The King and the Clown Page #4

the previous King...

A show must suit the occasion

that calls for one.

The law covers such

trivial matters as well?

It does, Your Majesty.

If Your Majesty insists

on keeping them here...

There will be protest

upon protest.

This cannot be allowed,

Your Majesty.

May Your Majesty reconsider.

Cheo-seon! Am I King or not?

Am I still King when my dead father

still rules, huh?

Your Majesty, calm yourself.

The prudent hunter treads

silently to capture the prey.

So, the ministers want us out?

But the King told us to stay.

Wasn't that by a Royal order?

They see you as vermin,

to be gotten rid of

as soon as possible.

Had I known that the King was

so powerless...

I would not have bothered

to mock him!

So he laughed once, and now

you think you own the world.

Tell him, thanks for the snack.

You had the guts

to lampoon the King.

So why not the ministers?

So we're allowed to

satirize them too?

Then help me set up an audition

for more minstrels.

Clothes define the man!

Ladies! Get in line!

Are we to make fun

of the ministers

or make them laugh?

Both.

We fooled with the King

and he laughed, right?

So if we fool with the ministers,

they'll laugh too.

I see.

But Captain, those ministers are

just dying to kick us out.

What if we get into

trouble later?

So we need to find

the best minstrels

and put on a show

to blow them away.

Right, Captain?

Are you done?

Wow, your writing looks

exactly like Gong-gil's!

Yeah!

I learned to write by

imitating his style, that's why.

Minstrels Audition.

You're the man when

it comes to imitating!

Copy this and go paste them

all over town.

Now copy it exactly.

What?

What's so funny?

It's just that...

minstrels don't know how to read!

Captain, trust me on this.

Minstrels Audition

at the Royal Palace.

Come on in, fellahs.

What's going on?

Hee haw!

Over the lovely...

Here, my love!

Next up is Choi from Pyong-yang!

Break a leg!

Hee haw!

Yessiree!

Sir, it is I.

Do I know thee?

I heard word about a vacant post.

'Tis for thee.

It's a turtle of gold.

Put it away!

As I cannot...

'Tis nothing, I swear.

I say, I cannot accept!

'Tis but a piss-colored metal!

Is thy heart immovable?

Indeed, as a mountain!

Truly? Verily not?

May Heaven fall asunder! No!

You're a tough nut to crack!

Fine, then!

Hey, your technique is

too crude!

I must return home

but I am broke.

So, take it for a nickel.

In that case...

I'll buy two.

Sir, about my husband...

Madam, not in this manner.

It's all I have, sir.

Please, no, no...

This will bring only trouble.

Sir, it's a token of my esteem.

What dost thou take me for?

Such firmness!

Just as I've been told.

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