

Return to the palace!

If only I had another son...

Move it!

THE FOURTH DAY:

Water...

Bring water.

Bring water.

Water! Bring me water at once!

The moss is dry. Water it!

Your Highness!

You must breathe out slowly.

It's a boy!

I saw a blue dragon

in my dream last night.

We're going to have

a Royal Grandson!

Thank you, my dear.

I can finally face the ancestors

at the Royal Shrine.

Your Highness, let me have a fan made

from this painting

and offer it to the Grand Heir

on the day he ascends the throne.

Congratulations, madam!

You're going to have an audience

with your grandfather.

You mustn't cry, my dear.

The Grand Heir is here

to pay his respects to the King.

Not now. Take him away.

The Queen's 60th birthday is in two days.

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