Dragon Lord (龍少爺)

Morning... Morning...

C'mon, catch!

Got 50 points!

The elder master's waking up!

Young Master, hurry up! I'll hold onto that.

- Good morning, Dad. - Continue practising.

All done, Dad!

Elder Master, you may wash your face now.

Lung?

- You're finished already? - Not yet! There's still the blade.

Young Master.

Show off the Seven Star Blade.

Seven Star Blade!

Gathering my qi...

All yours.

- Young Master? He's coming... - Give it back.

Lung?! Finished again?!

This Seven Star Blade of mine is completed in a flash.

It's really quick!

Teacher, come this way, please.

- You're full already...? - I'm full!

- Esteemed Sir. - Good morning, teacher.

The weather is very good today. Have your lessons here.

How are Lung's studies coming along?

Very well indeed. You can test him at any time, Esteemed Sir.

I'm all prepared. You can test me whenever, Dad.

I have some errands to run. Please, have some breakfast.

You've already eaten?

With my old man around, I'd even turn down dragon meat.

Am I right?

Now, your dad can test you at any time.

You're least familiar with Inscription of the Humble Dwelling.

Come now, read it over a few times.

A mountain is only tall

if there dwell immortals to give it spirit.

Water is only deep...

'Name', not 'spirit'! You're holding the book and you still get it wrong.

- What are you doing after your lessons? - I've got nowhere to go.

Write 500 large characters for me.

When I'm done with the 500 large ones, how about I write another 500 small ones?

You'll be very tired already after writing 500 large characters!

Doesn't matter! It's not like I've got anywhere to go!

- I'll definitely get it done, Dad! - You're not allowed to go out!

Take care, Esteemed Sir.

Hey! Just chuck it down!

- You're unbelievable... - C'mon now!

- Remember to feed him for me! - Sure thing!

Hey, you're going out again?

Teacher Chu, don't forget: 500 large characters and 500 small ones.

- I know... Don't stay out too late! - I got it...!

Bo...?!

Could I bother you to drop by my house later on?

Give word to my wife that I...

I... I won't be home for dinner!

How many times must I teach you?!

Let me start it off for you.

That's real easy! Listen to me sing it.

Now... One little, two little, three little dwarfs...

You're making fun of me, then! You said you wouldn't!

How am I making fun of you? I'm just translating English into Chinese!

- You think this is fun or something?! - We both gotta pee anyway!

A zipper fly sure is fast!

Didn't you say your old man would order me a pair?

He's already put a word in with his friends at the Westerner's embassy.

I'll wait up for you at the very least!

- Hey, shake a leg! - Almost done. Just give me a second...

One. Two. Three.

- Be careful! - Yeah!

Lai, it's over on your side! Bring it back!

- Alright! - Over there...

Hey, you're getting it on me! It's all warm. Turn that thing off!

You think I'm a tap...?!

It's washing away!

Look! You got it all over my pants!

Lai, hurry up! We're leaving!

What are you staring at?

- C'mon! - I'm coming!

C'mon now! We're leaving...!

How come she's not one of the many girls Fourth Aunt introduces to us?

If she was, she'd have been introduced to me from the get-go...!

- Not so fast... - I'm gonna go help.

How come since we were little, I've also liked the same things you like?

What are you getting at?

Let's stick to old rules.

Heads or tails?

We're waiting on you.

- Hey, heads or tails? - Tails.

Heads!

I'm very sorry, but you lose.

Don't be down though. It'll be your turn next time.

- Where'd those girls go?! - There...

- Over there, straight ahead. - Thanks! Thanks!

I'll let your old man know you won't be back for dinner!

- Where are they...? - Take your time now!

Lung...! You tricked me again...!

Men, over here.

The chief steward has something to say to you all.

My brothers, these last few months have seen us living on a knife-edge,

a life on the road without cease.

Empty are our bellies, sleepless are our nights.

All this for a bunch of ceramic and rocks that we cannot eat and cannot wear.

I really must thank Squire Wong

for the network of contacts he has built while working in diplomacy all this time.

He has found for us a buyer who likes all these ceramic and rocks.

And thus... our burden of safeguarding these ceramic and rocks

can finally come to an end.

I guarantee within a month or so,

once the cargo has been packed onto ships bound for foreign lands,

all of you, arms filled with money, can merrily return to your hometowns,

reunite with your families, and live out the rest of your days in luxury.

I assume none of you have any objections to my doing this.

I object!

- Deputy Chief Steward, was that you? - It was.

I said I object to the sale of these national treasures.

"National treasures"?

When we left the palace, taking with us these treasures to safeguard,

we had hoped to return once the chaos had subsided.

Mañjuśrī is now dead, and we have even cut off our queues.

The Imperial Court has fallen. How are these still national treasures?!

It is the Qing Dynasty that has fallen, not the Chinese people!

These are ancestral relics passed down to each generation of the Chinese.

They are the national treasures of the Chinese people!

If we cannot sell these supposed national treasures,

then do you have a better proposal on how we can settle our brothers?!

You still have your arms and legs... You can put down roots anywhere!

For the sake of these national treasures,

how many bloody life and death battles have we had to fight?

If we do not take this two-birds-with-one-stone opportunity,

and rid our hands of this hot potato,

just how many more times must our brothers put their lives on the line

for broken rocks and broken ceramic?!

What do you suppose one needs in order to put down roots in the first place?

Deputy Chief Steward, I can see that you are tired.

You should turn in early.

In any case, I object to the sale of these national treasures!

Chief Steward, your brother...

This is between us brothers and does not concern you.

I will pack the treasures into boxes.

What you need to do is arrange a shipping date as soon as possible.

You needn't worry about that. I take my leave.

Chien! Delegate when our brothers will take turns keeping watch.

Aye!

Men mature and marry; women mature and marry off , right?

What's there to be shy about?

Take a good look now, or you'll end up blaming me!

Thank you. Take care.

No matter what, don't get married over a misunderstanding!

Hey, say something... Why aren't you talking?

Hey... You're usually so chatty. Why won't you talk to him, huh?

Those two little bastards...

How may I be of service, young masters?

Why have you been keeping a pretty girl from us?

Right. My old man told you to find me a wife. Why don't I have one yet?

Since you were kids, you've always wanted others' toys.

I introduced that girl before. You just didn't like her...!

- Really? - Is that right?

Hey? She's not that hot now that I look at her.

H-hey...?

- I wonder if she knows that one. - Which one?

- The really pretty one! - Who's this? Who are you on about?

- She doesn't know the pretty girls...! - Why wouldn't I know them?

I know everyone in this village. Who is it? Tell me.

What's her name? What's her name, then?

I don't even know her name. I'll see you later.

- Go to hell, you! Jerks... - See you later.

- Introduce the pretty ones to me first. - I know...!

Just who is this girl you were talking about?

Lai!

It's her...

This time... it's gotta be my turn, right?

- Lung? - Hey...

What are you all excited about...?

I've got a secret to tell you.

What secret?

This time... even if it is your turn, it won't be...!

And why's that...?

Because...

- Because what? - Because...

Because...

Your old man's here!

- Why are we still here, then...? - Uncle Ho...!

- Dad...! - The young master is over there.

Uncle Ho! Mr Cheung.

- What are you both doing here? - Dad.

Lung's been looking all over for you. He says he's written a new poem.

- Written a new poem...? - Recite it for your pa.

I need to be somewhere... So I'm gonna get going.

Uncle Ho, I'm going now.

- Lung, hurry up and recite it for your pa. - You...

- Goodbye...! - Goodbye.

What is this new poem you've written?

Lodgings for rent?

Moonlight before my bed; Frost perhaps covers the ground.

- Lift my head and gaze upon the moon... - Enough...!

You wrote this poem? This poem is by Li Bai!

You put no effort into your studies... always out and about.

Just look at you. What do you think you even look like?

Why are you here?

Fourth Aunt has a girl she wants to introduce to Ngau and me.

She told us to go meet her today.