Once physical training methods are popularized, they will definitely live longer.

Zhao Qingrui's words made Li Si and Feng Quji's hearts skip a beat. They looked at Zhao Qingrui deeply. They all knew about Wang Jian's affairs, so they were naturally envious.

Who doesn't desire longevity? They have worked hard to climb to their current position. What is it for? Isn't it for wealth, glory, a better life, and to live longer?

"Your Highness, thank you for your praise. These are our duties." Li Si and Feng Quji bowed, and the smiles on their faces deepened.

"Thank you for your courtesy, Prime Ministers. Please hold on to the railing quickly. The boat is about to leave. Be careful not to fall." Zhao Qingrui said gently.

"Thank you for the reminder, Your Highness."

The boat started moving quickly. At the beginning, the speed was slow, but slowly the speed increased and it moved quickly in the Wei River.

There were many people watching the excitement around, and the speed of the boat was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Wow, it's so fast, faster than a horse-drawn carriage."

"I don't know what it's like to ride on a boat?"

There are many poor people in the family, and taking a boat is not cheap, let alone buying a boat, which is unaffordable.

The wind blew towards me, bringing with it a faint fragrance, which was the scent of wild flowers on the shore.

Zhao Qingrui and Feng Quji were chatting about matters in the court, while Su Ling on the other side was holding a small notebook and recording the situation on the boat.

At present, this big ship is the best that can be made. He feels that there is still room for improvement. He will record these situations first and then think about them slowly when he returns.

"Your Highness, there hasn't been much progress with Prince Fusu. Would you like to send him a few capable officials?" Feng Quji talked about Fusu.

Ever since Zhao Qingrui rejected his memorial, he probably figured it out and no longer insisted on bringing up the matter, but instead buried his head in his work.

However, the weather in Liaodong County was bitterly cold, the gentry were uncooperative, and the Buyeo people came to visit from time to time. Fusu's progress was touching.

"Don't be in a hurry. Once the grain is collected, my eldest brother will definitely take action. He has been taught by our father for so many years. He is not a waste." Zhao Qingrui frowned. There was nothing wrong with Fusu's ability. It was just that his temperament was taught astray. Zhao Qingrui had confidence in him.